[with her holding him against her, it's pretty easy to place his mouth over her nipple, tongue teasing the mound and testing her reaction.
with one hand keeping her other breast teased, and the free hand tilting down to work on the buttons of her pants. and obviously, he can't really respond-- but honestly with his pants halfway off, it's pretty easy to feel that he's half hard.
something he can tease her with by pressing against her, between her legs]
[very good indeed. his mouth opens, so he can let the colder air hit the wetness where it had been, and his hand slides into her newly opened pants, between her legs to rub against her panties.]
[ but it comes with a gasping half-laugh, her back arching a little, and she pulls him down by the shoulders so that she can drag her teeth down the side of his neck. ]
[ that look just means she’s going to do more of that, sitting up slightly to stroke him more firmly, hooking her other arm around him to tug him closer. ]
[once they're off, and they're both down to nothing, he leans back down to capture her lips in a deep kiss, a hand going under her hips to readjust just slightly-- his cock pressing at her entrance]
[ she presses back against his mouth, parting her lips and probably knocking her teeth into his in her enthusiasm. her hand finds his ass to tug him more towards her, and she spreads her legs wider, pulls her knees up toward her chest, raises her hips toward him. ]
[it doesn't take much once everything's in place, and he groans as he presses inside of her, but he doesn't wait, immediately moving his hips to thrust in and out of her.
his lips don't leave her, but the hand that was balancing her hips goes back to her breasts to squeeze and rub them.]
[ She arches toward him, gasping against his mouth; her hands slide up his back, digging in with her nails. one hand finds purchase in his hair, tugging back just a little. ]
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[ she breaks off, breathless, curling into him a little as she tugs his zipper open.
she's starting to notice those little reactions—same ones she'd make. she combs her hands into his hair roughly, holding him against her. ]
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with one hand keeping her other breast teased, and the free hand tilting down to work on the buttons of her pants. and obviously, he can't really respond-- but honestly with his pants halfway off, it's pretty easy to feel that he's half hard.
something he can tease her with by pressing against her, between her legs]
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Fuck, Jason—
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Gonna have to speak up...
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[ but it comes with a gasping half-laugh, her back arching a little, and she pulls him down by the shoulders so that she can drag her teeth down the side of his neck. ]
D'you want me to beg, or what?
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[his hands move to pull her pants off, since they're just getting comfortable again, lifting her hips lightly to move them down]
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[ she braces her feet a little on the side of the bed to lift her hips a little higher for him, and once they're past her knees just kicks them off. ]
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Chances are, I wouldn't like it like this anyway.
[but for him, removing his pants is a matter of just kicking them off, so there's that at least.
his fingers slide past her panties, and in between her legs, teasing her entrance lightly]
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...I'm getting the impression you're, ah—not that type, no...
[ she reaches up, hungry for contact, brushing her thumb across his cheek. ]
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and at the same time, his finger slides inside of her, curling, and his thumb moves over her clit]
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she's already slick—because, fuck, this is really good—and hooks her legs around his. ]
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[he huffs against her lips, his fingers sliding in and out, mercilessly.]
Just checking-- you don't wanna go slow, right?
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[ she hangs onto him with one hand, the other reaching down to palm at his cock, fingers brushing up the length. ]
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Then let's skip the pleasantries.
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I’m very amenable to that, ah, so—
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no reason for either of them to have clothes on, at this point.]
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his lips don't leave her, but the hand that was balancing her hips goes back to her breasts to squeeze and rub them.]
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