[ Oh, bloody hell that's right. He shook his head before he reached into his pocket for his keys. He went through several before he finally found the right one, then went on in.
It was a cute little place for a cute little human. He sighed a bit before dumping his device and keys on the side table. Then he made his way up to her bed. He toed off his shoes, then flopped down onto it beside her with a little grin and a sympathetic-yet-playful raise to his brow. ]
Hey. C'mere...
[ He turned on his side and held his arms out to her for a hug. ]
[ she makes a sound of discontent when he jostles the bed too much and another when he opens his arms to her but she moves anyways, going to snuggle him. she's quiet for a moment before she sighs.]
Okay, so it's not that awkward. [ it kind of is. a little. she's seen him naked before last night, the man is shameless and she does his shopping for him, after all. but last night was a little different considering... his nakedness was all up in her nakedness. ]
[ He squeezed her tight and shifted so he could comfortable fit her against him. She was so slender it was pretty easy, like two puzzle pieces coming together.
His head tilted so his cheek rested against the top of her head. He smelled a bit like rosemary due to his expensive soap, his breath minty due to his teeth brushing, and his clothes had that clean freshly laundered scent. But his senses were focused on Kenzi at the moment, so he barely noticed himself. ]
It is good, yeah? Feels good, anyway. I mean, it was wild, but... honestly, I don't regret one bloody thing about last night, Kenz.
[ Meanwhile, Kenzi probably smells a bit like a bar and sex. Very attractive. And he smells so nice, she can't help but cuddle a little closer. ]
I won't regret it as long as Dyson doesn't find out. [ she glances up at Vex, quick to clarify--] Because of Mark. [ And well, Dyson wouldn't exactly like to know that Kenzi had been with Vex, she's sure.]
[ Let's be real, Vex thought she smelled awesome. But he wrinkled his nose at the mention of Dyson. ]
Well I don't kiss and tell. Honestly, I'm surprised I'm still breathing since Mark and I have been together almost from the first day he got here.
[ Wait, was that the right phrase for it? 'together'? Ugh, he wasn't sure. ]
Either the kid's good at keeping secrets, or Dyson doesn't want to upset his offspring. But let's be honest, if he did find out somehow he'd put the blame on me. Not you or Mark.
Humping-- [ she looks unimpressed by this description but also somehow relieved because... fucking guys in a relationship would make her feel really bad. ]
Just humping, okay. [ She smirks a little before moving laying back down.] There were a lot of sparks last night. [ Between all of them.]
[ His features immediately relaxed, a little grin forming on his lips as he readjusted his hold on her. His head dipped down so he could rub the tip of his nose against her neck, then he spotted the shadow of the bruise he'd left there left night. ]
Mm... there were sparks alright. You drove me mad.
[ His voice dropped down to a purr as his lips pressed against it. ]
I mean what I said, y'know. That I thought about you.
[ she shivers at the way his lips feel against her skin, the sweep of his breath as it glides across the hickey he'd left her. her hand moves to push on his neck, making a tsk sort of sound as her brow furrows.]
You smell like booze and sex, two of my favorite things.
[ He tilted his head down so he could press a kiss against her hand. Then he pressed his blunt teeth against her wrist, to give it a gentle love bite. ]
[ she sucks in a tight breath when he bites at her wrist, her eyes fluttering for a moment. but she isn't stopping him even if she should.] Oh my god, I've opened up flood gates, haven't I?
Oooh, that depends love. Are they flooded and would you like me to open them?
[ His eyebrows bobbed as he slowly began to slide a hand down her front, towards whatever she was wearing below her waist. Plenty of time to stop him if she wanted to. ]
We're good together y'know, friends, no strings, no stress. You tell me to stop, I stop, no questions asked.
[ He pressed another kiss on her hand, then flicked his tongue against one of her fingers. ]
Vex-- [ she murmurs out in something that's mean to be a warning but the way she shivers again betrays her. She honestly is still hungover but the way he touches her reminds her of last night, the way it felt to have the attention of two guys on her. In her. Whatever.
His hand travels down over the off-the-shoulder shirt she wears and towards the leopard print boy short undies she's wearing.] We shouldn't... [ Something suddenly hits her and she realizes she sounds like some kind of dime store smut novel heroine. She refuses to pull that shit. Rolling her eyes, she moves more towards him.]
Oh screw it--[ Her hands move towards the buttons of his shirt.] Let's do this.
Hoo hoo! [ He laughed with delight as Kenzi went full Kenzi on him, throwing her usual vim and vigor into something he thought he'd only get to fantasize about.
His head ducked to capture her mouth with his, uncaring of any morning breath she might have- his minty one would make short work of it regardless. His tongue quickly slipped inside to tangle with hers, dance, slide, drink in what they had last night only delightfully sober.
In the meanwhile his hand pushed beneath the hem of her cute knickers, over the landing strip and down between her outer lips. His long, skillful fingers were quick to find her clit. He dipped below to slip up some moisture, then began to rub firm circles around and on her bud.
He stopped only momentarily to tug off his shirt once she got it unbuttoned, but then he was back at it again! His lean body moving closer, his free arm tight around her waist. Oh sweet fae, a month ago he might have laughed at the idea of being in this situation? Now? Now it's all he bloody wanted. ]
[ The perks of being with someone most might call a man-whore are plentiful One being that he knows his way around a body, be it male or female. For now, he has no trouble slipping his fingers ( gods, those fingers) beneath the cheap fabric of her underwear to find, almost instantly, her clit. She lets out an excited gasp into his mouth, her thighs instinctively pressing together some to get more friction for herself.
A week ago she would have laughed in your face if you suggested that she'd be laying in bed with Vex while he basically finger fucks her, not even twenty four hours after he'd done a lot more than that to her.
Her tongue moves against his, with his. She keeps the kiss as deep as she's able as her hands move to slide down to work at getting his pants open. It's only then that she breaks the kiss to murmur against his lips, her breathing already a little labored as she rocks just a little into his touch, gaze meeting with his--]
Did you really wake up thinking about me? [ Yes, maybe she's looking for a little validation dirty talk.]
Mhh, you bet your tiny bum I did, love. More than once. You wanna know what I did to myself when it happened?
[ His growl was playful on her lips, his teeth quick to find her lower to nibble and tug at it. His eyes were always dark, but they seemed particularly so at the moment, the lust he felt for her very obvious. There was nothing beneath those trousers, besides his quickly rising cock, which was eager to bounce out from its confines.
While one hand rubbed idly near the small of her back, the other dipped again to slide two fingers inside her. His palm rocked on her slippery clit while he stroked firmly against the top, slick, clenching muscles. He vividly recalled what it was like to have that wrapped around his dick, something that had a thrilled shiver run up his spine.
He let her go so he could roll on all-fours above her. His knees on either side of her legs, his fingers still in her, while his free hand sank into her hair and dragged through it before he gripped the back of her neck. He sucked her lip, then kissed down her chin, neck, then returned to her mouth where he groaned shamelessly. ]
Or would you rather hear what I wanna do to you? Right here 'n now?
[ This was the kind of dime store novel shit she wanted, without even really realizing it. Okay, so in her past, she had a lot of sweet boys, boys whose hearts she broke. Then there were the two-pumps-and-done assholes who broke hers. The sex was never like it was last night or even like it is right now, the way it has her shivering despite feeling entirely too hot, the way his fingers were able to slide into her tight body because she was already wetter than she should be.
This wasn't about love or feelings, it wasn't about letting some man satisfy his desires, this was exciting and fun. ] I can guess-- [ she said breathlessly against his lips as he spoke of this morning. It probably involved his wang and some serious stroke-age. But the next bit really excited her, the way he was suddenly over her, covering her body with his, touching her, bruising her lips with his.]
That... that sounds good-- [ she mumbled a little dazed, her eyes full of wanton fire (yes, words like wanton were floating through her head now).] Just peachy. Go on...
Right, then. [ He nipped her chin briefly before continuing, his eyes locked on hers as he murmured, his accent thick. ] I wanna fuck you, like this, right here, right now. My trousers falling off my hips with how fast I'm pumping you, knickers on, shoved to the side, shirt on, pulled up so I can suck on your perfect tits. You're hot for it, needing it, pussy getting tighter 'n tighter 'til you scream and let it all burst out.
[ His fingers followed along with his speech, quicker and more forceful, then began to ease when he went to the next part. ]
Ooh, but hold on love. That was just the quickie. I'll take your shirt off then, pull you up in my lap, hug onto your shaky body and rock up into you, slow, deep, rub on those spots that make you shiver and whimper. You don't think you can cum again, but soon you're winding up, sweating, shaking, clinging to me so tight. Then you start rocking faster, harder, ooh Kenz, that's driving me bloody mad, and you like that way don't you?
You push me down, ride me, but your legs are too weak from last night. So wrap my arms around you, hands on your sexy arse, and drill up into you until you're screaming my ruddy name. You're gonna cum, sweetheart, all you want to do is cum while I'm inside you...
[ Back to those quick, hard, long strokes and thrusts. His palm slippery with her moisture, grinding her, slapping lightly against her with some of the firmer motions. He loved the idea of getting her off right away, and that certainly wouldn't be the end of their afternoon if she did. ]
[ Despite being prude compared to her roommate, Kenzi has always been a responsive, excitable little thing in the sack. Even hungover, her body is quick to respond to the relentless stroke of his fingers combined with the nasty things he says to her, looking her in the eye the whole time. It was difficult to hold his gaze for very long, not when he was already pushing her towards her first orgasm of the afternoon.
It should weird her out, the way he got so graphic with her, explaining the various ways he thought of fucking her. If it was a week ago, she would have stopped him before he even got to the description of her first orgasm. But now she was listening to him, as best she could with his fingers playing her like a finely tuned instrument. She couldn't help the way her hips started to roll into those motions, the way heat crawled through her with every uttered word, licked at her, urged her to do as he supposed she wanted to do: cum with him inside of her.
Of course, it was his fingers her body tightened around. It was the steady, rough slap of his palm against her clit, the stroke of those long, delicious fingers that had her quaking beneath him. Her hands moved to his head, to grip at his hair but she didn't scream his name this time, not yet. Instead she sucked in five desperate breaths as her pale skin flushed all over and then she released a low sound something sounding like a mixture of his name and ohhhhh; mostly because she didn't know she could come this fast.]
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Oooh... [ He didn't quite echo her moan, it was a different kind of 'oh', one which was completely enamoured with the sight of her bursting with ecstasy. He never understood the sort of chap who'd plow in and miss all this; the desperate movement of her body, the way her muscles gripped, the sounds. Absolutely brilliant. Who knew Kenzi was so sexy? He was oblivious to it until last night.
And the way she held onto his hair? His toes curled. That was always the best bloody feeling, a beautiful bird's digits all twisted up in it. Or bloke, it didn't matter. Kenzi's hands happened to be extra nice. Likely because she was the first person to show any faith in him in a very long time. He found himself smiling for a moment, then he placed some little kisses on her chin, jaw, cheek and lips. ] Mm... mama's ready for it. [ He whispered horribly accented Russian. Look, it'd been forever since he spoke it, but she inspired him.
His fingers withdrew from her quivering heat, then he nudged his knees between her legs to spread them apart. Her thighs were hiked up along his trouser-clad hips, then he tugged those cute knickers side to line himself up with her tiny pussy. Glistening, waxed, delicious as all get out- Vex groaned as he rubbed his bulbous tip up and down her slit a few times before sinking home. To be honest, he could have just buried his mouth there and eaten her out all afternoon, but the way she clamped on him had his dick aching for more, so now he was getting it while the gettin was good.
Dark lashes fluttered as they closed, a strained groan crawling up his throat as he sank in. She was soaking but still so flipping tight. As small as a doll, as light as a feather, she made him feel like a porn star with a thirteen inch cock when he was only approximately half that size. For a brief second he had to wonder how the hell Mark had gotten himself in, but miracle upon miracles, she had taken them both. He was sober enough to really appreciate it. That tight-hot, velvety-silky, wet-squishy, heavenly sensation had his head spinning. His face dropped to bury against her neck, helplessly moaning out her name as he started to slowly hump her into her bed. ]
[ If she'd had the wherewithal to even think, let alone come up with some kind of comment, she would have poked fun at his barely passable Russian. But at the moment, her brain was mushy, just like the rest of her body had turned to jelly. There was no brain power to tease or taunt him, there was only pleasure coursing through her veins, hot and steady.
The sound that escaped her lips was a strangled sort of gasp, a faltering moan as her body arched off the bed and into his. It wasn't as though she didn't expect him to fuck her, given the way he'd moved but her body was still so deliciously sensitive, still pulsing from her orgasm, still trembling. The way he'd been sliding against her, teasing her, had been exciting as hell, but it was much different to have his cock inside of her.
Her hands moved to clutch at his shoulders, her breathing labored-- ] Oh, fuu--[ she gasped before she could finish the curse as he started to move inside of her. It was too hot, this was too hot. It was totally wrong, they shouldn't be fucking, he shouldn't have come over, she shouldn't have let him--- but gods it was so good, the wrongness of it. Maybe that was cliche but there was a reason that it was such a common thing, right?
Her finger slid up the back of his neck, fingers curling tight against it, her other hand gripping tightly at his arm, as her body adjusted to having him inside of her as she came down from her first orgasm, only to start heading up towards that peak once again.]
[ Vex loved wrong. He loved "shouldn't be"s,"we can't"s and all the traditional protests, especially when they were moaned out. Not that Kenzi managed anything like that, but if she had his hips would have likely pumped faster with excitement. Breaking rules was a thrill, he didn't have that anarchy tattoo under his eye for nothing, but to revel in that feeling with someone else was divine. She was a tasty little rebel. And lucky for her, he sped up his thrusts anyway. ]
Mh, yeah, you tight lil', mmmm...
[ He couldn't shut up even if he tried, though his voice was mumbled against her hot skin. His lips parted in order to drag his tongue up her neck, up behind her ear, to then wrap them on the shell to suck and nibble. Her sweat was sweet, salty, had the flavor of someone who hadn't yet had a morning shower after an all-night boozefest and threesome. He liked that. He liked that a lot. His filthy minx.
Her shirt was yanked up so it was just above her tits, then he wrapped his arms below her arched back. They traveled up to hug her firmly, so he could have her naked breasts on his naked chest, bouncing and sliding while they fucked at an ever-increasing pace. Vex wasn't going to let her go, or keep her at arm's length, he wanted to feel her heart hammering with his. The bond between them was real, electric, fun, and he wasn't dismiss it because of too much booze. ]
Go on, love, pull on my hair, lemme feel ya, lemme hear ya.
[ A shower? Haha, no. Kenzi had deposited herself right into her bed the moment she'd gotten back to her apartment (after clumsily getting into more comfortable clothes) and promptly passed the fuck out from all the booze and sex she'd put her body through. The girl reeked of booze and sex and it seemed that Vex was getting a high off of it. And she shivered as his laved his tongue along her skin before sucking and nibbling at her ear soon after.
Gods, the man already knew how to make her wetter, the way he helped arch her back, tilting her hips in just the right way, his cock stroking against her in the most delicious way. The room was filled with the sounds of skin colliding with slick skin, the sounds of her tiny gasps and breathless moans, despite his demand for more.
She did, however, grip at his hair as he asked, fingers curling at the back of his head to tug, hard.]
OOOhh, yeah! [ A loud groan of approval came when Kenzi gave him a yank, his scalp aching in that oh-so-good way. He even felt a tingle, and goosebumps rose on his arms. It really was ruddy perfect, here she was sweaty, smelly and messy and he was rutting into her like she was the most irresistible creature in the city. At that moment? She was. Vex was a clean fae who loved it dirty. ]
Too much? Not enough? [ He panted, a playful tone in his husky voice. He leaned back to give her a bob of his eyebrows and one more hard thrust, before he suddenly pulled out. He blazed a hot trail of kisses and licks, from her collar, over her shirt, down her tits, stomach, finally between her legs. The panties were still askew, but he pushed them roughly to the side all the same, dragging his tongue over the pussy he'd just been fucking- that he'd fucked last night, that Mark had fucked. That was... all kinds of brilliant.
His next groan was more like a growl as his mouth latched right on. Her inner lips were sucked firmly, then released as he kissed her outer, then he dug the tip of his tongue around her bud. Another kiss was given, then another, noisy, wet, hungry kisses that they were. He wanted to give her plenty of reasons to keep on saying 'holy shit'. ]
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It was a cute little place for a cute little human. He sighed a bit before dumping his device and keys on the side table. Then he made his way up to her bed. He toed off his shoes, then flopped down onto it beside her with a little grin and a sympathetic-yet-playful raise to his brow. ]
Hey. C'mere...
[ He turned on his side and held his arms out to her for a hug. ]
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Okay, so it's not that awkward. [ it kind of is. a little. she's seen him naked before last night, the man is shameless and she does his shopping for him, after all. but last night was a little different considering... his nakedness was all up in her nakedness. ]
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[ He squeezed her tight and shifted so he could comfortable fit her against him. She was so slender it was pretty easy, like two puzzle pieces coming together.
His head tilted so his cheek rested against the top of her head. He smelled a bit like rosemary due to his expensive soap, his breath minty due to his teeth brushing, and his clothes had that clean freshly laundered scent. But his senses were focused on Kenzi at the moment, so he barely noticed himself. ]
It is good, yeah? Feels good, anyway. I mean, it was wild, but... honestly, I don't regret one bloody thing about last night, Kenz.
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I won't regret it as long as Dyson doesn't find out. [ she glances up at Vex, quick to clarify--] Because of Mark. [ And well, Dyson wouldn't exactly like to know that Kenzi had been with Vex, she's sure.]
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Well I don't kiss and tell. Honestly, I'm surprised I'm still breathing since Mark and I have been together almost from the first day he got here.
[ Wait, was that the right phrase for it? 'together'? Ugh, he wasn't sure. ]
Either the kid's good at keeping secrets, or Dyson doesn't want to upset his offspring. But let's be honest, if he did find out somehow he'd put the blame on me. Not you or Mark.
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Are you guys together?
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[ His head leaned back so he could shake it, his brows furrowed and body language immediately on the defensive. ]
Not together together, I mean, you know. Humping.
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Just humping, okay. [ She smirks a little before moving laying back down.] There were a lot of sparks last night. [ Between all of them.]
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[ His features immediately relaxed, a little grin forming on his lips as he readjusted his hold on her. His head dipped down so he could rub the tip of his nose against her neck, then he spotted the shadow of the bruise he'd left there left night. ]
Mm... there were sparks alright. You drove me mad.
[ His voice dropped down to a purr as his lips pressed against it. ]
I mean what I said, y'know. That I thought about you.
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Vex, please, I smell like a trash can.
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[ He tilted his head down so he could press a kiss against her hand. Then he pressed his blunt teeth against her wrist, to give it a gentle love bite. ]
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[ His eyebrows bobbed as he slowly began to slide a hand down her front, towards whatever she was wearing below her waist. Plenty of time to stop him if she wanted to. ]
We're good together y'know, friends, no strings, no stress. You tell me to stop, I stop, no questions asked.
[ He pressed another kiss on her hand, then flicked his tongue against one of her fingers. ]
Our dirty, filthy, sexy little secret.
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His hand travels down over the off-the-shoulder shirt she wears and towards the leopard print boy short undies she's wearing.] We shouldn't... [ Something suddenly hits her and she realizes she sounds like some kind of dime store smut novel heroine. She refuses to pull that shit. Rolling her eyes, she moves more towards him.]
Oh screw it--[ Her hands move towards the buttons of his shirt.] Let's do this.
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His head ducked to capture her mouth with his, uncaring of any morning breath she might have- his minty one would make short work of it regardless. His tongue quickly slipped inside to tangle with hers, dance, slide, drink in what they had last night only delightfully sober.
In the meanwhile his hand pushed beneath the hem of her cute knickers, over the landing strip and down between her outer lips. His long, skillful fingers were quick to find her clit. He dipped below to slip up some moisture, then began to rub firm circles around and on her bud.
He stopped only momentarily to tug off his shirt once she got it unbuttoned, but then he was back at it again! His lean body moving closer, his free arm tight around her waist. Oh sweet fae, a month ago he might have laughed at the idea of being in this situation? Now? Now it's all he bloody wanted. ]
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A week ago she would have laughed in your face if you suggested that she'd be laying in bed with Vex while he basically finger fucks her, not even twenty four hours after he'd done a lot more than that to her.
Her tongue moves against his, with his. She keeps the kiss as deep as she's able as her hands move to slide down to work at getting his pants open. It's only then that she breaks the kiss to murmur against his lips, her breathing already a little labored as she rocks just a little into his touch, gaze meeting with his--]
Did you really wake up thinking about me? [ Yes, maybe she's looking for a little
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[ His growl was playful on her lips, his teeth quick to find her lower to nibble and tug at it. His eyes were always dark, but they seemed particularly so at the moment, the lust he felt for her very obvious. There was nothing beneath those trousers, besides his quickly rising cock, which was eager to bounce out from its confines.
While one hand rubbed idly near the small of her back, the other dipped again to slide two fingers inside her. His palm rocked on her slippery clit while he stroked firmly against the top, slick, clenching muscles. He vividly recalled what it was like to have that wrapped around his dick, something that had a thrilled shiver run up his spine.
He let her go so he could roll on all-fours above her. His knees on either side of her legs, his fingers still in her, while his free hand sank into her hair and dragged through it before he gripped the back of her neck. He sucked her lip, then kissed down her chin, neck, then returned to her mouth where he groaned shamelessly. ]
Or would you rather hear what I wanna do to you? Right here 'n now?
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This wasn't about love or feelings, it wasn't about letting some man satisfy his desires, this was exciting and fun. ] I can guess-- [ she said breathlessly against his lips as he spoke of this morning. It probably involved his wang and some serious stroke-age. But the next bit really excited her, the way he was suddenly over her, covering her body with his, touching her, bruising her lips with his.]
That... that sounds good-- [ she mumbled a little dazed, her eyes full of wanton fire (yes, words like wanton were floating through her head now).] Just peachy. Go on...
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[ His fingers followed along with his speech, quicker and more forceful, then began to ease when he went to the next part. ]
Ooh, but hold on love. That was just the quickie. I'll take your shirt off then, pull you up in my lap, hug onto your shaky body and rock up into you, slow, deep, rub on those spots that make you shiver and whimper. You don't think you can cum again, but soon you're winding up, sweating, shaking, clinging to me so tight. Then you start rocking faster, harder, ooh Kenz, that's driving me bloody mad, and you like that way don't you?
You push me down, ride me, but your legs are too weak from last night. So wrap my arms around you, hands on your sexy arse, and drill up into you until you're screaming my ruddy name. You're gonna cum, sweetheart, all you want to do is cum while I'm inside you...
[ Back to those quick, hard, long strokes and thrusts. His palm slippery with her moisture, grinding her, slapping lightly against her with some of the firmer motions. He loved the idea of getting her off right away, and that certainly wouldn't be the end of their afternoon if she did. ]
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It should weird her out, the way he got so graphic with her, explaining the various ways he thought of fucking her. If it was a week ago, she would have stopped him before he even got to the description of her first orgasm. But now she was listening to him, as best she could with his fingers playing her like a finely tuned instrument. She couldn't help the way her hips started to roll into those motions, the way heat crawled through her with every uttered word, licked at her, urged her to do as he supposed she wanted to do: cum with him inside of her.
Of course, it was his fingers her body tightened around. It was the steady, rough slap of his palm against her clit, the stroke of those long, delicious fingers that had her quaking beneath him. Her hands moved to his head, to grip at his hair but she didn't scream his name this time, not yet. Instead she sucked in five desperate breaths as her pale skin flushed all over and then she released a low sound something sounding like a mixture of his name and ohhhhh; mostly because she didn't know she could come this fast.]
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And the way she held onto his hair? His toes curled. That was always the best bloody feeling, a beautiful bird's digits all twisted up in it. Or bloke, it didn't matter. Kenzi's hands happened to be extra nice. Likely because she was the first person to show any faith in him in a very long time. He found himself smiling for a moment, then he placed some little kisses on her chin, jaw, cheek and lips. ] Mm... mama's ready for it. [ He whispered horribly accented Russian. Look, it'd been forever since he spoke it, but she inspired him.
His fingers withdrew from her quivering heat, then he nudged his knees between her legs to spread them apart. Her thighs were hiked up along his trouser-clad hips, then he tugged those cute knickers side to line himself up with her tiny pussy. Glistening, waxed, delicious as all get out- Vex groaned as he rubbed his bulbous tip up and down her slit a few times before sinking home. To be honest, he could have just buried his mouth there and eaten her out all afternoon, but the way she clamped on him had his dick aching for more, so now he was getting it while the gettin was good.
Dark lashes fluttered as they closed, a strained groan crawling up his throat as he sank in. She was soaking but still so flipping tight. As small as a doll, as light as a feather, she made him feel like a porn star with a thirteen inch cock when he was only approximately half that size. For a brief second he had to wonder how the hell Mark had gotten himself in, but miracle upon miracles, she had taken them both. He was sober enough to really appreciate it. That tight-hot, velvety-silky, wet-squishy, heavenly sensation had his head spinning. His face dropped to bury against her neck, helplessly moaning out her name as he started to slowly hump her into her bed. ]
Oh, sweet, darling, oh, shit, Kenz...
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The sound that escaped her lips was a strangled sort of gasp, a faltering moan as her body arched off the bed and into his. It wasn't as though she didn't expect him to fuck her, given the way he'd moved but her body was still so deliciously sensitive, still pulsing from her orgasm, still trembling. The way he'd been sliding against her, teasing her, had been exciting as hell, but it was much different to have his cock inside of her.
Her hands moved to clutch at his shoulders, her breathing labored-- ] Oh, fuu--[ she gasped before she could finish the curse as he started to move inside of her. It was too hot, this was too hot. It was totally wrong, they shouldn't be fucking, he shouldn't have come over, she shouldn't have let him--- but gods it was so good, the wrongness of it. Maybe that was cliche but there was a reason that it was such a common thing, right?
Her finger slid up the back of his neck, fingers curling tight against it, her other hand gripping tightly at his arm, as her body adjusted to having him inside of her as she came down from her first orgasm, only to start heading up towards that peak once again.]
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Mh, yeah, you tight lil', mmmm...
[ He couldn't shut up even if he tried, though his voice was mumbled against her hot skin. His lips parted in order to drag his tongue up her neck, up behind her ear, to then wrap them on the shell to suck and nibble. Her sweat was sweet, salty, had the flavor of someone who hadn't yet had a morning shower after an all-night boozefest and threesome. He liked that. He liked that a lot. His filthy minx.
Her shirt was yanked up so it was just above her tits, then he wrapped his arms below her arched back. They traveled up to hug her firmly, so he could have her naked breasts on his naked chest, bouncing and sliding while they fucked at an ever-increasing pace. Vex wasn't going to let her go, or keep her at arm's length, he wanted to feel her heart hammering with his. The bond between them was real, electric, fun, and he wasn't dismiss it because of too much booze. ]
Go on, love, pull on my hair, lemme feel ya, lemme hear ya.
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Gods, the man already knew how to make her wetter, the way he helped arch her back, tilting her hips in just the right way, his cock stroking against her in the most delicious way. The room was filled with the sounds of skin colliding with slick skin, the sounds of her tiny gasps and breathless moans, despite his demand for more.
She did, however, grip at his hair as he asked, fingers curling at the back of his head to tug, hard.]
Vex, jesus... holy shit.
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Too much? Not enough? [ He panted, a playful tone in his husky voice. He leaned back to give her a bob of his eyebrows and one more hard thrust, before he suddenly pulled out. He blazed a hot trail of kisses and licks, from her collar, over her shirt, down her tits, stomach, finally between her legs. The panties were still askew, but he pushed them roughly to the side all the same, dragging his tongue over the pussy he'd just been fucking- that he'd fucked last night, that Mark had fucked. That was... all kinds of brilliant.
His next groan was more like a growl as his mouth latched right on. Her inner lips were sucked firmly, then released as he kissed her outer, then he dug the tip of his tongue around her bud. Another kiss was given, then another, noisy, wet, hungry kisses that they were. He wanted to give her plenty of reasons to keep on saying 'holy shit'. ]
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