[His hand lifts into her hair, pulling her in as he lifts his head to kiss her, not wanting to stop touching her or -- hello. God, okay, that was good, even if it wasn't as great as being in her. He could seriously go like, a week of just being inside Rachel. Best feeling ever.
But her hand... her hand was nice. He liked her hands, small and with slender fingers that he maybe thought about sucking on some times.
(He has an oral fixation, okay? Okay.)
He made a sort of stuttery moan as she slid her hand along him, hips moving up because friction was good. Friction was so good.]
[ her wrist twists with every upward pull, mostly because it's more comfortable to do that when she's over him like this. his hips move and she finds a rhythm with him, a soft look of concentration on her face until- ]
-- arf? [ it's a whisper, but she's amused, and her hand keeps moving ] Did you just puppydog at me?
[Did she just ask him to brain? Haha, good luck. He was moving up into her hand more, his own sliding further into her hair, breathing getting into that picked up erratic pace because everything felt so damn good.]
[ hnnn, she shouldn't be grinning this much, but it's kind of impossible not to ]
I'm pretty sure you're the only guy in the universe that could be completely adorable while simultaneously fucking my hand. [ there's that word again, and she takes her time saying it, even if it makes her blush ] Just saying.
[ she gives him a kiss, tightens her grip over him just a bit ]
Thats quite an accomplishment, you should be proud.
[Yep, there's that word. His hand tightens in her hair and he uses his other to slide down, moving along her back to try to grab her ass.]
So proud. So proud and so goddamn turned on.
[He felt that shiver skate up the inside of his spine, rutting up into her hand faster as he tried to figure out if he wanted to kiss her or watch her. His hand moved from her ass to around her front, trying to slide between her thighs.]
You're the only girl I know of that can use that word in a way that makes me want to... to... f-- uck you like we're in a porno.
[ his fingers make her start, just a tiny bit, a little jolt because she's too sensitive and she has no idea how to explain that beyond 'it's kind of ticklish' which sounds ridiculous when you're talking about your sexy parts. so instead she just bows forward, lower body slouching down while her hips push back. that confession makes her groan a little bit, a hnng she can't make up excuses for ]
A really good porno. With plot, and great chemistry, and copyrighted music. [ pornos had that, right? good music. the kind you have to pay for and not use just because it's a free demo on your laptop? no? oh. someone teach her how to porno. although maybe she's kind of sort of got the idea of it, because she's starting to crawl backwards, slowly, so she doesn't have to stop moving her hand over him ] Tell me what you see, when you think of me and you in a porno.
[Nooo, she's backing away and he's trying to touch more, but maybe he's doing it wrong or something, so he'll just let his hand get moved up her body as she pushes back, trying not to think about how good her hand feels around him because she's asking him questions and he's thinking of the answer now.
And laughing. Well, it's a short laugh, something kind of breathed out as he closes his eyes.]
Definitely a lot of naked. A lot of me using my mouth on you, because I like that.
[He did. Let him do it again.]
God, I don't know. Maybe you answer the door in just a guy's dress shirt, all dirty and with paint on you from whatever it is you're drawing and shower and suds and mff.
[ she's dropping kisses along his chest as she goes, teeth dragging over the curve of his ribs, tongue tracing just above his hip. it's all slowly executed, while Stiles explains their porno, although she ends up looking at him with a furrowed brow when he's done ]
That doesn't sound like a porno, that sounds like real life.
[ something that could happen in real life, rather. she's been using an oversized tee shirt as a smock, but she could improvise for the sake of a fantasy, sure. by now she's kneeling between Stiles' legs, crouches low so she can incorporate her mouth into the movement of her hand over him. she slowly licks over him first, mostly for the sake of getting used to ..their taste before she goes right for it. luckily, it's mostly just. wet. sticky flavor. bodies are so, so weird. she purses her lips against him, letting the motion of her hand move him over them a bit before doing anything else ]
Real life now, but that would have been a pretty good fantasy I'd have had before today.
[Then words are sort of... gone when she puts her mouth on him, his fingers gripping the covers hard as he stiffens, mouth open and a long moan sliding free.]
Oh my god, Rach. Your mouth... illegal.
[It should be. It wasn't, but it should be. The hand moving over him had been pushing him quickly along towards that peak, but her mouth, god, her mouth, he was rushing towards it quickly. He was giving himself about thirty seconds.
[ which is the last thing she's going to say for a while, because her lips part so she can take him in her mouth, just a little bit, just so she can move her tongue over him while her hand pumps harder, more confident. ]
[He's pulling on the covers, twisting and wrenching on them as a tremor goes through him, breath caught in his chest until it comes out in one whooshing exhale.]
Rach, Rach... Rach... soon. Like... soon-soon.
[Like, fifteen seconds soon. His toes were curling and his face felt like it was on fire, starbursts flaring behind his closed lids until he opened his eyes, head lifting to look down at--
[ he's only pulling at the covers but her free hand moves to grip his thigh anyway, pressing a bit don't move because she is definitely still getting the hang of this and she's not sure how much she can handle in the way of him moving his hips on his own just yet. he comes and she swallows, cheeks hollowing out because she's going to guide him through it, push for more, rub her tongue against him like she could coax a better orgasm from him that way. really she has no idea, she's pretty sure that's an experience thing. her hand only stops moving when the rest of him relaxes, but she's not going to move away until she feels him start to go soft. ]
[Yep, her mouth was considered a lethal weapon. His body twitched, feet knocking against the bed as she kept licking at him after he'd come, the oversensitive head sending jittering jerks through him, small sounds slipping out, little ohs and ahs as he half propped himself up to try to stop them and to watch her.
Then he was reaching for her, wanting her back up because apparently Stiles was a cuddler. He wanted to touch and feel her skin under his hand, wanted to nuzzle in against her and lay little kisses over her.]
[ ah. hands. touchy touching. she peeks up at him before she pulls away with a wet little pop that makes her grin, her tongue touching the corners of her mouth just to make sure- okay. she crawls back up the bed, body half draped on his even as she lays on her side, snuggling up close. she's a tiny bit sweaty, but sweat and whatever else doesn't seem to bother her much right now. not when she's more focused on Stiles and sex and breathing and sex and touching and sex. ]
[He wraps arms around her, pulling her in close and kissing all over her face. He's nuzzling and touching and petting and making sure that she's not going anywhere because no. No, she's staying right there and he was staying right there and the world was a perfect, magical place.]
[ but her face is scrunching up, a pleased smile there, gladly accepting all those kisses. her fingers are brushing over whatever part of him she can reach once he hugs her close, her face turning towards his to give him a kiss whenever she gets the chance. ]
Yes, yeah. This... this is good. I mean, I'd be happy without this, but... this is... I like this.
[Meaning: It wasn't all just about the sex and he'd never expect it, but he sure as hell loved the new addition and he'd be wanting it as much as they possibly could get to it.]
[ she likes his laugh, especially right now ( but she likes everything right now, everything ), as it makes her chest feel warm and her smile grow a little more. she just relaxes against him for a moment, her heart finally calming down and everything sort of just... feels right. there's no worry or fear about her oath, about timing or how they went about things. it actually feels pretty perfect. ]
-- We're not virgins anymore.
[ like she's sharing some kind of secret, though she sounds just as ??? as she does !!! virginity is a weird thing, and for most people, maybe it's not a big deal. but for a girl with an oath and a boy that had to deal with virgin sacrifices, back in their real worlds, it kind of was. more weight to it, more meaning, maybe. which just makes her love this exact moment even more. ]
[He almost sounds surprised about it, like hey, he'd actually lost his virginity. But he just kissed the side of her head before he pushed up a little, reaching down for the blankets so he could pull them up and over them. He wasn't sure if he could go to sleep just yet (probably soon, though), but he wanted to be sure they were as comfy as they could get without having to freeze parts off once the high wore off.]
You don't regret it or anything, do you?
[Niggling, worrying fear and doubt that she'd finally clue in that she was stuck with the geekiest of the geeks and start looking for an upgrade.]
[ there's some part of her that was worried too, sure, but she knows it's ridiculous, she doesn't have to ask. but then Stiles does and for a second it makes her worry for an entirely different reason, one mainly revolving around trust. so she sits up a bit under the covers, her chin resting on his chest, and that doesn't make it any easier for them to actually look at each other, but at least she's looking at him now instead of being curled up against his chest ]
I'm not going to answer that because you know the answer. There's no way you didn't- get that. [ feel it, might have been a better word, because she meant that feeling of this is right and this is so much fun and this is perfect all rolled up into one big Feeling during all of this ]
[She moves and he can sort of see the curve of her cheek and her nose, and he's smoothing down her hair, feeling that little bit of worry start to melt away.]
I got it. Trust me, I got it, I just... I don't know. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's like this is too good and I'm not supposed to have that.
[His biggest fear at the moment? That she'd leave. That she'd leave and come back and it wouldn't be the same her, and he'd have to see her and not be able to touch her or hold her or...
It had him trying to pull her up, moving down a little to steal another kiss.]
[ the tone of why would you say the thing is gone and replaced with something sweeter, genuine and pleased, in a way, because she doesn't mind reassuring him in this, not really. the idea of doubting her makes her feel itchy, but his self-doubt, as rare as it is to come about like this, that she can try to smooth over. she wants to. so she shifts up where he guides her, lips light against his, fingers brushing back along his neck. she's all affection and warmth now, somehow even moreso than before ]
There is no shoe, there's no- I mean, I've got both feet firmly planted on the floor here. I'm in love with everything about what we have, and that wouldn't be possible if you weren't exactly who you are. And how you are, and why you are. You deserve good, Stiles, even more good than I can give you. All the good. Everything good. [ she's smiling, giving him another quick kiss ] There is a lot of crazy stuff to worry about in this city, but I'm not one of them. Me and you, this is so permanent. As long as we're both here, I'm not letting anything change that. I swear it, on the River Styx.
[ which probably doesn't.. mean anything to him, but it's pretty much the end all be all of the Greek world, and something she never really says because of said end all be all-ness of it, so. ]
But what if you go? What if you go and I can't find you?
[He sounded genuinely worried about this, because no, he didn't want to lose another person he cared about. He couldn't go through that and he'd fallen hard for Rachel. Having her taken away from him now would just kill him. He'd be useless and he knew it. But he didn't want to seem like he was this codependent jerk -- even though he might be a bit where she was concerned.]
I just don't want to lose you, Rach. Not here. Not home. I... I know we don't really have a say in it, but I want to. I don't want to have to go home without you.
[ her forehead rests against his as she shuts her eyes, and now she's back to not knowing what to say, how to make it right. she shakes her head a tiny bit ]
We can't think about that. I mean, there's no way of knowing. [ how things will turn out, when it'll happen. ]
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But her hand... her hand was nice. He liked her hands, small and with slender fingers that he maybe thought about sucking on some times.
(He has an oral fixation, okay? Okay.)
He made a sort of stuttery moan as she slid her hand along him, hips moving up because friction was good. Friction was so good.]
Mmmrrahall... arf.
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-- arf? [ it's a whisper, but she's amused, and her hand keeps moving ] Did you just puppydog at me?
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[Did she just ask him to brain? Haha, good luck. He was moving up into her hand more, his own sliding further into her hair, breathing getting into that picked up erratic pace because everything felt so damn good.]
No?
[He probably had. Who knew?]
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I'm pretty sure you're the only guy in the universe that could be completely adorable while simultaneously fucking my hand. [ there's that word again, and she takes her time saying it, even if it makes her blush ] Just saying.
[ she gives him a kiss, tightens her grip over him just a bit ]
Thats quite an accomplishment, you should be proud.
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So proud. So proud and so goddamn turned on.
[He felt that shiver skate up the inside of his spine, rutting up into her hand faster as he tried to figure out if he wanted to kiss her or watch her. His hand moved from her ass to around her front, trying to slide between her thighs.]
You're the only girl I know of that can use that word in a way that makes me want to... to... f-- uck you like we're in a porno.
[There. He'd said it.
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A really good porno. With plot, and great chemistry, and copyrighted music. [ pornos had that, right? good music. the kind you have to pay for and not use just because it's a free demo on your laptop? no? oh. someone teach her how to porno. although maybe she's kind of sort of got the idea of it, because she's starting to crawl backwards, slowly, so she doesn't have to stop moving her hand over him ] Tell me what you see, when you think of me and you in a porno.
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And laughing. Well, it's a short laugh, something kind of breathed out as he closes his eyes.]
Definitely a lot of naked. A lot of me using my mouth on you, because I like that.
[He did. Let him do it again.]
God, I don't know. Maybe you answer the door in just a guy's dress shirt, all dirty and with paint on you from whatever it is you're drawing and shower and suds and mff.
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That doesn't sound like a porno, that sounds like real life.
[ something that could happen in real life, rather. she's been using an oversized tee shirt as a smock, but she could improvise for the sake of a fantasy, sure. by now she's kneeling between Stiles' legs, crouches low so she can incorporate her mouth into the movement of her hand over him. she slowly licks over him first, mostly for the sake of getting used to ..their taste before she goes right for it. luckily, it's mostly just. wet. sticky flavor. bodies are so, so weird. she purses her lips against him, letting the motion of her hand move him over them a bit before doing anything else ]
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[Then words are sort of... gone when she puts her mouth on him, his fingers gripping the covers hard as he stiffens, mouth open and a long moan sliding free.]
Oh my god, Rach. Your mouth... illegal.
[It should be. It wasn't, but it should be. The hand moving over him had been pushing him quickly along towards that peak, but her mouth, god, her mouth, he was rushing towards it quickly. He was giving himself about thirty seconds.
Maybe twenty.]
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[ which is the last thing she's going to say for a while, because her lips part so she can take him in her mouth, just a little bit, just so she can move her tongue over him while her hand pumps harder, more confident. ]
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Rach, Rach... Rach... soon. Like... soon-soon.
[Like, fifteen seconds soon. His toes were curling and his face felt like it was on fire, starbursts flaring behind his closed lids until he opened his eyes, head lifting to look down at--
Yep, there he went.]
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Then he was reaching for her, wanting her back up because apparently Stiles was a cuddler. He wanted to touch and feel her skin under his hand, wanted to nuzzle in against her and lay little kisses over her.]
Come up here.
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Mmmhf.
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[He wraps arms around her, pulling her in close and kissing all over her face. He's nuzzling and touching and petting and making sure that she's not going anywhere because no. No, she's staying right there and he was staying right there and the world was a perfect, magical place.]
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[ but her face is scrunching up, a pleased smile there, gladly accepting all those kisses. her fingers are brushing over whatever part of him she can reach once he hugs her close, her face turning towards his to give him a kiss whenever she gets the chance. ]
I love you. And I love this.
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Yes, yeah. This... this is good. I mean, I'd be happy without this, but... this is... I like this.
[Meaning: It wasn't all just about the sex and he'd never expect it, but he sure as hell loved the new addition and he'd be wanting it as much as they possibly could get to it.]
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-- We're not virgins anymore.
[ like she's sharing some kind of secret, though she sounds just as ??? as she does !!! virginity is a weird thing, and for most people, maybe it's not a big deal. but for a girl with an oath and a boy that had to deal with virgin sacrifices, back in their real worlds, it kind of was. more weight to it, more meaning, maybe. which just makes her love this exact moment even more. ]
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[He almost sounds surprised about it, like hey, he'd actually lost his virginity. But he just kissed the side of her head before he pushed up a little, reaching down for the blankets so he could pull them up and over them. He wasn't sure if he could go to sleep just yet (probably soon, though), but he wanted to be sure they were as comfy as they could get without having to freeze parts off once the high wore off.]
You don't regret it or anything, do you?
[Niggling, worrying fear and doubt that she'd finally clue in that she was stuck with the geekiest of the geeks and start looking for an upgrade.]
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[ there's some part of her that was worried too, sure, but she knows it's ridiculous, she doesn't have to ask. but then Stiles does and for a second it makes her worry for an entirely different reason, one mainly revolving around trust. so she sits up a bit under the covers, her chin resting on his chest, and that doesn't make it any easier for them to actually look at each other, but at least she's looking at him now instead of being curled up against his chest ]
I'm not going to answer that because you know the answer. There's no way you didn't- get that. [ feel it, might have been a better word, because she meant that feeling of this is right and this is so much fun and this is perfect all rolled up into one big Feeling during all of this ]
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I got it. Trust me, I got it, I just... I don't know. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's like this is too good and I'm not supposed to have that.
[His biggest fear at the moment? That she'd leave. That she'd leave and come back and it wouldn't be the same her, and he'd have to see her and not be able to touch her or hold her or...
It had him trying to pull her up, moving down a little to steal another kiss.]
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[ the tone of why would you say the thing is gone and replaced with something sweeter, genuine and pleased, in a way, because she doesn't mind reassuring him in this, not really. the idea of doubting her makes her feel itchy, but his self-doubt, as rare as it is to come about like this, that she can try to smooth over. she wants to. so she shifts up where he guides her, lips light against his, fingers brushing back along his neck. she's all affection and warmth now, somehow even moreso than before ]
There is no shoe, there's no- I mean, I've got both feet firmly planted on the floor here. I'm in love with everything about what we have, and that wouldn't be possible if you weren't exactly who you are. And how you are, and why you are. You deserve good, Stiles, even more good than I can give you. All the good. Everything good. [ she's smiling, giving him another quick kiss ] There is a lot of crazy stuff to worry about in this city, but I'm not one of them. Me and you, this is so permanent. As long as we're both here, I'm not letting anything change that. I swear it, on the River Styx.
[ which probably doesn't.. mean anything to him, but it's pretty much the end all be all of the Greek world, and something she never really says because of said end all be all-ness of it, so. ]
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[He sounded genuinely worried about this, because no, he didn't want to lose another person he cared about. He couldn't go through that and he'd fallen hard for Rachel. Having her taken away from him now would just kill him. He'd be useless and he knew it. But he didn't want to seem like he was this codependent jerk -- even though he might be a bit where she was concerned.]
I just don't want to lose you, Rach. Not here. Not home. I... I know we don't really have a say in it, but I want to. I don't want to have to go home without you.
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We can't think about that. I mean, there's no way of knowing. [ how things will turn out, when it'll happen. ]