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I like crazy. I'm going to have crazy marks that Scott will bug the hell out of me for later, but I don't care. God, I just want to stay in you all day. Can we do that? Just stay here, all day...

[He moved again, breath coming out in a rush at the feel of her around him.]

I wouh-

[ oh. it's not that the effects of the honey is wearing off or anything, she can still feel it buzzing under the surface, but now that she's come once already, it's not as rampant, not just yet anyway. still, he pushes into her and it's like she feels it all over, every bit of contact amplified again ]

I would love to keep you here all day. Lots of time for lots of marks. And lots of fingerpainting.

Fingerpainting. Tonguepainting. Other things painting.

[He moved so he could bury his nose in against her neck and her hair, taking in a deep breath with her scent being pulled way down into his lungs. It was funny, because he knew he wasn't any kind of wereanimal, but whatever was in that honey was making her smell... more to him right now. Probably pheromones or something.]

We're going to have to regulate that stuff.

Chyeah, no kidding.

[ no kidding. just the feel of his breath on her neck was making her dizzy, and okay, normally she gets a little loopyhappy when Stiles is holding on tight and making her feel something that was way more than just simply wanted, but this was different. this was an actual desire, a need, to feel kept. still, she can't resist- ]

-- Are you smelling me, Freckles?

Yes.

[It comes out in a gruff growl, teeth catching at her ear as he keeps thrusting. She might have come already, but he wasn't anywhere near it, even if his body was telling him that this all felt way too good to be real.]

Oh, okay.

[ more of that surprise because oh, okay, he can growl at her anytime he wants, that's so fine. so fine by her. her hand turns in the ring of the cuff, just to switch it up, using her grip on it to gain a little leverage, move with him a little more. some part of her was expecting something a little more frantic here, what with the honey doing what it was doing, but this is even better, this is dirtier, it's messy and slow and hard and Stiles just growled in her ear, so she can't really complain. ]

[The next sound she'll hear is a panting moan, pleasure skipping through him like a stone over a pond. He's not coming, not yet, but these twitchy little ripples are flickering through him and making it hard to think of anything else at the moment.]

Fuck...

[Yeah, he said it.]

God, you smell so good. I want to lick you all over. I want to clean you up and get you dirty all over again.

No, no cleaning up. I love this, look at us. We look so good in gold.

[ apparently her honey is starting to wear off, because it's getting easier to control her mouth again, make more sense than just mumbling and groaning from every little bit of contact. she's been talking this whole time, sure, but now she actually has it in her to think about what she's saying before she says it, even as he keeps fucking into her in a way that's just as needy as it is filthy. ]

But you can lick me wherever you want.

You look good in gold. You look good in everything. And in nothing. I like you in nothing. Nothing's good. I like you all sweaty and naked.

[Still pushing up into her, the pleasure rising until his face flushed, body flushing, everything feeling hot as he wound an arm around her and started to move more quickly.]

God, I would lick you everywhere.

[ her body bows towards his with the guidance of his arm under her, eyes sliding shut because maybe she loves hearing him say that stuff right next to her ear, the way his voice turns into this low thrum that makes her feel hot all over. and the faster pace is getting her really riled again, more than just the excited pleasure of him fucking her after she already came, so she turns her face towards his a bit more, kissing whatever part of him she can get her mouth on. his shoulder, his ear, his hair. ]

You're rambling. You're the only person that's absolutely sexy when they ramble.

You always make me want to ramble. I want to talk and tell you everything. I want to tell you how beautiful you are and how much I think of you all day every day. How good you smell when you come up behind me and hug me and how much I love the way your nose scrunches when you laugh. And good god, how fucking amazing you feel when we're like this, all hot and wet and tight, like I'm supposed to be as far in you as I can get and I just want to live like this, fucking you all day, but we have to stop some time but I never want to...

[He was getting close, then, body moving harder, hips grinding into hers when he thrust, trying to get deeper still.]

Stiles.

[ she huffs a laugh, making a little frustrated growly sound against his shoulder before she bites him there. she almost forgets about the handcuff, for a second, grip loosening on the chain, but then she feels her hand get tugged and it snaps her out of it. though it's.. not in an entirely bad way. ]

And I never want you to. A girl could get addicted to this, I'm pretty sure. Spending hours and hours getting complimented and ravished by the gorgeous boy she's in love with, topping off her fingerpaintings along his body with a little of that honey? [ wait what was that, in whatnow-? ] Just so they can go again and again and again-

[He likes the bite, growling against her ear again as he pressed up harder, moving just a little faster as he pushes closer to that brink of his orgasm.]

More of that honey. Put it on you down there again so I can lick you clean. Lick it off your breasts, god I love your breasts. Taste it on your tongue... Want to eat you.

You can't eat me, that would be- awfully painful. [ it's hard being clever when he's pushing into her faster, not quite aggressive, but almost there, just a few shades away. she wants to be clinging to him more, which is clear by the sound of the cuff knocking against where it's hooked around the bed frame, byt she can't so she whines and whimpers, biting him again ] You like that? I don't want to eat you but I'll nibble on you all night. Leave marks behind so everybody knows how you drive me crazy.

Eat you out. All day. Until your legs shook.

[It was the honey and just the fact that he liked the idea of them being ridiculously stupid and crazy over each other. If she wanted to mark him, he'd let her. Anywhere.]

I think they already know. I stare at you all day at work. Want to drag you into the back all the time...

[ there's a sound that resembles something like ahaammuh-huh with that correction, because she's not sure her little oracle mind could take that. all day. maybe. even if he's exaggerating, it still makes her feel crazy turned on, just because he said it. ]

You wouldn't even have to ask, I'd love that. [ she turns her head so she can bite at his neck this time, sucking on the spot. not long enough to leave a mark that'll last, but his skin blushes red and hot, so she licks over it slowly, an apology. but not really. ] Only I don't think you'd be able to keep quiet. You like running your mouth too much. [ yeah obviously right now is the best time to tease Stiles, like he's the only one out of the two of them that gets mouthy when they're turned on ]

You'd be the one that gets us caught. I'd put you up on the freezer lay you down so I could eat you out until you screamed. Until you had to.

[Close, he kept squeezing into her, body pressing down before bouncing back up and coming back even harder. It was at the end of one of those that his orgasm caught him, making him thrust in and stay inside her, quivering and shaking as he bit at her shoulder, moaning loudly and twitching as he came.]

Fuck, Stiles.

[ dirty mouth, dirty words. dirty grind of his body against hers. she's about to retort with something about how maybe she wouldn't let him get her that riled, not at work, that she'd turn the tables somehow, but she feels that stutter in his movements, and she moans a bit with him, because hey, it's really hot knowing he's getting off, okay. even though-

he's getting off and he definitely wasn't wearing a condom.

that was a first for them.

she's not feeling too panicked, not after the initial "oh!" factor of it, but her toes kind of curl and oh. oh, maybe it's the remains of that honey talking, but she's actually really fine with it. her free hand is scratching through his hair, a slow drag, her body relaxing under his ]

[His brain wasn't even close to piecing that together yet. Not yet. Soon, maybe. But right now, he was just slowly sort of rocking against her, cock emptying itself inside her and his mouth dragging sloppy kisses over her shoulder, kissing the red ring of his teeth left there, kissing up to her lips and mumbling things that might have been words if his tongue would work properly.]

[ she hums happily into those kisses, returning his little sounds with sounds of her own, her tongue licking the taste of honey and pineapple out of his mouth. honey and pineapple and her. ] Love you. [ totally spoken against his mouth, but she has to say it, she has to. her brain's a skipping record right now and that's all she can think about - I love you, I love you, I love you ]

L've oo.

[Hey, look, almost English. He's kissing her back, though, body able to do that much, hand lifting to brush her hair back and just kiss her senseless. He loves the way her mouth fits with his and how their tongues do that windy slidy thing.]

[ aw. she's a little bit endeared by his almost-english, and definitely into continuing to kiss him, too. only- ] Hey, um. Not to harsh the afterglow, but- key, please? [ she's still kissing him, though, so it's obvious he can take his time with that. ]

[Oh, right. Key. He started to move over her, rolling to the side and reaching down instinctively to make sure the condom came with him--

Oh. Shit.]

Uh...

[He looked over at her, hand holding his very naked dick as he lay on his side, looking down her body to between her legs.]

We didn't...

I know.

[ she's blushing, a little bit, once he moves off of her, because man he is literally covered in gold and there's no pattern or anything to it, just- smudged gold paint all down his front. but also yeah, his tone and that look and the direction of his gaze, that's what makes her really blush. ]

But it's okay, isn't it? I mean, it's a- it's kind of wow, but it's not anything to worry about. Right?

I-- I don't think so? I mean, they've said that we can't get pregnant... I mean, that travelers can't, which would be you, because I-- uh... yeah. I just, ah, wasn't meaning to...

[He looked over at the tin of honey still on the bedside table, half gone.]

That stuff is really, really potent.

[And then he saw her hand still cuffed to the bed and sat up to reach down for the tangled ball of his jeans and underwear near his feet, trying to find where his pocket was so he could get the key out.]

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