Ah, always point the finger on the woman for seduction, hm? I see how it is. I'll take the blame. You poor man, how could you have ever resisted me? [she's teasing, the smile can be heard in her voice since he can't see it. she'll forever hold her stance he had done the seducing first and maybe one day, this will be an inside joke between them. they'll have stories to look back on and things to joke about. they'll still be together in a year, two. it's her fantasy.
but she knows better than to get her hopes up. better to not put all of her eggs into this basket.] And you're being too generous. This is more of a 4x2.
[her legs stretch out in front of her and him, her foot putting itself on the faucet, even those nails nicely maintained and painted. this was not comfortable for two adults but hot water and good company was always priceless. worth the cramped limbs but stretching out had helped. her eyes closed and letting the music fill in the brief silence between them, she sits up so she can rest her head on his shoulder.]
( maybe he had done that at first, saying that if she was disappointed in him, she only had herself to blame for approaching him. yet his tone is just as playful as hers, as if they had done this song and dances for ages.
they hadn't quite dated long enough to truly create those inside jokes and cues, sharing a secret world together but they were slowly getting there. truly it seemed like nothing could stand in the way of their budding happiness. at least that wasn't a thought he humored, especially when things seemed to be improving for him, despite a blip or two [such as the parking ticket].
as she stretched out, he adjusted himself to give her space before he began to relax a bit. she wanted to pleasure him but it quite tricky in this tub, and even he was starting to get cramped up, so he decided to take her up on her offer. )
Yes please...your soapy hands all over my body, go wild for your lover boy.
[Maria presses a kiss to his shoulder, her smile pressed there as well. she didn't know she could be so lucky to find Adam. that they had grown so close so quickly and yet it felt comfortable. she was lucky. one day they might have a whole world of their own that only they knew. words and memories meaning the so many things to them.
she reaches for the soap and starts to lather it up in her hands.] If you say I'm trying to seduce you again then I'll have to reconsider this whole night and how it's going. [her hands go to his back and starts to wash him there. while this isn't the best way to get him clean, it wasn't really about that. it was about touching him and being close. comforting him.]
( his hands rose up from the water in defense, as a small chuckle followed his movements. truly this was probably the happiest moment in his life if he thought about it. it was sad and pathetic really, but it was enough motivation to keep him going. to help him understand that there were things worth living for and keeping hope for. even if there were bumps in the road here and there.
as she continued cleaning him, he closed his eyes and leaned his head to the side, hands returning to rest on her legs. each hand gently remained over her thighs, fingers gently squeezing her from under the water. )
Your skin is so soft....ah I'm starting to wonder what else is...
[but she's not complaining. she washed the soap off of his body and wraps her arms around him, leaning against him with a press of her lips against the back of his neck.]
Want me to wash your hair? Since we're doing the whole bath experience here, lover boy. Feels nice, too. [her nails go into his hair, scratching along the scalp. she doesn't mind dragging out the experience, letting this moment go on for as much as possible. it feels like one they should enjoy and one they will look back on later and wishing it did go on longer.]
dw please let me see my icons almost picked one of him screaming lmao
( with as fast as she moved, it left him very little time to defend himself or even gauge that she was done washing his body. all he could feel was the warmth of her arms wrapping around him, sending chills down his spine at the pleasurable sensation. the kiss only sealed in just how excited and hard he still remained, cock eager in anticipation for what was to come.
for now though he behaved, letting his head roll back as soon as her fingers clawed along the skin of his scalp. a soft moan escaped him and as the album began to reach its final song, he finally spoke up. )
I bet with those hands it will feel like a luxury salon experience, but uh...don't drag it out too long. I think we're both starting to prune a bit.
( subtle, coy is all he could be when trying to hint at her that he was starting to get far too excited for sex with her. )
personally I think it would have been best to have him screaming
[reaching for the shampoo, she laughs.] That's your concern, hm? Pruny fingers? [she lathers it into his hair, nails still scratching along his scalp. really, she had offered it for the fact it would feel good more than anything else. and that is what this had been all about. making him feel good, relaxed.
though with the way this has been dragging out, Maria can admit she is more than happy to not take too long on this. but she doesn't rush it. she still makes sure he gets the whole experience. even though, by now, the water is cooling down. the music is off. the moment had been nice but it's time for things to move on from here. and she can't deny she isn't beginning to feel impatient.]
Close your eyes.
[shampoo in his eyes is not sexy and so she warns him before she's washing the soap out. though she doesn't think that would do much to make him soft. but they don't need anything getting in the way. this had been waiting for weeks and now that them getting intimate is before them, she finds herself impatient for it as well.
once the water runs clear, she holds him close. with the chilled water and air, her nipples are hard against his back.] To the bedroom?
( with a more dragged out tone of voice, he teased her a bit before he did as he was told. his eyes closed gently, darkness filling his vision and for the first time in what felt like ages he was actually truly at peace. the sensation of her nails dragging across his skin sent his mind to places his body would soon reflect. it was truly difficult for him to not unwind and relax in the new silence as his lover washed his hair for him.
it never truly dawned on him that he would ever get this lucky. where other people thought and dreamed about their 'one', he would simply scoff at the idea much like he did to thoughts of 'world peace' and other uplifting goals humanity shared.
yet he didn't shy from it, as she washed the soup out, he leaned into her touch and had a smile on his face; rare and few in between. he truly felt so elated from the whole experience that when the shampoo was finally washed out of his hair, he didn't realize she was speaking to him. )
Huh—
( then he felt it, her breasts pressed against his back and his face was flushed red at the sensitive buds pressing into him. )
Yeah, let's uh....get out of the tub now.
( little did he know that such a simple task like this would be fucked up by him. )
[he seems frozen in his spot and she smiles. he's cute. something she'll never call him to his face but she thinks it all the same. he might consider himself lucky but she considers herself blessed as well. relationships never turned out right and while they had not put any titles on this thing of theirs, she knew it was something. more than anything she'd ever had before. he worshipped her practically and she'd accept everything about him for it. negatives and all. he did the same for her after all.
she presses a kiss to his shoulder and gets out before him. awkward positioning but seriously, she's freezing at this point. always the worst part of a bath. Maria considers getting a towel, just to dry off and not track water everywhere, but she doubts Adam would really think about that. it's sexier to have her walking around with nothing covering her.
she looks over her shoulder at him and smiles.] Come warm me up. It's so cold.
[she turns to start walking away, a sway to her hips and not at all knowing what was about to happen next.]
( it truly was such a blessing to find someone who could put up with all aspects of him— the open-mindedness and the apathetic rage that fueled his very core. he had nothing to offer and yet it was more than enough for her and it pushed him to want to be better. with what felt like love swelling and filling up his mind, he watched her as she rose up and strutted off before him, eyes focused on the way her hips swayed and the water droplets trickled down her skin.
she was far too beautiful, and it was wasted on the pole in his mind. she should have been a model, an idle thought that filled his mind as he smiled and stood up. his fingers and toes were pruned now, feeling a bit numb as the water dropped off of him. she turned to look at him at all, it was clear he was very excited.
unfortunately for him, as he began to step out, he banged his foot against the edge of the tub and came crashing down onto the floor before him, ripping the shower curtain in the process. he managed to land mostly on his right thigh and hand, but clearly it hurt. )
Ah son of a bitch-
( he managed to groan before rolling over as much as he could, leaving the floor beneath him a soaked and watery mess. )
[Maria would have laughed if she knew what he thought of her. she knew she was attractive, she'd had enough men offer her gifts in exchange for sex. some had told her she could be a model. when she was younger, she'd believed it. but when she got older, the line became overused and preferred to suck them off to get them to be quiet. but from Adam, it would feel like a compliment.
she's excited to continue their night in the bedroom until she hears him fall and immediately she turns around fearing the worst.]
Adam?! [she runs back to him and is clearly worried, horror painting her features.] Oh my--Honey, are you okay? [she is kneeling down and trying to see if he's seriously hurt. more afraid of that than any other feeling.]
( there's an instinct in him to immediately yell out and tell her to just leave him, refusing to be seen in such an embarrassing manner. however that reflex, the instinct to push her away was far from him now. she had see so much of him, his lackluster attitude towards his work, his passion for actually developing the photos, his rage, his humor, and how he felt about things. all he could truly focus on now was the pain and that was the strange freedom maria gave him.
to actually focus on what happened and not how to prevent someone from seeing it. )
Shit thankfully my dick didn't pop off-
( he managed to say as he rolled over more and sat up. his skin was red now from the impact, no blood or fractures, but it was clear based off the pain he would have a huge bruise on his thigh by tomorrow. )
This just proves...I need to find a new fucking place to live.
[she chuckles despite herself. he's funny and despite what a man might think, making a girl laugh can be a huge turn-on. one of the things she liked about Adam was that he could always make her smile.
while she's still worried, she can see he isn't seriously hurt and that is what matters.]
If you can joke then I guess you'll live to see another day. [she kisses him and smiles, stroking his cheek.] Do you think you can stand? Might as well lie down on the bed. This cold, hard floor won't do you any favors.
[not that his bed was that much better but it wasn't a bathroom and they could at least get under the blankets. she's not sure if the mood is ruined, she could certainly still sleep with him tonight, but it matters on him. who knows how he feels physically after that? if they just cuddle and kiss, she would still be happy.]
My tongue would have to be ripped out of my skull for me not to make a joke or two.
( considering his penchant for making dry witty jokes at the worst possible times, he could be at death's door and he would still find some way to comment on it- as sarcastic and as snarky as possible.
there's little of that though as soon as she kissed him and gave him affection. there was no embarrassment or shyness about his perceived fumbling. no instead he began to rise up as slowly as possible, droplet of water sliding down his skin without a hint of blood. so far so good. )
Yeah I got it, let's go.
( he will however lean on her just a bit as he shuffled out of the bathroom and into his bedroom, connected conveniently. )
[she's there for him. he can lean on her all he wants and she'd let it happen. by now, she can't think of a single thing she wouldn't give to this man. he had come to mean so much to her in such a short time and it wasn't unlike her. for feelings to grow so quickly and passionately. but this time they were returned and so Maria knew she was falling for him.
she didn't know if tonight was the night to discuss that, though. another time.
Maria helps him to the bed and once he's seated, she's besides him and wrapping her arms around him.] What do you want? Let me take care of you. [and she meant that in so many different ways. Maria wasn't sure if he still wanted to sleep with her after hurting himself and if he didn't then it was fine. but she still wanted this night with him. even if they just held each other or talked or kissed.]
( it was still hard for him to accept that someone could actually come around to care for him, faults and all. his last girlfriend had left him for being too angry despite how angry she herself was—
yet as they made their way to the bed, the soft sheets soaking up the wetness that remained on him, he reached out for a towel by the bed and began to dry himself off. her sweet words only made the sting of his injury hurt less and less, and his ego was slowly recovering from that fumble.
it was only when she said those words, 'let me take care of you' that he finally turned to face her fully, eyes soft as he looked into her own. )
Well if you aren't completely turned off....I'd like to take you up on that offer from before.
( his voice is equally soft, playful almost as he began to focus on her lips a hunger swelling within him. she truly was beautiful and this moment was enough for him. )
You almost breaking your hip didn't do a thing, babe. If you had broken your hip? Then yeah, might need to take a raincheck.
[she could joke, too. she usually did though she couldn't always keep up with how quickly he had a comeback. Adam was witty. she wondered if he even knew that? something to tell him later, she guessed.
she sees his eyes on her lips and she smiles, hand rubbing at his shoulder.] Consider the offer always on the table. But I did offer you a lot and you said all of the above. So which one first? My hands, my mouth, or...? [she adjusts herself so they can face each other better and she takes his hand, putting it on her stomach and dragging it lower.]
I'm not picky as long as I'm having you. [and from the lust thick in her voice, it is obvious she means that.]
I'd be more concerned if something as weak as that fall broke my hip—
( there was absolutely nothing more arousing for him than someone who could match him in terms of humor, and while he didn't view his sarcasm as a gift, he was more than happy to rile her up anytime with his corny little jokes and quips.
what was more pressing at the moment was just how soft her touch was against his shoulder, nearly drawing away the pain he had felt from before. truly there was no better way to arouse him and make him forget about the worries in his life than to be given such creature comforts. )
I can't say no to a good old fashion hand job you know? But....I'd like for you to sit on my face at some point. You know, as one does...
( he could be selfish too, but really seeing her on that pole, the way she straddled it against her thighs truly gave him ideas. )
As one does. [she repeats, a little amused. though she can't deny she isn't aroused by the idea that one of the first things he asks for is something like that. something that doesn't involve his own cock.
she wraps her arms around him and starts to kiss his neck.]
Is that what you want first, though? My thighs wrapped around you, your tongue deep in me? [she squirms just slightly, definitely turned on by the idea. her teeth playfully scrape along his neck and she smirks.]
( there's very little time for him to say anything more, to come up with a humorous quip in between because soon enough his body is flushed with anticipation and arousal from her kisses and affection. it doesn't take his body very long to catch up with his mind though because soon his own hands are firmly gripping her waist and his own neck is stretching back to guide her kissing along.
it takes everything in him not to just throw her down and have his way with her, more just a result of this being the true first moment they've been this close, but with her words his enthusiasm tempers a bit. )
Fuck yes....
( he moaned gently, eyes closing tightly as his head rolled back a bit at such an arousing image. there's a vast difference between reality and fantasy, but even he had to admit that hearing her say that in such an alluring tone was far too exhilarating. )
I want to eat you out so good so you can suck my cock with such enthusiasm later...I kept imagining it too. Seeing you on the pole, your thighs against it...wishing that was me instead.
( he hadn't been as verbal about his desires, focusing more on his luck surrounding their whole encounter but he was a man in the end. even he couldn't hold back anymore. )
[things naturally had never turned intimate. they'd kissed and Maria had felt content. there had been times where she wondered when things would get heavier. when clothes would come off and they'd truly connect. but never had Maria felt impatient for it.
now? now Maria couldn't understand how she hadn't felt that draw. all she can think about is how out of all the times they'd kissed and how things could have gone. how she could have known what Adam's body would have felt like much sooner.
there is a shiver at his touch and she moves into his lap, mindful of his hip. she kisses him, moan muffled between their lips and she holds onto him tightly. with the way she kisses him, there's no denying she liked his ideas. Maria didn't think she cared how she got him as long as she had him. the passion in which she kisses him is heavy and the kiss is as if she's trying to have as much of him as possible. it doesn't have the finesse her kisses usually do and she's already needing air far too quickly.]
Fuck. I want your mouth on me...[she's pushing him down on the bed, her hand on his chest with her pink nails splayed there. he'd wanted her in control and she could do that.] I'll make every single one of your fantasies come true. [she moves her hips closer to his face and then plants each knee on the side of his face. he'd said he wanted her on his face and she'd give that to him. she was so wet, so turned on, and she wanted it just as badly.] Be a good boy and eat me out.
( with the pain slowly fading away, a new pain began to settle into him as his teeth sank down onto his lower lip. his eyes were fixated on her, lulled and set into a trance over just how beautiful she looked sitting on his lap. as she straddled him and teased his ever present erection, he tilted his head up to kiss her, a soft moan escaping him. it was far too difficult to keep any kind of composure now, especially when her hands trailed against his body and held him so tightly—
the build up of past make-out sessions slowly culminating to this tense-filled moment. )
Your wish is my command—
( one last quip before his fate was truly sealed in now. with her moving fast and touching him in all the ways he could only dream about, soon she was moving to plant her soft and delectable folds right where he wanted them. he wasn't quick to move though, instead taking the time to view her fully and memorize every curve, outline, freckle and even her heavy scent of arousal.
finally when he felt satisfied, he nodded at her commanding words and reached out with his hands to spread apart her labia and stroke his tongue against her entrance, slowly trailing it up until the tip of his tongue reached her clit. it was there that he finally flexed that muscle, to fully envelope her delicate bud as if it were the only meal he had that day. )
[rarely was Maria quiet during sex. perhaps she was never loud but there was always some noise. be it her gasping or humming in delight. she was already panting as she waited for him to make his move and she wants him so badly she could cry in frustration from it.
by the time he actually does taste her, a long, quiet whine is tumbling from her lips. for her, it's been a long time since she's had anything. just her hand and toy. fantasies of what she could have with Adam on her mind even if she wasn't sure when it happened. but she's always needed someone else's touch to really bring her there. it could be a few days and she would feel touch starved. exes had called her clingy and Maria thought they had a point. she wanted sex constantly, not just because of the pleasure but for the intimacy. it was always what she was after. and so she's desperate for it now.
when he really gives her what she desires, she cries out. loudly. the kind of cry someone would tell you to shush. but Adam's mouth is busy. Maria's thighs do squeeze him and she grinds into him expertly. she knows what she's doing, knows how to move so she's not causing him another injury.]
( ever so hopeless and unsure of his own abilities [despite having experience with other women], he can't help but wonder if what he's doing is good....pleasurable about all else. it was when her sweet, soft whine came out and filled his ears that he felt further inspired to put in as much effort as he could into this. the taste of her was exhilarating, dulling out whatever remaining nicotine remained on his tongue from before and filling his mind and body with endless arousal.
his eyes closed briefly, taking in a deep breath before he flattened his tongue and then flexed it to a point to press up against her clint ever so diligently. it didn't take him long to fall into a trance, repetitively flicking his tongue carefully to tease and arouse her, moaning in between each delicious slurp of her wetness.
it was only when she began to close in on his face with her thighs that he let out a loud groaning sound from under her, his face becoming flush red from the excitement of this all. he was less eager about suggesting sex, afraid he would ruin what he had with maria by seeming way too eager, way too demanding and yet―
here he was, demanding every ounce of pleasure he could draw from her in such a greedy and selfish way. )
[this may just be one of her favorite things to do with Adam now, she thinks. she really could just keep him there, feeling his tongue on her, in her...damn maybe she should get a leash, she thinks. treat him just like that.
but Adam had never been very demanding. really, he wasn't meek himself but when it came to her, it felt like he hovered. not quite sure what he should do with her until she guided him. even simple kisses had felt like it would take ages for him to grow accustomed to.
but now? now Adam was in charge of this moment. it may have been her on top of his face, not really giving him any other choice but to pleasure her, but his onslaught was relentless. she was getting wetter and wetter, knowing she must have been making a mess. but Adam doesn't seem to mind. he's so eager.
she moans and it evolves into a laugh.] Mm, Adam, we waited too long. I could keep you right there forever, ah...
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but she knows better than to get her hopes up. better to not put all of her eggs into this basket.] And you're being too generous. This is more of a 4x2.
[her legs stretch out in front of her and him, her foot putting itself on the faucet, even those nails nicely maintained and painted. this was not comfortable for two adults but hot water and good company was always priceless. worth the cramped limbs but stretching out had helped. her eyes closed and letting the music fill in the brief silence between them, she sits up so she can rest her head on his shoulder.]
Want me to wash you off?
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( maybe he had done that at first, saying that if she was disappointed in him, she only had herself to blame for approaching him. yet his tone is just as playful as hers, as if they had done this song and dances for ages.
they hadn't quite dated long enough to truly create those inside jokes and cues, sharing a secret world together but they were slowly getting there. truly it seemed like nothing could stand in the way of their budding happiness. at least that wasn't a thought he humored, especially when things seemed to be improving for him, despite a blip or two [such as the parking ticket].
as she stretched out, he adjusted himself to give her space before he began to relax a bit. she wanted to pleasure him but it quite tricky in this tub, and even he was starting to get cramped up, so he decided to take her up on her offer. )
Yes please...your soapy hands all over my body, go wild for your lover boy.
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she reaches for the soap and starts to lather it up in her hands.] If you say I'm trying to seduce you again then I'll have to reconsider this whole night and how it's going. [her hands go to his back and starts to wash him there. while this isn't the best way to get him clean, it wasn't really about that. it was about touching him and being close. comforting him.]
A girl can only take so many accusations.
[she moves to his front, washing him there.]
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( his hands rose up from the water in defense, as a small chuckle followed his movements. truly this was probably the happiest moment in his life if he thought about it. it was sad and pathetic really, but it was enough motivation to keep him going. to help him understand that there were things worth living for and keeping hope for. even if there were bumps in the road here and there.
as she continued cleaning him, he closed his eyes and leaned his head to the side, hands returning to rest on her legs. each hand gently remained over her thighs, fingers gently squeezing her from under the water. )
Your skin is so soft....ah I'm starting to wonder what else is...
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[but she's not complaining. she washed the soap off of his body and wraps her arms around him, leaning against him with a press of her lips against the back of his neck.]
Want me to wash your hair? Since we're doing the whole bath experience here, lover boy. Feels nice, too. [her nails go into his hair, scratching along the scalp. she doesn't mind dragging out the experience, letting this moment go on for as much as possible. it feels like one they should enjoy and one they will look back on later and wishing it did go on longer.]
dw please let me see my icons almost picked one of him screaming lmao
for now though he behaved, letting his head roll back as soon as her fingers clawed along the skin of his scalp. a soft moan escaped him and as the album began to reach its final song, he finally spoke up. )
I bet with those hands it will feel like a luxury salon experience, but uh...don't drag it out too long. I think we're both starting to prune a bit.
( subtle, coy is all he could be when trying to hint at her that he was starting to get far too excited for sex with her. )
personally I think it would have been best to have him screaming
though with the way this has been dragging out, Maria can admit she is more than happy to not take too long on this. but she doesn't rush it. she still makes sure he gets the whole experience. even though, by now, the water is cooling down. the music is off. the moment had been nice but it's time for things to move on from here. and she can't deny she isn't beginning to feel impatient.]
Close your eyes.
[shampoo in his eyes is not sexy and so she warns him before she's washing the soap out. though she doesn't think that would do much to make him soft. but they don't need anything getting in the way. this had been waiting for weeks and now that them getting intimate is before them, she finds herself impatient for it as well.
once the water runs clear, she holds him close. with the chilled water and air, her nipples are hard against his back.] To the bedroom?
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( with a more dragged out tone of voice, he teased her a bit before he did as he was told. his eyes closed gently, darkness filling his vision and for the first time in what felt like ages he was actually truly at peace. the sensation of her nails dragging across his skin sent his mind to places his body would soon reflect. it was truly difficult for him to not unwind and relax in the new silence as his lover washed his hair for him.
it never truly dawned on him that he would ever get this lucky. where other people thought and dreamed about their 'one', he would simply scoff at the idea much like he did to thoughts of 'world peace' and other uplifting goals humanity shared.
yet he didn't shy from it, as she washed the soup out, he leaned into her touch and had a smile on his face; rare and few in between. he truly felt so elated from the whole experience that when the shampoo was finally washed out of his hair, he didn't realize she was speaking to him. )
Huh—
( then he felt it, her breasts pressed against his back and his face was flushed red at the sensitive buds pressing into him. )
Yeah, let's uh....get out of the tub now.
( little did he know that such a simple task like this would be fucked up by him. )
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she presses a kiss to his shoulder and gets out before him. awkward positioning but seriously, she's freezing at this point. always the worst part of a bath. Maria considers getting a towel, just to dry off and not track water everywhere, but she doubts Adam would really think about that. it's sexier to have her walking around with nothing covering her.
she looks over her shoulder at him and smiles.] Come warm me up. It's so cold.
[she turns to start walking away, a sway to her hips and not at all knowing what was about to happen next.]
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she was far too beautiful, and it was wasted on the pole in his mind. she should have been a model, an idle thought that filled his mind as he smiled and stood up. his fingers and toes were pruned now, feeling a bit numb as the water dropped off of him. she turned to look at him at all, it was clear he was very excited.
unfortunately for him, as he began to step out, he banged his foot against the edge of the tub and came crashing down onto the floor before him, ripping the shower curtain in the process. he managed to land mostly on his right thigh and hand, but clearly it hurt. )
Ah son of a bitch-
( he managed to groan before rolling over as much as he could, leaving the floor beneath him a soaked and watery mess. )
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she's excited to continue their night in the bedroom until she hears him fall and immediately she turns around fearing the worst.]
Adam?! [she runs back to him and is clearly worried, horror painting her features.] Oh my--Honey, are you okay? [she is kneeling down and trying to see if he's seriously hurt. more afraid of that than any other feeling.]
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to actually focus on what happened and not how to prevent someone from seeing it. )
Shit thankfully my dick didn't pop off-
( he managed to say as he rolled over more and sat up. his skin was red now from the impact, no blood or fractures, but it was clear based off the pain he would have a huge bruise on his thigh by tomorrow. )
This just proves...I need to find a new fucking place to live.
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while she's still worried, she can see he isn't seriously hurt and that is what matters.]
If you can joke then I guess you'll live to see another day. [she kisses him and smiles, stroking his cheek.] Do you think you can stand? Might as well lie down on the bed. This cold, hard floor won't do you any favors.
[not that his bed was that much better but it wasn't a bathroom and they could at least get under the blankets. she's not sure if the mood is ruined, she could certainly still sleep with him tonight, but it matters on him. who knows how he feels physically after that? if they just cuddle and kiss, she would still be happy.]
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( considering his penchant for making dry witty jokes at the worst possible times, he could be at death's door and he would still find some way to comment on it- as sarcastic and as snarky as possible.
there's little of that though as soon as she kissed him and gave him affection. there was no embarrassment or shyness about his perceived fumbling. no instead he began to rise up as slowly as possible, droplet of water sliding down his skin without a hint of blood. so far so good. )
Yeah I got it, let's go.
( he will however lean on her just a bit as he shuffled out of the bathroom and into his bedroom, connected conveniently. )
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she didn't know if tonight was the night to discuss that, though. another time.
Maria helps him to the bed and once he's seated, she's besides him and wrapping her arms around him.] What do you want? Let me take care of you. [and she meant that in so many different ways. Maria wasn't sure if he still wanted to sleep with her after hurting himself and if he didn't then it was fine. but she still wanted this night with him. even if they just held each other or talked or kissed.]
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yet as they made their way to the bed, the soft sheets soaking up the wetness that remained on him, he reached out for a towel by the bed and began to dry himself off. her sweet words only made the sting of his injury hurt less and less, and his ego was slowly recovering from that fumble.
it was only when she said those words, 'let me take care of you' that he finally turned to face her fully, eyes soft as he looked into her own. )
Well if you aren't completely turned off....I'd like to take you up on that offer from before.
( his voice is equally soft, playful almost as he began to focus on her lips a hunger swelling within him. she truly was beautiful and this moment was enough for him. )
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[she could joke, too. she usually did though she couldn't always keep up with how quickly he had a comeback. Adam was witty. she wondered if he even knew that? something to tell him later, she guessed.
she sees his eyes on her lips and she smiles, hand rubbing at his shoulder.] Consider the offer always on the table. But I did offer you a lot and you said all of the above. So which one first? My hands, my mouth, or...? [she adjusts herself so they can face each other better and she takes his hand, putting it on her stomach and dragging it lower.]
I'm not picky as long as I'm having you. [and from the lust thick in her voice, it is obvious she means that.]
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( there was absolutely nothing more arousing for him than someone who could match him in terms of humor, and while he didn't view his sarcasm as a gift, he was more than happy to rile her up anytime with his corny little jokes and quips.
what was more pressing at the moment was just how soft her touch was against his shoulder, nearly drawing away the pain he had felt from before. truly there was no better way to arouse him and make him forget about the worries in his life than to be given such creature comforts. )
I can't say no to a good old fashion hand job you know? But....I'd like for you to sit on my face at some point. You know, as one does...
( he could be selfish too, but really seeing her on that pole, the way she straddled it against her thighs truly gave him ideas. )
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she wraps her arms around him and starts to kiss his neck.]
Is that what you want first, though? My thighs wrapped around you, your tongue deep in me? [she squirms just slightly, definitely turned on by the idea. her teeth playfully scrape along his neck and she smirks.]
That turns me on. Imagining that.
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it takes everything in him not to just throw her down and have his way with her, more just a result of this being the true first moment they've been this close, but with her words his enthusiasm tempers a bit. )
Fuck yes....
( he moaned gently, eyes closing tightly as his head rolled back a bit at such an arousing image. there's a vast difference between reality and fantasy, but even he had to admit that hearing her say that in such an alluring tone was far too exhilarating. )
I want to eat you out so good so you can suck my cock with such enthusiasm later...I kept imagining it too. Seeing you on the pole, your thighs against it...wishing that was me instead.
( he hadn't been as verbal about his desires, focusing more on his luck surrounding their whole encounter but he was a man in the end. even he couldn't hold back anymore. )
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now? now Maria couldn't understand how she hadn't felt that draw. all she can think about is how out of all the times they'd kissed and how things could have gone. how she could have known what Adam's body would have felt like much sooner.
there is a shiver at his touch and she moves into his lap, mindful of his hip. she kisses him, moan muffled between their lips and she holds onto him tightly. with the way she kisses him, there's no denying she liked his ideas. Maria didn't think she cared how she got him as long as she had him. the passion in which she kisses him is heavy and the kiss is as if she's trying to have as much of him as possible. it doesn't have the finesse her kisses usually do and she's already needing air far too quickly.]
Fuck. I want your mouth on me...[she's pushing him down on the bed, her hand on his chest with her pink nails splayed there. he'd wanted her in control and she could do that.] I'll make every single one of your fantasies come true. [she moves her hips closer to his face and then plants each knee on the side of his face. he'd said he wanted her on his face and she'd give that to him. she was so wet, so turned on, and she wanted it just as badly.] Be a good boy and eat me out.
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the build up of past make-out sessions slowly culminating to this tense-filled moment. )
Your wish is my command—
( one last quip before his fate was truly sealed in now. with her moving fast and touching him in all the ways he could only dream about, soon she was moving to plant her soft and delectable folds right where he wanted them. he wasn't quick to move though, instead taking the time to view her fully and memorize every curve, outline, freckle and even her heavy scent of arousal.
finally when he felt satisfied, he nodded at her commanding words and reached out with his hands to spread apart her labia and stroke his tongue against her entrance, slowly trailing it up until the tip of his tongue reached her clit. it was there that he finally flexed that muscle, to fully envelope her delicate bud as if it were the only meal he had that day. )
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by the time he actually does taste her, a long, quiet whine is tumbling from her lips. for her, it's been a long time since she's had anything. just her hand and toy. fantasies of what she could have with Adam on her mind even if she wasn't sure when it happened. but she's always needed someone else's touch to really bring her there. it could be a few days and she would feel touch starved. exes had called her clingy and Maria thought they had a point. she wanted sex constantly, not just because of the pleasure but for the intimacy. it was always what she was after. and so she's desperate for it now.
when he really gives her what she desires, she cries out. loudly. the kind of cry someone would tell you to shush. but Adam's mouth is busy. Maria's thighs do squeeze him and she grinds into him expertly. she knows what she's doing, knows how to move so she's not causing him another injury.]
Fuck, babe, like that. Just like that. So good...
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his eyes closed briefly, taking in a deep breath before he flattened his tongue and then flexed it to a point to press up against her clint ever so diligently. it didn't take him long to fall into a trance, repetitively flicking his tongue carefully to tease and arouse her, moaning in between each delicious slurp of her wetness.
it was only when she began to close in on his face with her thighs that he let out a loud groaning sound from under her, his face becoming flush red from the excitement of this all. he was less eager about suggesting sex, afraid he would ruin what he had with maria by seeming way too eager, way too demanding and yet―
here he was, demanding every ounce of pleasure he could draw from her in such a greedy and selfish way. )
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but Adam had never been very demanding. really, he wasn't meek himself but when it came to her, it felt like he hovered. not quite sure what he should do with her until she guided him. even simple kisses had felt like it would take ages for him to grow accustomed to.
but now? now Adam was in charge of this moment. it may have been her on top of his face, not really giving him any other choice but to pleasure her, but his onslaught was relentless. she was getting wetter and wetter, knowing she must have been making a mess. but Adam doesn't seem to mind. he's so eager.
she moans and it evolves into a laugh.] Mm, Adam, we waited too long. I could keep you right there forever, ah...
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going to wrap this up in 1-2 tags ♥
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ending this here!