[the idea is so appealing. Maria wants it. them together all night long. she hasn't had that in a long time. for her, it was always one and done. nobody ever really took their time with her. until Adam, she didn't think she knew how lonely she really was. no matter how often she had tried to keep herself distracted from it, she had been deeply lonely. but Adam made things different.
expertly, she strokes and pumps his cock. she explores the length of it, trying to see what he likes. soft, a little firm, or maybe barely there touches that tease? Maria wants to know.]
Sounds good to me, lover boy. I'll go all night with you for as long as you can keep up with me. [she was so hungry for him. before tonight, she'd felt no rush and now? she didn't know how they had held off for so long. besides, it's been weeks since she last slept with anybody. for her, that was a dry spell.]
( there's a bit of nervousness that creeps into him as she brings up being able to keep up with her- but as soon as her grip on his cock becomes firm, all he can think about was just how good it felt to be touched. to be given any kind of positive attention really was amazing and even if they hadn't said it to each other, they both seemed to be much happier finding comfort and company in each other.
he never quite thought about it, but often when he spent hours alone trailing someone or in the dark room, loneliness was often his only company outside of his general anger. )
Gonna be a bit tricky if you keep this up.
( could he possibly get hard for her again after getting off on this first round? absolutely, but he would have to find ways to make himself last longer. yet it was hard to hold back regardless. with his cock stiffening up nicely in her grip, it twitched and throbbed against her as beads of precum began to form at the head, drifting away in the water. )
You have a mouth. Fingers. Get creative. Aren't you the artistic type? Ideas should be up your alley. [but she teases him and lets go of his cock, kissing near his ear and murmuring,] If you think we're moving too fast then I'll slow down if that's the problem.
[it isn't the problem, she knows. and she thinks he might be getting into his head a bit too much. worrying about the perfect night and how to make sure she was getting as much as he was. and it was nice of him. more thoughtful than a lot of men she'd gotten with. but this wasn't really about that, for her. she could still be satisfied no matter what. this wasn't about getting off. it was just about the experience. that's what she wanted.
even though she couldn't deny she was hungry for him. for all of him.
her fingers playfully scratch along his belly, lightly.]
Not for nothing but you were the one that put my hand on your dick.
Hard to concentrate when everything feels so good...
( she was absolutely right in her resolve to get him out of his mental blocks and push him to be a better version of himself. however with the warm water embracing them, the feel of sensual touches, and just how tantalizing this entire situation was, it was difficult to focus on being creative.
but just as quick as her affections came, she was soon gone from his cock, opting to tease his stomach. with a soft chuckle, he sat up a bit and ran his hand through his hair, a loud sigh coming from him. )
Yeah and you're the one trying to seduce me in a 4x4 bathtub. If you want me to get creative then we should probably hit the bed, after enjoying the bath.
( not to be stingy, but he did have to pay the water bill out of pocket. might as well make good use of it. )
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.
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expertly, she strokes and pumps his cock. she explores the length of it, trying to see what he likes. soft, a little firm, or maybe barely there touches that tease? Maria wants to know.]
Sounds good to me, lover boy. I'll go all night with you for as long as you can keep up with me. [she was so hungry for him. before tonight, she'd felt no rush and now? she didn't know how they had held off for so long. besides, it's been weeks since she last slept with anybody. for her, that was a dry spell.]
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he never quite thought about it, but often when he spent hours alone trailing someone or in the dark room, loneliness was often his only company outside of his general anger. )
Gonna be a bit tricky if you keep this up.
( could he possibly get hard for her again after getting off on this first round? absolutely, but he would have to find ways to make himself last longer. yet it was hard to hold back regardless. with his cock stiffening up nicely in her grip, it twitched and throbbed against her as beads of precum began to form at the head, drifting away in the water. )
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[it isn't the problem, she knows. and she thinks he might be getting into his head a bit too much. worrying about the perfect night and how to make sure she was getting as much as he was. and it was nice of him. more thoughtful than a lot of men she'd gotten with. but this wasn't really about that, for her. she could still be satisfied no matter what. this wasn't about getting off. it was just about the experience. that's what she wanted.
even though she couldn't deny she was hungry for him. for all of him.
her fingers playfully scratch along his belly, lightly.]
Not for nothing but you were the one that put my hand on your dick.
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( she was absolutely right in her resolve to get him out of his mental blocks and push him to be a better version of himself. however with the warm water embracing them, the feel of sensual touches, and just how tantalizing this entire situation was, it was difficult to focus on being creative.
but just as quick as her affections came, she was soon gone from his cock, opting to tease his stomach. with a soft chuckle, he sat up a bit and ran his hand through his hair, a loud sigh coming from him. )
Yeah and you're the one trying to seduce me in a 4x4 bathtub. If you want me to get creative then we should probably hit the bed, after enjoying the bath.
( not to be stingy, but he did have to pay the water bill out of pocket. might as well make good use of it. )
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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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going to wrap this up in 1-2 tags ♥
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ending this here!