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rainbowfic2012-11-30 12:54 am
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True Blue & Chocolate Brown /w Beads, Brush, Stain, Collage, Mural, Interactive Art, & Eraser
Authors: Kat and Nikki
Stories: In the Heart and Second Genesis
Title: Body Language
Summary: Noah and Joy's first morning after.
Rating: NC-17 (like anyone is shocked)
Word Count: 2,751
Colors: True Blue 18. Never had a friend like me (for Kat), Chocolate Brown 14. milk chocolate (for Nikki)
Supplies/Style: Novelty Beads (Kat: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jessemccartney/bodylanguage.html), Brush (cathexis: investment of mental or emotional energy in a person, object, or idea), Stain (Happiness is not achieved by the conscious pursuit of happiness; it is generally the by-product of other activities.), Collage, Mural, Interactive Art, Eraser (OT4 AU)
Noah knew what time it was before he was fully awake. He had been waking up just before daybreak since he could remember. By now, it was an automatic reflex; he hadn't had to set an alarm in years. Even with that, it took him a moment to realize how unfamiliar things felt, though unfamiliar didn't necessarily mean bad.
Joy was wrapped around him, their limbs tangled and skin hot against each other. Any idea of moving or getting up and waking her seemed unthinkable, no matter how awake he was. He was surprisingly comfortable enough that he felt like sleep would come easily again. He brushed a kiss against Joy's forehead and pulled her closer as he relaxed back against her.
She breathed softly into his shoulder for a few more minutes before she blinked sleepily and looked up at him with a soft frown that turned into a smile. “Hey.”
"Mornin'," he answered, voice low and drawl thick with sleep. "You sleep well?" He had, unsurprisingly. Noah didn't see how he could have done anything other than sleep like the dead. Joy had made sure to push his stamina to the limit the night before, not that he had been complaining.
She stretched lazily, without moving away from him, so her skin slid against his. “Wonderfully,” she said, and tucked her head back against his shoulder. “I always sleep well after excellent sex.”
He didn't argue with her, though excellent seemed like a huge understatement. He kissed her instead, rubbing his morning stubble against her cheek in the process. "I was glad to help, ma'am," he drawled with a small smile after he pulled back.
She smiled up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and her lips slightly parted. “Yes, I remember. Extra points for enthusiasm.” Joy stretched up just a bit to kiss him again, biting softly at his lip.
He hummed in approval and kissed her back firmly, rolling them so that he was lightly pressing Joy against the bed. "Enthusiasm," he muttered against her lips, sounding amused. "More like common sense."
For some reason that made her giggle, shaking under him. “I don’t know, Noah, you’d be surprised how many men don’t know where the clitoris is.”
He only murmured something about idiots before he pulled back just enough to look at her. The sun had barely started to rise and the room was just light enough to see her, hair messed and spread over the pillow, lips slightly bruised from the night before, the beginnings of a few hickies against her neck.
"Did I tell you how gorgeous you are?"
“Several times,” she said, dimpling, “but I’m willing to hear it again, especially from such a handsome man.” She curled her leg over his, wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Tell me more.”
Noah chuckled lowly, kissing down her jaw before he answered. "You're gorgeous. A ten. Nine-point-nine, if you ain't that. Wonderful and smart to back that up, to boot." He kissed her again, harder, and settled more of his weight against her. "Too perfect to be from 'round here. You'll start puttin' Georgia to shame, darlin'."
She near purred, and tugged him down to whisper in his ear. “I landed a ten last night too, just so you know. Easy. Hell, if they made elevens, baby, you’d be one for sure.” One hand crept down and began to make little circles at the small of his back.
"Not quite ten," he joked, rocking his half-hard erection against her thigh. "But thank you for the compliment." He kissed her deeply and contently rested his forehead against hers when he pulled back."It's still early. Do you want to go back to sleep?"
“Shh, I believe you when you say I’m a ten, that means you have to believe me.” She nipped playfully at his lower lip, then lifted her hips enough to brush her thigh against his erection again. “I don’t know, seems like there’s better things to do than sleep.”
"Seems like you might be right," he agreed. "And I've trusted you so far." He nibbled his way down her neck, adjusting his weight to one arm, and slid a hand up her side, over ribs and torturously close to her breast. "Anythin' you had in mind?"
“Mm,” she purred, dragging one fingertip down his chest, circling his nipples before dipping lower. “I can think of a few things. How do you feel about fucking me hard?”
He gave her a crooked grin, and kissed her again while reaching for what was left of the box of condoms on the nightstand. "You should know how I feel about that by now," he answered lowly, pressing against her, fully hard. "Lord knows you did everything you could to feel it last night."
She batted her eyelashes at him and ran her foot up his calf. “You never know. I could be insecure about my charms. That would make it your manly duty to reassure me.”
A disbelieving but amused huff was his answer to that. "You haven't been insecure about a thing," he jokingly accused, before he ducked his head to nibble down her neck. He paid special attention to the marks he left the night before. "If I remember, you were the one that kept tellin' me it was okay."
“Oh, all right, you caught me.” She gasped when he hit a particularly large mark, and arched up into him, her nails digging into his shoulders. “I’m not remotely insecure. But you should-- ah, do that again-- you should reassure me anyway.”
He chuckled lowly against her skin and kept up his barrage of bites and kisses. He shifted his weight again so he could palm and massage one of her breasts while he pushed a leg between her thighs. "Thought that's what I was doin'. Is there a problem with my performance?" he asked, almost sounding mockingly wounded.
Her hips started moving against him at that, a slow and steady rocking. “I wouldn’t worry,” she half-purred. “You feel how wet I am already?”
A shudder went down his spine. "Yeah," he answered, the playfulness gone from his voice and replaced with a low huskiness. He finally pulled a condom from the box where he had tossed it on the bed, and tore it open with his teeth when he quickly sat up to roll it on. "Any other requests than hard?" he asked, voice still rough.
She shook her head, her eyes fixed on his hands and his cock, pupils dilated. “No. Just... don’t hold back.”
He moaned harshly before he leaned over her again to capture her lips in a deep kiss. He grabbed her leg and pulled it up, taking a moment longer than he probably should have to adjust himself and slam into her. There was a moment where he couldn't move or breathe or think, but do nothing but bury his face against Joy's neck and burn the feeling of her around him into his mind.
She’d been so loud the night before it was sort of a surprise that she made hardly any noise, just squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth like she wanted to say something but couldn’t. Instead she reached up, dug her hand into his hair and clung like she couldn’t do anything else.
He breathed shakily against her skin, breathing her in, before he started to move. Despite her requests, his first few thrusts were slow and deep until he started to pick up speed with a groan. "God, Joy..."
“Harder,” she said, and suddenly one of her legs was hooked over his shoulder, the other around his waist. “Oh, God, please, harder--”
He growled out a curse as the new position let him thrust into her deeper, and he grabbed the curve of her hip with his free hand before he did what she said. He snapped their hips together, with harsh groans and curses and her name pouring from his mouth against the skin of her neck.
Joy cried out and tightened the leg around his waist, pushing her hips up and closer to him. “God, yes, just like that, just...”
"Gonna kill me, woman," he growled, his fingers on her hip tightening with every movement. "Fuck, Joy, you... Fuckin' perfect..."
“Just... like... that...” she panted, pushing back against him until her head fell back against the pillow.
Noah somehow managed to unclench his fingers and curled his arm around Joy's hips, pulling her up to meet him fully before he lost any semblance of control. His pace became erratic and faster, the sound of them and skin hitting skin and their protesting bed filling the room, and Noah bit down on Joy's shoulder to muffle his shout when he came.
Joy let out a low cry in his ear and tensed around him, before she relaxed into a boneless heap on the bed, carding her fingers through his hair.
“Well,” she said, into his ear. “That probably woke up the neighbors.”
"Been wakin' up this early all my life," he slurred, still trying to get his bearings back. "It won't kill 'em." He groaned roughly when he pulled out of her, tiny shudders going up and down his spine, and he sighed against Joy's neck. "'Sides, they can bang on the wall if they're that bothered." One of his hands snaked between them and between her legs, starting to stroke her slowly. "Not that it'll do much good."
Joy giggled, and curled a hand around the back of his neck, tugged him up to face her. “Let’s drown them out,” she whispered. “Why don’t you fuck me against the wall?”
Noah laughed softly and kissed her. "You're gonna have to give me some time," he reminded her, swiping a thumb over her clit. "I can think of somethin' to do 'til then."
“Yeah?” She grinned at him, and squirmed upright, propped her knees up to frame his body. “You want to share with the class, honey?”
He kissed her again instead of properly answering, biting her lip to deepen the kiss before he pulled back. Noah kissed her pulsepoint once before ducking down between her legs, quickly getting rid of the taste of latex with his tongue.
She shivered under him, moaned softly, then wound her hand into his hair and pulled back just a little. “Gently,” she said, her voice half a moan. “I’m a little-- oh-- sensitive--”
He glanced up at her when she said that, decision warring on his face. "Really?" he asked, sounding far too innocent, before he ducked his head again to suck her clit, teasing it with his tongue.
Joy yelped, and nearly smacked him in the face when her hips jerked up involuntarily. “Oh, that’s...” He glanced up and her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth half open, little shivers running up and down her body.
He pulled back, soothing her with his tongue until Joy calmed down, but then he would roughly suck and tease her clit again until she was in the same speechless state again. Noah felt her nails dig into his shoulders before he turned gentle again, repeating the process over. He was almost desperate to make her scream again.
She seemed just as desperate to deny him. She would whimper, moan, once or twice let out a short, bitten-off cry, but no matter how her nails scraped his scalp or how she writhed around him, she wasn’t screaming.
Yet.
Noah growled against her, pressing his teeth against her clit but not biting. "Stubborn," he muttered, admiration in his voice, before he plunged his tongue into her. He barely pulled away, licking her before sucking her clit and starting to repeat the process.
She let out a soft, half-swallowed cry and began to rock her hips in time. “You’re going to have to work for it,” she managed, between gasps.
Because that was horrible. He didn't pull away to voice the thought, only swirled his tongue around her clit in time with the movement of her hips. One hand blindly sought out hers before he pushed a finger into her, shuddering at how hot and wet she was.
Joy’s hips jerked again, and she almost screamed, half a cry escaping before she sank her teeth into her lower lip and clenched her hands in his hair instead.
He growled again, the pain in his scalp shooting down his spine to his dick. He plunged another finger into her, sucking at her clit harder than he had and muttering something unintelligible against her that almost sounded like pleading.
It might have been the pressure, or the stretch of two fingers in her, or his mouth on her clit or even the pleading. Whatever it was, Joy’s thighs clamped suddenly tight and she finally, finally screamed.
Yes. The sound made his blood warm, and he felt himself harden almost immediately. He kept his tongue busy while he fumbled around for the box of condoms. The sound of a nearly empty box made him growl again in frustration, but he only pulled one out before he sat up and quickly changed the old condom for the new one. "Against the wall?" he asked, grinning impishly but curiously quirking an eyebrow.
“Yes,” she said, nearly growled, actually. “And I swear to God if you don’t make me come soon I will... I will... I will tease you until you scream now fuck me.”
Noah laughed but easily scooped her up, before he moved off the bed. He pushed her against the closest wall, reaching between them to adjust himself before she could get her legs wrapped around his waist, and snapped their hips together. He started a fast, hard pace, kissing her roughly and teasing her lips and tongue with his teeth.
Joy, for her part, seemed happy to just hang on and enjoy the ride. She didn’t seem to have any trouble holding on to him, with her back braced against the wall and her legs tight around his waist, her arms a little looser around his shoulders, and her nails scraping at his skin. She bit at his neck and sucked hard on his skin, marking him.
He groaned, leaning his forearms against the wall on either side of Joy, framing her as he did his best to pick up the pace, almost whining moans in every breath.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah...” Joy began to chant under her breath in time with his thrusts. “Almost there, almost...”
She unwound one arm from his shoulders and dropped it between them, rubbing at her clit and his cock until she cried out and clenched around him, inside and out.
He shuddered hard, biting Joy's neck to mark her back before he moaned her name against her skin. The last few jerks of his hips were erratic before he sank into her fully with a low groan, leaning against her and the wall to keep his footing. "Fuck, Joy..."
“Yeah,” she replied, sounding more than a little dazed.
It was a moment before he was able to wrap his arms around her waist and take a few shaky steps to the bed. He sank down with her in his lap ungracefully before he kissed her hard and messily. "We only have a few condoms left," he told her, sounding unhappy about the fact.
“Damn,” Joy said, resting her head in the crook of his neck, her hair tickling along his jaw. “I guess that means I have to put clothes on.”
That idea was worse. "Didn't say we were out."
She nipped gently at his jaw. “Well, later, obviously,” she said, her tone laden with ‘duh.’ “But you’ll see, it’ll be fun. I can introduce you to the magic of half-dressed sex.”
He ran his fingers up and down her back, enjoying the feel of sweat slicked skin under his rough hands. "We'd need to shower before getting dressed, wouldn't we?"
She giggled against his neck. “I like the way you think.”
Noah grinned, kissing her again. "I had a good teacher. It made me an extremely willin' student." He rested his forehead against hers, decision warring on his face again. "I'm really glad you came to talk to me last night," he eventually said, though something in his tone said he wasn't his first choice of words.
She hummed, and kissed his collarbone. “Me too,” she said, softly.
Stories: In the Heart and Second Genesis
Title: Body Language
Summary: Noah and Joy's first morning after.
Rating: NC-17 (like anyone is shocked)
Word Count: 2,751
Colors: True Blue 18. Never had a friend like me (for Kat), Chocolate Brown 14. milk chocolate (for Nikki)
Supplies/Style: Novelty Beads (Kat: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jessemccartney/bodylanguage.html), Brush (cathexis: investment of mental or emotional energy in a person, object, or idea), Stain (Happiness is not achieved by the conscious pursuit of happiness; it is generally the by-product of other activities.), Collage, Mural, Interactive Art, Eraser (OT4 AU)
Noah knew what time it was before he was fully awake. He had been waking up just before daybreak since he could remember. By now, it was an automatic reflex; he hadn't had to set an alarm in years. Even with that, it took him a moment to realize how unfamiliar things felt, though unfamiliar didn't necessarily mean bad.
Joy was wrapped around him, their limbs tangled and skin hot against each other. Any idea of moving or getting up and waking her seemed unthinkable, no matter how awake he was. He was surprisingly comfortable enough that he felt like sleep would come easily again. He brushed a kiss against Joy's forehead and pulled her closer as he relaxed back against her.
She breathed softly into his shoulder for a few more minutes before she blinked sleepily and looked up at him with a soft frown that turned into a smile. “Hey.”
"Mornin'," he answered, voice low and drawl thick with sleep. "You sleep well?" He had, unsurprisingly. Noah didn't see how he could have done anything other than sleep like the dead. Joy had made sure to push his stamina to the limit the night before, not that he had been complaining.
She stretched lazily, without moving away from him, so her skin slid against his. “Wonderfully,” she said, and tucked her head back against his shoulder. “I always sleep well after excellent sex.”
He didn't argue with her, though excellent seemed like a huge understatement. He kissed her instead, rubbing his morning stubble against her cheek in the process. "I was glad to help, ma'am," he drawled with a small smile after he pulled back.
She smiled up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and her lips slightly parted. “Yes, I remember. Extra points for enthusiasm.” Joy stretched up just a bit to kiss him again, biting softly at his lip.
He hummed in approval and kissed her back firmly, rolling them so that he was lightly pressing Joy against the bed. "Enthusiasm," he muttered against her lips, sounding amused. "More like common sense."
For some reason that made her giggle, shaking under him. “I don’t know, Noah, you’d be surprised how many men don’t know where the clitoris is.”
He only murmured something about idiots before he pulled back just enough to look at her. The sun had barely started to rise and the room was just light enough to see her, hair messed and spread over the pillow, lips slightly bruised from the night before, the beginnings of a few hickies against her neck.
"Did I tell you how gorgeous you are?"
“Several times,” she said, dimpling, “but I’m willing to hear it again, especially from such a handsome man.” She curled her leg over his, wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Tell me more.”
Noah chuckled lowly, kissing down her jaw before he answered. "You're gorgeous. A ten. Nine-point-nine, if you ain't that. Wonderful and smart to back that up, to boot." He kissed her again, harder, and settled more of his weight against her. "Too perfect to be from 'round here. You'll start puttin' Georgia to shame, darlin'."
She near purred, and tugged him down to whisper in his ear. “I landed a ten last night too, just so you know. Easy. Hell, if they made elevens, baby, you’d be one for sure.” One hand crept down and began to make little circles at the small of his back.
"Not quite ten," he joked, rocking his half-hard erection against her thigh. "But thank you for the compliment." He kissed her deeply and contently rested his forehead against hers when he pulled back."It's still early. Do you want to go back to sleep?"
“Shh, I believe you when you say I’m a ten, that means you have to believe me.” She nipped playfully at his lower lip, then lifted her hips enough to brush her thigh against his erection again. “I don’t know, seems like there’s better things to do than sleep.”
"Seems like you might be right," he agreed. "And I've trusted you so far." He nibbled his way down her neck, adjusting his weight to one arm, and slid a hand up her side, over ribs and torturously close to her breast. "Anythin' you had in mind?"
“Mm,” she purred, dragging one fingertip down his chest, circling his nipples before dipping lower. “I can think of a few things. How do you feel about fucking me hard?”
He gave her a crooked grin, and kissed her again while reaching for what was left of the box of condoms on the nightstand. "You should know how I feel about that by now," he answered lowly, pressing against her, fully hard. "Lord knows you did everything you could to feel it last night."
She batted her eyelashes at him and ran her foot up his calf. “You never know. I could be insecure about my charms. That would make it your manly duty to reassure me.”
A disbelieving but amused huff was his answer to that. "You haven't been insecure about a thing," he jokingly accused, before he ducked his head to nibble down her neck. He paid special attention to the marks he left the night before. "If I remember, you were the one that kept tellin' me it was okay."
“Oh, all right, you caught me.” She gasped when he hit a particularly large mark, and arched up into him, her nails digging into his shoulders. “I’m not remotely insecure. But you should-- ah, do that again-- you should reassure me anyway.”
He chuckled lowly against her skin and kept up his barrage of bites and kisses. He shifted his weight again so he could palm and massage one of her breasts while he pushed a leg between her thighs. "Thought that's what I was doin'. Is there a problem with my performance?" he asked, almost sounding mockingly wounded.
Her hips started moving against him at that, a slow and steady rocking. “I wouldn’t worry,” she half-purred. “You feel how wet I am already?”
A shudder went down his spine. "Yeah," he answered, the playfulness gone from his voice and replaced with a low huskiness. He finally pulled a condom from the box where he had tossed it on the bed, and tore it open with his teeth when he quickly sat up to roll it on. "Any other requests than hard?" he asked, voice still rough.
She shook her head, her eyes fixed on his hands and his cock, pupils dilated. “No. Just... don’t hold back.”
He moaned harshly before he leaned over her again to capture her lips in a deep kiss. He grabbed her leg and pulled it up, taking a moment longer than he probably should have to adjust himself and slam into her. There was a moment where he couldn't move or breathe or think, but do nothing but bury his face against Joy's neck and burn the feeling of her around him into his mind.
She’d been so loud the night before it was sort of a surprise that she made hardly any noise, just squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth like she wanted to say something but couldn’t. Instead she reached up, dug her hand into his hair and clung like she couldn’t do anything else.
He breathed shakily against her skin, breathing her in, before he started to move. Despite her requests, his first few thrusts were slow and deep until he started to pick up speed with a groan. "God, Joy..."
“Harder,” she said, and suddenly one of her legs was hooked over his shoulder, the other around his waist. “Oh, God, please, harder--”
He growled out a curse as the new position let him thrust into her deeper, and he grabbed the curve of her hip with his free hand before he did what she said. He snapped their hips together, with harsh groans and curses and her name pouring from his mouth against the skin of her neck.
Joy cried out and tightened the leg around his waist, pushing her hips up and closer to him. “God, yes, just like that, just...”
"Gonna kill me, woman," he growled, his fingers on her hip tightening with every movement. "Fuck, Joy, you... Fuckin' perfect..."
“Just... like... that...” she panted, pushing back against him until her head fell back against the pillow.
Noah somehow managed to unclench his fingers and curled his arm around Joy's hips, pulling her up to meet him fully before he lost any semblance of control. His pace became erratic and faster, the sound of them and skin hitting skin and their protesting bed filling the room, and Noah bit down on Joy's shoulder to muffle his shout when he came.
Joy let out a low cry in his ear and tensed around him, before she relaxed into a boneless heap on the bed, carding her fingers through his hair.
“Well,” she said, into his ear. “That probably woke up the neighbors.”
"Been wakin' up this early all my life," he slurred, still trying to get his bearings back. "It won't kill 'em." He groaned roughly when he pulled out of her, tiny shudders going up and down his spine, and he sighed against Joy's neck. "'Sides, they can bang on the wall if they're that bothered." One of his hands snaked between them and between her legs, starting to stroke her slowly. "Not that it'll do much good."
Joy giggled, and curled a hand around the back of his neck, tugged him up to face her. “Let’s drown them out,” she whispered. “Why don’t you fuck me against the wall?”
Noah laughed softly and kissed her. "You're gonna have to give me some time," he reminded her, swiping a thumb over her clit. "I can think of somethin' to do 'til then."
“Yeah?” She grinned at him, and squirmed upright, propped her knees up to frame his body. “You want to share with the class, honey?”
He kissed her again instead of properly answering, biting her lip to deepen the kiss before he pulled back. Noah kissed her pulsepoint once before ducking down between her legs, quickly getting rid of the taste of latex with his tongue.
She shivered under him, moaned softly, then wound her hand into his hair and pulled back just a little. “Gently,” she said, her voice half a moan. “I’m a little-- oh-- sensitive--”
He glanced up at her when she said that, decision warring on his face. "Really?" he asked, sounding far too innocent, before he ducked his head again to suck her clit, teasing it with his tongue.
Joy yelped, and nearly smacked him in the face when her hips jerked up involuntarily. “Oh, that’s...” He glanced up and her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth half open, little shivers running up and down her body.
He pulled back, soothing her with his tongue until Joy calmed down, but then he would roughly suck and tease her clit again until she was in the same speechless state again. Noah felt her nails dig into his shoulders before he turned gentle again, repeating the process over. He was almost desperate to make her scream again.
She seemed just as desperate to deny him. She would whimper, moan, once or twice let out a short, bitten-off cry, but no matter how her nails scraped his scalp or how she writhed around him, she wasn’t screaming.
Yet.
Noah growled against her, pressing his teeth against her clit but not biting. "Stubborn," he muttered, admiration in his voice, before he plunged his tongue into her. He barely pulled away, licking her before sucking her clit and starting to repeat the process.
She let out a soft, half-swallowed cry and began to rock her hips in time. “You’re going to have to work for it,” she managed, between gasps.
Because that was horrible. He didn't pull away to voice the thought, only swirled his tongue around her clit in time with the movement of her hips. One hand blindly sought out hers before he pushed a finger into her, shuddering at how hot and wet she was.
Joy’s hips jerked again, and she almost screamed, half a cry escaping before she sank her teeth into her lower lip and clenched her hands in his hair instead.
He growled again, the pain in his scalp shooting down his spine to his dick. He plunged another finger into her, sucking at her clit harder than he had and muttering something unintelligible against her that almost sounded like pleading.
It might have been the pressure, or the stretch of two fingers in her, or his mouth on her clit or even the pleading. Whatever it was, Joy’s thighs clamped suddenly tight and she finally, finally screamed.
Yes. The sound made his blood warm, and he felt himself harden almost immediately. He kept his tongue busy while he fumbled around for the box of condoms. The sound of a nearly empty box made him growl again in frustration, but he only pulled one out before he sat up and quickly changed the old condom for the new one. "Against the wall?" he asked, grinning impishly but curiously quirking an eyebrow.
“Yes,” she said, nearly growled, actually. “And I swear to God if you don’t make me come soon I will... I will... I will tease you until you scream now fuck me.”
Noah laughed but easily scooped her up, before he moved off the bed. He pushed her against the closest wall, reaching between them to adjust himself before she could get her legs wrapped around his waist, and snapped their hips together. He started a fast, hard pace, kissing her roughly and teasing her lips and tongue with his teeth.
Joy, for her part, seemed happy to just hang on and enjoy the ride. She didn’t seem to have any trouble holding on to him, with her back braced against the wall and her legs tight around his waist, her arms a little looser around his shoulders, and her nails scraping at his skin. She bit at his neck and sucked hard on his skin, marking him.
He groaned, leaning his forearms against the wall on either side of Joy, framing her as he did his best to pick up the pace, almost whining moans in every breath.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah...” Joy began to chant under her breath in time with his thrusts. “Almost there, almost...”
She unwound one arm from his shoulders and dropped it between them, rubbing at her clit and his cock until she cried out and clenched around him, inside and out.
He shuddered hard, biting Joy's neck to mark her back before he moaned her name against her skin. The last few jerks of his hips were erratic before he sank into her fully with a low groan, leaning against her and the wall to keep his footing. "Fuck, Joy..."
“Yeah,” she replied, sounding more than a little dazed.
It was a moment before he was able to wrap his arms around her waist and take a few shaky steps to the bed. He sank down with her in his lap ungracefully before he kissed her hard and messily. "We only have a few condoms left," he told her, sounding unhappy about the fact.
“Damn,” Joy said, resting her head in the crook of his neck, her hair tickling along his jaw. “I guess that means I have to put clothes on.”
That idea was worse. "Didn't say we were out."
She nipped gently at his jaw. “Well, later, obviously,” she said, her tone laden with ‘duh.’ “But you’ll see, it’ll be fun. I can introduce you to the magic of half-dressed sex.”
He ran his fingers up and down her back, enjoying the feel of sweat slicked skin under his rough hands. "We'd need to shower before getting dressed, wouldn't we?"
She giggled against his neck. “I like the way you think.”
Noah grinned, kissing her again. "I had a good teacher. It made me an extremely willin' student." He rested his forehead against hers, decision warring on his face again. "I'm really glad you came to talk to me last night," he eventually said, though something in his tone said he wasn't his first choice of words.
She hummed, and kissed his collarbone. “Me too,” she said, softly.
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And today on paragraphs that made me ridiculously happy...
“Shh, I believe you when you say I’m a ten, that means you have to believe me.”
Is like the most Joy line EVARS. And, I heart it.
“You never know. I could be insecure about my charms. That would make it your manly duty to reassure me.”
Annnnnnnnnd I LOLed XD.
If this is how Joy kills, I am into that. I am... *fans self* Tasty porn is tasty.
Waking the neighbors: all the cool kids are doing itttttttt. XD
Ooh! I especially like that this is a multi-orgasm scene that didn't just start with oral, but put it in the middle as the tasty cream filling. Very, very tasty indeed. I mean, seriously that's some of the hottest cunnilingus I've ever read, and I should venture I've read rather a lot.
I'm ready for the half-dressed sex whenever they are!
Very tasty installment. Thank you very much for posting!
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Thanks for reading!
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Oral is maybe one of Noah's favorite things to do. And possibly he is all blushy at your 'hottest' comment and it is adorable.
Thank you very much for reading! :D