Once Tommy recovers from the initial sensation, his only instinct left is to thrust into her again and again, harder and harder each time until the sweat runs into his eyes. Bending down over her, he grasps her breast and bites the flesh between her neck and shoulder, running his tongue over the imprints left by his teeth.
She groans low and pushes back into the hard thrusts, tilting head to offer her neck. Tommy's hands are full from her firm breasts, nipples hard against his palms.
He plants open-mouthed kisses up along the side of her neck using teeth and tongue, red lines marking her skin. The feel of her breasts in his hands only fuels him to go further, thrust harder and deeper. As he pants hotly through clenched teeth at the back of her ear, one hand slips down her body, over her flat, firm belly, to splay over her lower abdomen.
The lady of lies arches into his touch, moaning Tommy's name ecstatically; each time he thrusts in, she pushes back, gripping his shaft in her warm, moist velvety inner folds, squeezing and milking it, while at the same time rocking hips to make the crown 'grind' against her cervix.
Rough, barking grunts and obscenities flow from his gasping lips, thrilled by how she calls his name out, and the way she moves amazes him to the point of incredulousness. She makes him feel things he didn't know were possible. And though every muscle in his body begins to burn with exertion, his cock is still rock hard and there's no way he's stopping now.
With his head bent, perspiration dripping from his hair onto her back, he reaches further between her thighs, fingertips searching for her clit.
Oh, it is rather easy to find... first, the small patch of soft hair, the the bare lower curve of her mound, and finally, the little nub of flesh. Her reaction is nothing less than explosive, keening delighted, clamping down on Tommy's cock and massaging, grinding hit in that warm, moist grip.
Her orgasm is a thing of wonder and beauty, the way the Angel of the Abyss arches and shudders, groaning in bliss at his ministrations.
When she squeezes even harder around his cock he lets out a breathless shout, his grunts becoming louder as his hips move on autopilot, his rhythm erratic and spasmic as he rides out her orgasm for as long as he can. Finally he can't take it any longer and he throws his head back with a throaty cry, every muscle seizing up and coming hard inside her.
He moans with delirium, falling forward but bracing himself on one hand on the mattress, his other arm curled around her middle as he presses his chest to her back. Panting heavily, he murmurs noises and unintelligible words against her neck as he keeps his cock inside her until she's done with him, until all their aftershocks subside...
Still catching his breath, he manages an exhausted chuckle and shakes his head. "A good- a good start? A good start, she says..."
He kisses her shoulder, before slowly withdrawing from her, the sensation making him groan a bit as shivers run up and down his sluggish limbs. He flops down heavily onto the mattress on his back.
"Oh, man..." he sighs raspily, grinning with a dazed expression.
She moves to cuddle a bit, kissing Tommy's chest. "Of course... I still have to reward you for this." The Devil grins teasingly, pressing herself to his side.
"You are here, and not hiding somewhere." She moves to straddle him, then lean over, her body warm, soft and light. "Being myself is a lone job... I appreciate company."
How much of that are lies, it is anyone's guess. "So... anything special I can do for you, hon? And I mean, anything."
Tommy's eyes widen, his jaw drops a little. Amazed, he breaks into a grin and props himself up on his elbows.
"...Oh, that is fuckin' priceless." He takes the glass of vodka from the tray and swallows a much-needed mouthful. "Baby, you're incredible." It's weird addressing the both of them, but he can't stop grinning anyway.
As he takes another sip, the look in his eyes as he glances from one Devil to the other becomes sly, and he utters a thoughtful hum...
"Well, I'm just thinkin'..." He takes a sip of his drink, looking over the rim of the glass at the naked Scarlet straddling him. "You..." Another sip as he eyes the French maid. "And you..." Another sip, looking back at the other. "And me." He takes a nice, healthy swallow, all the way down to the ice, relishing the burn.
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Date: 2009-06-16 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-06-17 01:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-17 03:16 am (UTC)"Oooh, Tommy... yes. Fuck me... hm, fuck me."
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Date: 2009-06-17 05:35 am (UTC)With his head bent, perspiration dripping from his hair onto her back, he reaches further between her thighs, fingertips searching for her clit.
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Date: 2009-06-17 05:45 am (UTC)Her orgasm is a thing of wonder and beauty, the way the Angel of the Abyss arches and shudders, groaning in bliss at his ministrations.
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Date: 2009-06-18 02:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-18 03:01 am (UTC)"Hmm..." She presses back firmly, spasming around his shaft as they start to come down from ecstasy.
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Date: 2009-06-18 03:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-18 03:50 am (UTC)She smiles teasingly, kissing his forehead. "...a very... good start."
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Date: 2009-06-18 03:59 am (UTC)He kisses her shoulder, before slowly withdrawing from her, the sensation making him groan a bit as shivers run up and down his sluggish limbs. He flops down heavily onto the mattress on his back.
"Oh, man..." he sighs raspily, grinning with a dazed expression.
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Date: 2009-06-18 04:13 am (UTC)"Anytime, you are welcome here..."
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Date: 2009-06-18 04:21 am (UTC)"Anytime, huh? Really? Little ol' mortal me?" He smiles languidly, brushing a lock of hair from her temple.
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Date: 2009-06-18 04:29 am (UTC)How much of that are lies, it is anyone's guess. "So... anything special I can do for you, hon? And I mean, anything."
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Date: 2009-06-18 04:46 am (UTC)"Well...you can get me a nice, tall glass of vodka."
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Date: 2009-06-18 07:13 am (UTC)Well, ready or not, here it is:
A second Scarlet, dressed in a really skimpy French maid outfit, brings a tray with a tall glass of Absolut, filled 1/3 with ice. "Here you go."
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Date: 2009-06-18 03:49 pm (UTC)"...Oh, that is fuckin' priceless." He takes the glass of vodka from the tray and swallows a much-needed mouthful. "Baby, you're incredible." It's weird addressing the both of them, but he can't stop grinning anyway.
As he takes another sip, the look in his eyes as he glances from one Devil to the other becomes sly, and he utters a thoughtful hum...
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Date: 2009-06-18 04:49 pm (UTC)French Maid steps closer, running fingertips into Tommy's hair. "Any ideas cropping up in your mind?"
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Date: 2009-06-18 06:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-18 09:51 pm (UTC)"I think... this will be a rather memorable night, don't you?"
The other Devil laughs softly. "One of the best in a long, long while."