Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-05-08 08:59 pm
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Room 324, Sunday Morning
Uncharacteristically, Kate was awake first. Not that that meant much: it wasn't like she'd moved yet or anything. Why would she have, when she was all wrapped up in blankets with Bod and could just enjoy his body heat and his familiar smell and feel all right there, close to her?
... Well, actually, she could think of a reason. It just came to her, suddenly, something they'd talked about, something she'd put some thought into later. She was warm and happy and it seemed like as good a time as any, probably for those very reasons.
Trying to move as slowly and smoothly as she could, so as not to wake Bod up yet if she didn't have to, she reached to fumble the drawer of her bedside table open for a notebook she knew she had there.
[ooc: Just for that pale English dude that's not the one I'm playing!]
... Well, actually, she could think of a reason. It just came to her, suddenly, something they'd talked about, something she'd put some thought into later. She was warm and happy and it seemed like as good a time as any, probably for those very reasons.
Trying to move as slowly and smoothly as she could, so as not to wake Bod up yet if she didn't have to, she reached to fumble the drawer of her bedside table open for a notebook she knew she had there.
[ooc: Just for that pale English dude that's not the one I'm playing!]
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If anything, she tried to urge him on even harder. She seemed really pretty determined to make him choke on air sooner rather than later, and she wanted to watch it happen.
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All he could do was writhe and squirm, gulping down air and seeing stars in front of his eyes. He didn't know where she was but he hoped she was close enough to use what little he had left to her advantage. Bod had just come hard and he couldn't do much more.
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It still felt like an achingly long time between his release and hers though in reality it was probably around five seconds or something to that effect before she was unraveling too, muscles clenching hard around his cock, and everything turning into white noise for a moment.
And if that also meant her nails suddenly digging into the skin on his chest, well, it was uplanned reciprocation for the marks on her hip.
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He was breathing hard and still holding onto her hip. The marks on his chest stung a bit but they were a good sort of pain and he smiled tiredly up at her, enjoying the feel of complete satiation.
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"Oh god," she agreed.
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None.
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Very insightful.
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She was convinced she would've said that even without her track record.
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And yes, he meant that as well even if he'd never had a girlfriend besides her. He meant it.
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Sleep would probably come ridiculously easily.
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