[No matter how close he is, he always pushes it back to watch while she falls apart, and while he loves licking her through any number of orgasms, being able to see her face and feel her shuddering around him, it's better. God, it's better, and he isn't there yet, but he still bucks his hips up as she grinds down and moans and her legs shake. Gorgeous, and he knows it shows on his face.]
Yes, yeah, don't stop, you feel incredible, Gwen—
[And it doesn't take him much longer, with the way she's moving on him like a very naughty lapdance, before his hands tighten on her hips and he arches his back, groaning his way through the spike of heat that spreads through him. His hands slide to the small of her back and up and he pulls her hard against him, his mouth finding her neck as he groans and finally relaxes.]
...you're either very good or very bad for me, Ms. Stacy, and I'm not sure I care which one it is.
[ she wasn't actually sure if her orgasm would be enough to trigger his, but she is way, way too pleased with herself when she realizes it does. he pulls her closer and she's so easily led, thighs curling up as much as she can manage with the way she's positioned on the chair, chin resting on his shoulder. she isn't really the type to get lazy and exhausted immediately after sex, but right now she feels a little bit like that, with the way her body rests against his and she just stays that way for a while. the only movement she offers is the light scratch of her nails along his scalp again, now that she's not death-gripping the chair, and the little kisses she presses to his temple ]
I think there's a nice symmetry to having a bad girl around that's very good for you, so I'm gonna go with "very good". [ yes mhm logic and symmetry that's a good reasoning behind something like this. not to mention the fact that he already mentioned he didn't care either way. but that's fine. she's just speaking her mind. her momentarily gooey mind. and hey, the "moment" is over, sort of, but her brain is still stuck in the gutter so oops ] And I think you very much like having somebody push your buttons and gladly accept the punishment for it after.
[Given how quickly he tends to roll out of bed in the mornings after he wakes up, Harrison is often more than happy to wrap himself up in a partner and just drift for a while. They can't exactly stay like this for long, but they have a few minutes before the position is going to force them to move. He's more than happy to stay put under the little touches she's giving him, everything is more sensitive after this.
And Gwen's murmur makes him smile and skim his fingers back down her back to settle just above her ass.] I think you might be right. Mm, forgive me if I'll need a little time to come up with the punishment for this one.
[ she shouldn't sound pleased with the idea of him thinking up a punishment for her, but she does, yep. after a little while though, once the buzzy-good-feelings start to settle, she finally sits up again, a hand pushing back through her hair while she looks at him properly for just a little bit. she leans in for one more slow kiss before she's scooting around a little bit, trying to get up off of his lap without sending the chair rolling one way or another. it's easy with her heightened sense of balance or whatever, but she still takes her time with it, yeah.
and of course, there's that really filthy second or two where she considers dropping to her knees again, wants to offer to help clean him up just to drive him a little crazy, but nope. no. they can't. it's already late-ish, and she's already been here longer than she intended to be. so instead she's just smiling to let him know that yeah, her brain went there for a moment, before she wanders off to go pick up her underwear and shorts off of the floor, find her shoes too ]
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Yes, yeah, don't stop, you feel incredible, Gwen—
[And it doesn't take him much longer, with the way she's moving on him like a very naughty lapdance, before his hands tighten on her hips and he arches his back, groaning his way through the spike of heat that spreads through him. His hands slide to the small of her back and up and he pulls her hard against him, his mouth finding her neck as he groans and finally relaxes.]
...you're either very good or very bad for me, Ms. Stacy, and I'm not sure I care which one it is.
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I think there's a nice symmetry to having a bad girl around that's very good for you, so I'm gonna go with "very good". [ yes mhm logic and symmetry that's a good reasoning behind something like this. not to mention the fact that he already mentioned he didn't care either way. but that's fine. she's just speaking her mind. her momentarily gooey mind. and hey, the "moment" is over, sort of, but her brain is still stuck in the gutter so oops ] And I think you very much like having somebody push your buttons and gladly accept the punishment for it after.
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And Gwen's murmur makes him smile and skim his fingers back down her back to settle just above her ass.] I think you might be right. Mm, forgive me if I'll need a little time to come up with the punishment for this one.
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[ she shouldn't sound pleased with the idea of him thinking up a punishment for her, but she does, yep. after a little while though, once the buzzy-good-feelings start to settle, she finally sits up again, a hand pushing back through her hair while she looks at him properly for just a little bit. she leans in for one more slow kiss before she's scooting around a little bit, trying to get up off of his lap without sending the chair rolling one way or another. it's easy with her heightened sense of balance or whatever, but she still takes her time with it, yeah.
and of course, there's that really filthy second or two where she considers dropping to her knees again, wants to offer to help clean him up just to drive him a little crazy, but nope. no. they can't. it's already late-ish, and she's already been here longer than she intended to be. so instead she's just smiling to let him know that yeah, her brain went there for a moment, before she wanders off to go pick up her underwear and shorts off of the floor, find her shoes too ]