harrisonwells | EUDIO: IC INBOX

[ just like that, aha, magic words. although hearing him call her Gwen instead of Ms. Stacy is pretty great too. let's be real, anything coming out of his mouth right now between groans and breaths is going to sound awesome. so she does as he says, keeps going just like that, even if it's honestly taking an effort on her part not to just use her hand so she can talk to him, see what she can get him to say when he's this close to coming. but! they have time for that. so she shuts her eyes again and focuses on what she's doing, on letting him feel her own little moans around him, begging him for it without pulling away to actually tell him how into this she is.

it's a little much, she knows. she can be slutty, play the part, but it's definitely not an all night thing. just this right now, proving why she's totally worth being his bad idea, why he can't give this up. yeah, she'll act a little slutty if it proves a point ]

[By now he doesn't want to keep his hips still, it's an active effort to keep from bucking into her hand, and his hand on the back of her neck does slip into her hair and tighten. Which has more to do with not wanting to accidentally grip her neck too hard than reading her mind about pulling her hair again. Because his head is tipping back now with her strokes and the swipes of her tongue.

Those little sounds she's making, muffled around his cock, he likes those, but he can't help but remember the way she whispered to him when she was riding his hand, and when he looks back down at her his fingers skim down her cheekbone before slipping back into her hair.] God, that's good, but not...not so fast, make it last— [and the rest is lost in another groan, he's close but he's not ready to be finished with this yet.]

[ her eyes blink open when he talks to her again, because she wasn't expecting it, not really. usually things get rushed along from here, if a guy tells you you've found the right spot, the right pace, he's ready to rumble. but Harrison tells her to slow down and she does, not unwillingly, but slow, not pulling off of him with a gasp, but relaxing her hand and her mouth around him so when she does move to look up at him properly again, it's all very relaxed. her lips are shiny and red when she grins at him, hand still moving slow, but otherwise she's trying her best to make it last, like he said. she turns her face so she can kiss the inside of his wrist, like she can't stop herself, needs to keep giving him more ]

Are you trying to tease me, Dr. Wells? Because you know how bad I wanna make you come? [ her voice is rough with her arousal, and normally she'd maybe try to clear her throat, laugh it off, but why do that when she wants him to know just how turned on she is? ] Or maybe you just really like seeing me on my knees like this for you, wanna keep me here longer. Dirty. [ she sits up a little so she can purse her lips against him, fist gripping him hard around the base so she can rub her lips back and forth just under the head, moaning like it's for her own pleasure instead of his ] What if I made you come right now, nice and hard, even after you asked me to slow it down - would you spank me for it? For being so greedy?

Oh yes. [It comes out breathy and low, the hand that isn't skimming her cheek tightening on the couch cushion beside him as if he needs to ground himself before she takes him over the edge entirely.] I would, Ms. Stacy, you're being so good to me but that's what happens to greedy girls...

[This is so much more than he'd expected, and he wants to draw it out and he wants her to finish him off, everything at once. He takes a breath, slow and a little ragged, and:] Are you going to be bad, Ms. Stacy, and make me come right now?

Maybe.

[ her voice is too quiet to sound coy, and it's because she's really having a tough time trying to decide what to do here, too, in a way. drawing it out can be fun, for sure. that's part of the fun of oral sex - having that control while the other person loses their fucking mind. she's right there, she gets that, she wants to take full advantage of that. buuuut there's also the part of her that really is feeling greedy, wants to watch him fall apart. so her hand starts to move again, even as she keeps carefully watching him, like she's trying to sees what she can get away with. her palm is still slick as it slides over him, but she ducks down to lick a broad path along his cock anyway, like that gives her a good excuse to jerk him off a little faster ]

Okay yes, mhm, sorry, can't wait. [ she opens her mouth wide with a breathy laugh, tongue still rubbing against him a little bit, like she's just waiting for it. again, filthy, but whatever. they're there. that's where they're at right now ] Give it to me. Please, please, please-

[It's the begging that gets to him, beyond the hot breath against his cock, her clever tongue, the way her hand work him just the way he needs it, it's the please, please, please that has his breath catching hard as the heat gathering at the base of his spine finally fires.]

Gwen, I— [is all he manages before his words disappear into a groan as he comes, head falling back against the couch as he pants through it, hips twitching up into her hand, and then he's a boneless collapsed mess sprawled along the couch. He manages to think that he should have stripped off after all, now he's sweaty and too warm, but that only drifts through his sated mind briefly and disappears.]

[ it's okay, Gwen thinks to scoot the hem of his shirt up a bit once she feels him start to come, because even though she's closing her lips over him to make sure there's, ah, no mess, she just wants to play it safe. again, she likes his shirt. and she works him through it, because it's not entirely an act, the whole "greedy" thing. there really is some part of her that loves this, making people feel good, whatever it is. sex. she likes sex. anyway. ]

-- awesome.

[ YEP. AWESOME.

she sits back on her haunches once she feels him relax, wiping her grin with the back of her hand just to make sure she doesn't look completely filthy. when she finally looks away from him, it's to reach over and grab that glass off the table, taking a quick sip before she's holding it up for him to take too. like she didn't just ask about being spanked, like she doesn't think he'll actually want to follow through. nope. totally casual, just ignore the way her smile is looking more like a smirk now, yep ]

Drink?

[The faux casual gesture is enough to make him start laughing, quiet, breathy laughs as he takes the glass and reaches for her with the other hand, urging her up onto the couch. He does take a sip, the first one since he'd poured the drink, it feels like hours ago now, but then once she's close enough he's absolutely going to kiss her.

He'll need some time to recover from that, but somehow he doesn't think she'll mind a few lazy minutes curled against him on the couch.]

I hope you're sticking around.

[ mhm, yep, she's cool with a few lazy minutes here. she moves up on the couch, but she sits very similarly to how she was seated on the floor, on her knees, just so it's easy to lean in for kisses without getting too comfortable, because she doesn't actually want to stay on the couch for much longer. ]

Well, yeah. You said I could have you for the night, remember? I'm not about to pass that up.

[ she leans in for one more kiss before peeling herself up off the couch, tilting her head in thought before she just turns around to head --somewhere ]

You take your time and regroup, but in the meantime, I'm going to go find your bedroom and get comfy.

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