harrisonwells | EUDIO: IC INBOX

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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