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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-26 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Damn him and his distracting mouth. Sass almost makes it way out of her before she's being kissed and falling right into line with it, like a peg sliding into a perfectly shaped hole. It's scary how well they fit with each other just like that and Angela isn't capable of thinking too much on it right now, thankfully. That cock of his pressing insistently into her hips is rather distracting anyway, enough that she breaks off the kiss to question his full intentions.]

Right here?

[She clearly doesn't sound like she has a problem with it--not a huge one anyway--but this would definitely be a new stage for them. It's be a far cry from getting fingered in the back of a cab.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ do i look like bobo the clown to you?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-26 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, but don't you want to wait to see what I have planned?

[Of course, she's just teasing him. It is a blackout after all, and with the exception of a few headlights, there's only the dark of night around them. Between that and the bike, they'd look like any other canoodling couple displaying a bit of innocent PDA ass required by the city and not two people who can barely keep their clothes on around each other giving into their basest desires.]

I mean, far be it from me to wear you out this early, but I thought what I had in mind was pretty good...

[She keeps talking, taunting him, yet her hand manages to make its way past his belt and zipper, deep enough to get around his cock for a firm stroke.]
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. You were the one who said he wasn't a young man anymore and you are older than me by a few years, so...

[Feeling his hands on her ass, Angela remembers the first time they met and what happened to her panties in the back of the cab. Since she needs to keep something on under this skirt as they finish up the now forgotten grocery shopping, she reaches behind her and grabs a hold of his hand, shaking her head softly.]

I need these. I can't keep buying new ones.
thenormalsquint: (❥ can't break that promise)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, the fact that he can drop his voice that low should be entirely illegal in all states. Angela's shivering at the roughness of it, shuddering against his chest as she lifts her hips to help get her panties off. Once he has them in his hand, she snatches them away, only to tuck them into his back pocket for safe keeping.

Her heat welcomes him, beckons him into sliding home right where it feels like he belongs, but a quick moment of clarity pulls Angela's hand back from guiding him inside and up against his hips, pushing him away. Reluctantly as hell, but away.]

Derek... wait. [As much as it was killing her to stop him, they've both forgotten something extremely important here.] Condom.

[After all, she's certainly under no impression she's the only woman he's fucking in Eudio. Angela'd be a fool to think that. Besides, she's not about to leave here with any gifts that'll last the next eighteen years, even from a man who lives in her world. ]
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Even with the speed he's going to get the condom, it stills feel like it's too long before he's inside her and her breath is caught in her throat again. He's so thick that she still hasn't gotten used to his size enough to not be surprised by how wide he parts her folds. Jesus, she really needs for him to keep his promise to her on being able to go again later because once with Derek is quickly becoming not enough.

This may become a problem down the line if he keeps indulging her like this.

Angela would really rather wrap her arms around his shoulders and dig her nails into that strong back of his, but this isn't a time or the place to brook an argument on where her hands should go. She does what he says without hesitating, part of the fact that the need in his voice is clear and damn it's aggressive enough to awake that submissive part of her. That leg of hers, though, it creeps up to his waistline regardless of where he wants it, opening her up more to him so that even in this awkward position, he'll hit every inch of her.]