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Tweak says, "Cha Cha"

harrisonmc (harrisonmc) wrote in 20somethings,
@ 2022-06-13 20:37:00

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c: etta russell, c: harrison mclaggen, d: 2028 06, ~ complete, Ω: rp

RP: Post-Club (Backdated)
Who: Harrison + Etta
What: After leaving Molly's Birthday Party
When: 6/4/2028, Night
Where: Harrison's Cottage at the McLaggen Estate
Warnings: NSFW (Adult Topics)
Completion Status: Complete

They came down in front of his cottage with a pop. They touched down and he wrapped himself around her, kissing at her neck. They'd been torturing each other for hours and when she told him to take her home it didn't take home.

He turned her around. "This is it." He pointed to the brick building backing up to the woods at the outskirts of his family's estate. He wrapped himself back around her, kissing her gently on her neck and exposed shoulders.

"We're the furthest out from the main house, no one will disturb us." He didn't want anyone disturbing them, but he wanted to hear her. She'd been quiet at the club, their conversation barely above a whisper, but he wanted her when there was nothing holding her back. Grabbing her hand and with a swish of his wand the door opened, leading her into his home.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-18 10:01 pm UTC (link)

Is this what it felt like? Every layer they'd shed together pushed him closer to the apex he'd been chasing since the club. It was intoxicating, a high he wanted to push. "Beautiful." He mouthed again as her knickers hit the floor. When she straddled his leg, he could feel how wet she was, how much she wanted him. He pushed his thigh closer to her center increasing the friction she obviously craved.

They kissed hard and fast. Coming apart and colliding again, the tension in their bodies matching each other. His hands set out to explore every part of her. His fingers brushing across her perks and pulling her closer. He wanted her to feel as much pleasure as he did. He moved a hand away from her bare chest following the curves of her body down to her hips and to her clit applying extra pressure he couldn’t with his muscular thigh.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-18 10:32 pm UTC (link)

The ramping of tension was one of those exquisite things pushed to the very edge of possibility and she could feel every inch of it stretching through her body. They came together in a mess of eager hands and mouths, her hands clinging onto his abs as she rolled her hips against his thigh even as her breath became ragged.

She could barely coordinate herself enough to kiss him as his hand came between them, trying to get it exactly where she needed. Sometimes she managed a few lush seconds before her head thrashed away with the tension. "Bit harder," she gasped as she thrust against his hand. She could feel the slick between her thighs but it only eased the way for the slight callouses on his hands. Her noises became grunts of pleasure as everything began to tighten. For several long seconds she was hanging on a precipice, mouth open as she nodded frantically at him to keep up the pace.

All of a sudden it came crashing over her like a wave and she all but rode his fingers to ride out her shuddering orgasm. She wasn't especially loud but her breathing came hard and she whined slightly as the tension released, her mouth forming something that might have been a Yes.

She grinned at him. "I can go again and I absolutely need your hands or your mouth or your cock for the next one," she said, rather breathlessly.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-18 11:09 pm UTC (link)

Harrison reacted to her words. His thigh flexed to the point that for a faint second he thought he might have pulled something. Fingers had found their mark and as he rotated his hand to lie flush between them they rubbed at her clit feeling it skip out and back underneath his hand. She'd sped up her thighs clenching against his, the wet spot on his thigh growing. Gods, it felt like every muscle in his body would shred then she shuddered and quakes. He thought she might have said something, but no word came out.

He looked at her. She was smiling, begging for anything other than his leg. He didn't want to take his eyes off her. Not yet. He leaned down licking at her breasts as his fingers found her center again. So wet. He didn't know how long he would tease her like this. He'd said goodbye to control hours ago. Sooner or later he would have to fill her. He let his thumb play at her clit as he moved his finger inside her.

"Lie on your back." His voice was low, husky. He'd done no screaming so far, only grunts, but she'd affected him. He got her climbing again. In and out. Then stopped. She looked at him pouting before he slid into her center easily, feeling her muscles tense around his shaft.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-18 11:27 pm UTC (link)

She had no intention of dropping fully away from the plateau of orgasm, and she knew she was only likely to get louder with each one. Etta was so pleased when he took her words to heart and she whined in pleasure as his hand found its way back to her. "Yes, yes, just like that," she encouraged, hips hitching to meet his hand.

The roll to her back was eager, her legs spread wide to encourage him between them somehow. Her skin felt alight in the afterimage of orgasm and she ran her hands restlessly over herself, pinching a little at her nipples, scratching slightly at more sensitive bits of her skin. All the while encouraging moans escaped her as she soared closer again. She almost wanted her wand to hex him when he stopped. And suddenly she was full of something more than a finger and her body arched back to meet it with a cry.

It took a second to adjust, but she'd been waiting so long that it was only a second and she ran a hand up his arm. "Fuck me," she said, shifting so she could hitch one leg up around him. It was one of the last coherent sounds she produced for a while as he took the instruction-cum-begging as intended and all she could do was gasp and moan.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-19 12:37 am UTC (link)

"Marks." He moaned as her hand ran up his arm. Scratch marks fade and he didn't care if anyone on the team gave him shit for it. He was fucking a beautiful woman and so close to the edge he needed the next hit of pleasure. He felt her fingers on his shoulder pull down his muscular bicep.

"That's it." He found himself speeding as the pleasure coursed through his body. He knew he was at his height. He had no idea whether he'd be up for a morning sex after this. She'd begged for his cock, it made him feel powerful. If this was how it was with her, he'd be kissing her neck in the morning, but he couldn't hold himself off any more.

"Etta?" He whined out. "I'm close." His words were getting caught between his brain and his mouth. He knew what he wanted to tell her, but he felt out of breath. Together. He mouthed, hoping she knew how to read lips.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-19 12:59 am UTC (link)

He'd said before not to leave marks, and had apparently changed his mind, so she obliged, her neat nails digging in slightly. She tried not to grab too hard, but a thrust caught just the right spot and she suddenly cried out, feeling like she was hanging on for dear life for a few moments.

"Uh huh," she agreed, not really bothering to put together words. She also didn't really follow what he'd mouthed at her, but she had plenty of of instinct for body language and sex to get the idea. She pushed a hand between them to rub at her clit in the way she liked. She was close enough that she could feel herself trying to grip onto him, keep him inside. The slight increase in the drag making her whimper and pushing her higher. "Yeah, yeah, there," she cried. She was trying to get there, but his movements suggested she wasn't quite going to make it.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-19 01:22 am UTC (link)

He felt her hand move to her clit. She wasn't at her climax next and he panicked. Did he need to slow back down? Bring her back into line with him? His brain was already frayed and he didn't know what to do. His cock twitched in defiance when he tried to change his tempo.

He brought his head and hand back down to her chest, licking at and pinching her nipples. "Right there?" He asked. She must have noticed his change in movement. The words 'Don't come yet' were running through his head. Images of their banter at the bar, the foreplay. The perfect image of the evening was shattering in front of his eyes.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-20 12:38 am UTC (link)

Suddenly he seemed to lose something. Rhythm? Tempo? Something changed and her body, which had really fallen for what had been going on, was unimpressed with the change. Looking at him imploringly she dug her heel into his arse. "Don't change," she said. "I'm right behind you." Or she would be if he got back to the right moves.

Abandoning the arm she'd been grabbing onto she teased her nails across her own chest, desperate not to lose the sensations. She caught a peaked nipple just right, more by accident than design, and whimpered again. Simultaneous orgasms were, in her opinion, overrated and a pain to coordinate, even if she understood the fantasy.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-20 01:53 am UTC (link)

Her heel in his backside snapped him out of his panic. He'd changed too much too fast and she'd noticed. His hand came around to grab at her arse. She'd reassured him to keep going at his pace. He was thankful. He cock was aching, begging him for the release he somehow tried to circumvent in the chase for a simultaneous orgasm.

He sped back up driving himself into her wetness. "Etta." He couldn't hold out any longer letting out a yell that seemed to empty his entire being into the void of the room. He kept pumping until the release finally came, feeling it drain from him. He came down kissing her neck, her chest, any exposed skin his lips could reach.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-20 03:10 pm UTC (link)

She was so, so glad he'd got the message, but the surprise of the speed increase in just the right place punched a gasping shriek kind of sound out of her. "Yeah, like that," she gasped, her hips hitching up to meet his.

He lost control, clearly he did, but she didn't care, she was close enough. She was driving back against him, hand working furiously at her clit. She was getting louder too, mostly incoherent, although words like fuck and yeah tried to make an appearance. As his hips slowed down hers were starting to twitch beyond her control. She needed something to push her over. "I need...I need...I need," she keened, not really knowing what she needed, just something firmer than the kisses he was starting to give her. She didn't have enough of a coherent thought left to bless the swiftness of Quidditch-swift responses when his next move pushed her over the edge she'd been teetering on. "Haar-" she tried to say his name too but it was far too many syllables and she descended into loud cries as her whole body pulsed, her muscles taut. It was overwhelming and her head thrashed a little in a way she couldn't really stop.

She tried to prolong it and her body quivered against the overstimulation. Her cry became a little pained and she pulled her hand away gently. "Too much," she mumbled, collapsing back to the bed and directing him away from her still-pulsing groin. She had been enjoying the kisses though and started to return the gesture, stroking her hands across his arms and other parts she could reach.

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harrisonmc
2022-06-21 12:34 pm UTC (link)

Her hands tingled as she ran them up and down his body. He directed her chin so that he was staring into her deep brown eyes. "Stay the night with me." His voice came out almost begging, still dizzy from the elation.

The promise of morning sex had left his mind for now. They'd cross that bridge when the sun came up. She looked so beautiful lying next to him, clinging to his arms and chest. He didn't want that to end.

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funeral_bell
2022-06-21 03:01 pm UTC (link)

There was the tiniest squint that briefly formed around her eyes as she wondered if he was going to have too many feelings about this. But then she remembered that the bed was stupidly comfy and she'd have to get dressed and mess around so much if she went home.

Plus maybe they'd have another round in the morning. "Sounds good," she said with a lazy smile. "I should clean up a bit, but in a minute." Her movements were gentling as a touch of post orgasm lethargy kicked in. She felt all buzzy and alive too, and that would win out in a couple of minutes as long as she didn't actually fall asleep. She knew from experience the slightly sticky feeling would seem a whole lot less appealing come morning.

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