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Tamsin Applebee ([info]them_apples) wrote in [info]collision_rp,
@ 2013-02-15 22:50:00

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Entry tags:!february, marcus flint, tasmin applebee

Who: Tamsin & Marcus
When: 12.01am, 15th of February
Where: Marcus' place
What: Anti-romance
Rating: NC-17
Status: Incomplete

Tamsin couldn't sleep. She'd tried so hard, after they'd gotten back from Susan's party, to guide Jason on what she needed him to do, but something was just missing. In the end, she'd faked it, just to get it over with and had watched him fall asleep. She tossed and turned, but absolutely refused to go to Marcus. Today was about love, and Merlin knew, what she was doing with Marcus had nothing to do with love.

Finally, the clock turned over to midnight. That was it. It was no longer Valentine's day, so she could go to him guilt-free; well, as guilt-free as someone having a long term affair could. She dressed in her robe, a red one today, in honour of the Valentine's and slipped from the bed.

A couple of minutes later, she stepped through into Marcus' living room, quite surprised to find it darkened. She'd never come over this late before, so to not find him up was quite strange for her. She did have a moment of panic. What if he'd had a date on Valentine's day, and he was still out with her, or worse, in bed with her right now. He pushed open the door to his bedroom and was relieved to see just one lump in the bed. He was breathing steadily, a sure sign that he was asleep. Slowly, she padded over to stand beside him. Even now, while it was clear she couldn't stop herself from coming to him, she didn't find him attractive, even while he slept.

She tugged down the sheet, pausing once, when it seemed like he might wake, and once it was removed, she bend her head and took his soft, but still large cock in her mouth. She gave a smirk when it twitched automatically. Slowly, she started to suck him, her eyes watching his face for the moment he woke and realised she was there.



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[info]match_chaser
2013-02-16 11:34 pm UTC (link)
"Fuck. Yes." Marcus grunted as she rode him. He moved against her, thrusting up into her, moving faster and faster as he was getting closer. When she came, Flint groaned. He shifted on the bed, pulled her close and flipped her around so that she was lying on the bed. He then started moving faster, wanting to get himself off.

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[info]them_apples
2013-02-16 11:41 pm UTC (link)
She didn't fight him, couldn't have even if she wanted to. On her back, he started to pound her and it turned her on so much, knowing the force was making her tits bounce. Her legs parted, lifting to hug his body while he took his pleasure from her, his dirty little whore, eager for him to come.

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[info]match_chaser
2013-02-17 12:22 am UTC (link)
Marcus continued to move inside her, fucking her hard as he slid deep inside her. He needed to get off, and being a little rough on her turned him on even more. Each thrust mad her body move, tits bounce deliciously. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he slid even deeper inside his whore.

"Fuck." Marcus grunted as he felt his balls righten. A few more thrusts and he was finally coming insider her, spilling himself with another grunt before collapsing.

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[info]them_apples
2013-02-17 07:49 am UTC (link)
It made her happy to hear him come inside her, and it crossed her mind that she'd become the perfect little whore. While she loved the way he made her feel, the way he fucked, she'd started to concern herself more with his pleasure than her own. While she still didn't like him any more than she had when this thing started, it was almost as though her body had fallen for his, and she had to force her fingers to hold the sheets to stop herself from embracing him.

"Do you want more, sir, or shall I leave you?" she asked, when her pulse had returned to normal, and he was starting to feel heavy.

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[info]match_chaser
2013-02-17 03:58 pm UTC (link)
"You can leave." Marcus said as he rolled off her and collapsed onto the bed next to her. "Long day tomorrow." Marcus explained even though he knew he didn't have to explain himself. She'd do as she was told, even if it meant being annoyed with him. "Tomorrow you'll stop by a bit earlier." Marcus explained, resting his head back on the pillow and closing his eyes.

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[info]them_apples
2013-02-17 11:23 pm UTC (link)
Once his weight was off hers, she slid off the bed and picked up her robe.

"Yes, sir," she said, obediently. Of course she would do what she was told. It was part of what made this whole thing work so well, the way he wasn't afraid to dominate her. She ought to be grateful he'd given her anything, at this late hour. "Thank you, sir."

At home, she thought about washing, but she had a sick love of knowing that someone else's come was still in her body while she lay next to her boyfriend. Not that she was awake long, now that she'd gotten what she needed, she fell asleep in next to no time.

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