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Tweak says, "Eat the meat"

Erato (passionburning) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-07-14 23:43:00

Current mood:	mischievous
Entry tags:	erato, much the miller's son

WHO Much and Erato
WHEN Wednesday night
WHERE Diogenes
WHAT Much has a lot of pent-up energy
WARNINGS smut

Summer in the city, as Regina Specter said so eloquently, means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage; and Erato was absolutely so much all about that. Summer girls in summer frocks, floral prints and sailor blues and pure whites, and sunshine yellows and pretty pinks, frills and flounces and sandals on bare feet, tiny tight shorts and beachy waves and oh yes, Erato loved Summer!

Today had been a lot of walking, enjoying the air. She’d ridden her bike to meet one of her authors, and the next sex scene she got from that one was going to be a hot, sweaty tangle in the sheets, she could see it coming a mile off. Then she’d gone to an old second-hand bookshop and wandered between the aisles, fingers trailing lovingly down dusty spines. There had been a couple there, and she’d watched them through a shelf, as one of them read from a book of erotic poetry, the sound deadened from the outside by the still air. It didn’t take much to encourage a hand to slip under a skirt, and a couple to try something risky and new. Erato held her breath and smiled, her back to the shelf, almost feeling the girl’s climax inside herself with a flutter of that old inspiration.

But Summer in the city was so lonely, lonely, lonely too. She went home and showered and changed, but she had nobody to dress up for. Her sisters were occupied, and Apollo was unavailable, and the handsome minotaur not answering his phone. So she went to Diogenes so she could at least look at those thick muscles, even if she couldn’t touch them today.

She was feeling a breezy vibe today, in a cream dress, almost Grecian in appearance with the asymmetrical skirt draped over her upper thighs, and the ruched fabric around her waist and over her bra-less breasts. Far too short probably, but with the roman sandals and her hair half up in waves it was a Look, and she thought a lot of people would be here for it. She sat on the bar stool furthest from the door, tucked around the corner, and smiled as she saw Much was working today. At least she had a friend here! She could share her stories and he could share his, and they’d have a good old time.

“Much honeeey! Make a girl a margarita, I am absolutely parched!”

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passionburning
2021-07-15 02:12 am UTC (link)

Erato ran her hands up his chest to his shoulders, and pushed one hand up into his hair to kiss him hard. The bedroom was a yawning eternity away from the door now, as she pressed her body against his.

"Touch me," she sighed into his mouth, a plea, an order and permission granted all rolled into one. She wanted his hands on her skin, burning her up with the desire in his veins.

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muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 02:16 am UTC (link)

Much didn’t need to be told twice - he barely needed to be told once - and he pulled back only enough that he could watch what his hands were doing, sliding the straps off her shoulders again to free her breasts. The sight of them made him bite down on his lip, and pin her hips more firmly to the door with his own hips, grinding against her as his hands covered her breasts, as he let out a heavy breath at their perfect softness. “Hnng, you’re perfect,” he crooned into her neck, planting kisses across the bridge of her collarbone and kissing his way up the other side of her neck, both hands massaging her tits.

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passionburning
2021-07-15 02:17 am UTC (link)

Oh, a girl never tired of hearing such things. Erato tipped her head back against the door with a happy sigh, pressing into his hands. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and feel him sink into her, so very much. His thumbs rolling across her nipples were glorious.

Stroking one hand down his chest, she found his waistband and with a few deft tugs had his pants undone so she could slip a hand inside and press the palm of her hand over his dick, feeling the firmness of it with her fingers. It wasn't going to take much to encourage him, he was already well on his way, and had been for a while.

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muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 02:21 am UTC (link)

Much made a muffled noise of appreciation into her neck, and another as he rubbed himself against her palm, lost in the pleasure of the moment. But his body knew there could be more, so much more, and he pulled his hands away from her so he could shed his pants and his underwear properly, and then, then the only thin barrier between them was those white panties she’d flashed enticingly on their way - her skirt didn’t count, it was so short a puff of wind could flip it right up.

The wind didn’t flip it up though, Much did, running his fingers up the gusset of her panties as he kissed her mouth. “Fuck so soft,” he murmured desperately against her lips, pushing her waistband down, barely thinking about the words he was saying, just muttering everything he was feeling. “So warm, so soft. What if I fucked you, here? Do you want me to rattle this door?” he asked, thrusting against her. “Right off its hinges?”

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	passionburning 2021-07-15 02:28 am UTC (link)
	Erato laughed lustily, shimmying her hips a little to get the elastic and lace to fall down to her ankles when Much let go of it. “If you even think you could,” she challenged with a grin as he kissed her, and her dress was a pleated scrap around her waist now with Much’s hands on her thighs. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 02:39 am UTC (link)

That challenging look in her eyes was like a hot spark shooting off her, that hit Much and ignited. He grinned back, and grabbed her to lift her up off her feet, arms trembling a little with the effort of keeping her up while he slid his dick between her legs. Sure there were slightly easier ways but Much wanted to show off, a bit. If you even think you could. Oh he’d show her what he could do, he thought, as he lined up and slowly sank into her with a groan.

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	passionburning 2021-07-15 02:52 am UTC (link)
	She gasped as he entered her, and then wrapped her legs around him like she’d wanted to do, holding onto his shoulders for support. “Yes, do it,” she groaned, encouraging him to move inside her, even as her body weight had him as far inside her as he could get. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 02:55 am UTC (link)

Everything she did was such a turn on, from how tight she gripped his shoulders to how tight she was around his dick, to her gasps and her words egging him on. Every bit of the hard work of holding her up was worth it, and Much kissed her messily and thrust into her, shaking the door behind her like he promised. “You’re so good,” he muttered against the skin of her neck, gasping her red hair into his mouth as he moved faster and faster. “You’re so good, so good, fuck - Bel you’re so good-” he smothered her mouth in another kiss, too lost in the pleasure to realise what he was saying, or what he was wanting - a Belinda who didn’t come with the awful complication of being Lust - but someone who made him feel like this, as hot and horny and driven by it as this.

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passionburning
2021-07-15 02:55 am UTC (link)

"Yes yes yes-" Erato gasped, and gripped the door handle for support as her body bounced against his. Her hair was falling in her eyes and in her mouth, but she didn't want him to stop. She didn't realise the wrong name straight away because she had gone by Belle, once upon a time, but she did notice and remember. Whoever Bel was, perhaps it was she who had insinuated into Much's mind to arouse him to such an extent.

Erato wanted to come so with a few more thrusts she did, crying out and trembling around him, fingers splayed on his shoulder and clinging tightly. "Oh Zeus above- fuck me- come for me-"

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muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 02:58 am UTC (link)

Much was so sweaty, moving so fast and feeling so good and barely able to string words together but words didn't matter anyway, nothing mattered but the crashing of their bodies together and how good she felt and how good she sounded and how good she looked pressed against the door, and the art of her, as she came - god. He gritted his teeth together as he came hard inside her, jerking against her body, chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

"Fuuuhuuuck," his eyes rolled back as he pressed his sweaty face against her sweaty shoulder, letting the pleasure shudder and shudder and shudder through him, shaking against her gorgeous self.

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	passionburning 2021-07-15 03:13 am UTC (link)
	She laughed breathlessly and let herself relax against him, her legs still clasped around his hips. Carefully, she let go of the door and curled an arm about his shoulders, kissing him as he came back down to earth. "Hey baby," she murmured. "Feeling better?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 03:17 am UTC (link)

“Mmm, feeling good,” Much said, feeling miles and miles better than his terrible, post-orgasmic moments with terrible Lust. He stepped away from the door, keeping his arms wrapped around her and carried her over to the nearest armchair where they could fall together, entwined, where he could push her tangled hair behind her ear and kiss her again. “We can’t leave another half year before we do that again,” he murmured against her lips. “We’re too good.”

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passionburning
2021-07-15 03:36 am UTC (link)

Erato chuckled and was happy to rest against Much's shoulder. What a sweet guy he was, to say such nice things. "It's a bit of fun," she agreed, drawing a heart on his chest with her fingertip. She wasn't about to tell him how much she liked the Merry Men as a group, and that she would have any one of them that offered. That wouldn't be sporting. "You don't have to rush away, do you? We can give it half an hour and try again if you like."

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muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 03:38 am UTC (link)

“I don’t have to rush anywhere,” he promised, with a lazy grin, stroking his fingers up the soft warm skin of her arm. He couldn’t stop thinking about nice this was, how deeply satisfying it was to fuck someone so hard and not hate himself afterwards. That’s what he needed to be doing, he decided, find more good people out there to have excellent sex with, keep Lust out of his thoughts completely. “God yeah I wanna try again,” he said, kissing her shoulder, and smiling up at her. “I remember how soft your bed is.”

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	passionburning 2021-07-15 04:15 am UTC (link)
	“Much more comfortable than the door,” Erato agreed with a little smile. She sighed with satisfaction and watched his face, while tracing the edge of his jaw with her fingers, just to his chin, and tapped his jaw upwards to kiss him again, languidly. “Mmm, you taste good. I hope your Bel gets as good as this.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	muchofamuchness 2021-07-15 04:34 am UTC (link)
	He froze, mid kiss, and pulled back in alarm to look at her. Bel? Bel? She’d said Bel - what did she know about Bel and why and - “What?” he squeaked, searching her face to try to read her mind. “How do you - what?” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

passionburning
2021-07-15 04:45 am UTC (link)

Erato observed Much’s reaction with bemusement. “If you’re worried I’m gonna tell somebody, that isn’t me, honey. You said her name, you clearly have a lady on your mind.” She sat up on his lap in order to pull the hair tie out of her hair and comb it back with her fingers to get the snarls out. What was Much so worried about? They weren’t exclusive, nor did Erato expect them to be. Who Much was seeing was his own business.

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muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 04:48 am UTC (link)

Much cringed, even though Erato didn’t seem bothered by this at all (she wouldn’t be sitting on his lap if she was mad at him, after all) calling someone by someone else’s name was a horrible thing to do. “I’m so sorry,” he said, with a deeply apologetic smile. “That’s so embarrassing - she’s a - an ex. Maybe you both have the same hair and I got, I don’t know… Sorry, Erato, honest.” God, he was the worst.

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passionburning
2021-07-15 05:01 am UTC (link)

“I forgive you,” she replied magnanimously, pulling her hair over one shoulder and quickly braiding it. Kissing him on the forehead, she slid off his lap and reached behind her to unzip her rumpled dress so she could step out of it. “Not much of an ex if you’re thinking that hard about her, though. Is there something going on?” She couldn’t help it, she was curious. A bit of romantic drama always piqued her interest. “I swear I won’t tell anyone.”

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	muchofamuchness 2021-07-15 05:07 am UTC (link)
	Much’s gaze followed her, wide eyed as she kissed his forehead and moved away. And stripped her dress off. “I’d rather forget her,” he said, honestly. And then, much less honestly: “It was so short - barely anything at all.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	passionburning 2021-07-15 05:59 am UTC (link)
	She paused and half turned to look back at him. Dear, earnest Much, with his sweet face and kindness. Erato got the sense that Much had been hurt, and decided not to press it. “Come on then, angel. Lets you and me make some new memories,” she said, holding a hand out to him to join her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	muchofamuchness 2021-07-15 06:46 am UTC (link)
	Much smiled in relief and took her hand, definitely happy to follow her lead there. He didn’t feel quite so urgent anymore - though he absolutely was not going to turn Erato down, no way. He was looking forward to losing a few hours with her. “Um,” he had to ask though. “Are you on birth control? Cos we kinda didn’t - I was a bit, hm, hasty.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	passionburning 2021-07-15 07:35 am UTC (link)
	Erato looked at Much like he was crazy for even asking. “Of course I am. You think I want a baby?” She laughed. “As much as my sister loves mothering, she doesn’t want to clean up after me again. Shall I get us some snacks? I could do with a bite.” She teasingly snapped her teeth at Much, steering them into the kitchen so she could feed them both. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

muchofamuchness
2021-07-15 07:51 am UTC (link)

Much’s breath of relief was so goddamn earnest he had to laugh at himself, and he grinned back at her, following her through with a bounce in his step and a nibble at her shoulder when she turned away from him. “You’re an excellent snack,” he told her, looping his arms around her from behind, but not so tightly she couldn’t reach the food. Just enough to tease, to play. Lust wasn’t playful, there was no laughter there, and Much liked laughing with people he was fucking.

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