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Tweak says, "there's trouble in Shangi-La"

Mike O'Hare (techpreacher) wrote in newdublinrp,
@ 2018-05-31 06:54:00

Who: Mike O'Hare & Jimmy Wise
What: In the garage
When: Thursday afternoone
Where: The Garage
Rating: TBD likely high
Status: Closed / Incomplete

Mike loved the gang, always had. They were his family, and it had been part of his life for as long as he could remember. Still the man savored the quiet moments as well; the times when he had the garage all to himself. The time when he could just work on his car, drink a few cold beers, and listen to music. Most of the boys were off for the day, prepping for the race coming up tomorrow night. So with the place cleared out O'Hare took full advantage of the moment and got to work under the hood of his race car. For nearly an hour he worked and checked every inch of Beast; replacing or fixing the handful of things that he knew needed handling. At last when they heavier tasks were ticked off the list the man sat inside the vehicle, just closing his eyes for a moment and slowly sipping on his beer.

Life had gotten complicated of late thanks to the growing tension between the gangs, but for the most part Rigs had managed to steer clear of that mess. No longer a captain, he was free to take it easy. Oh he still did a few jobs, still ran a small crew of his own from time to time, but for the most part Mike just helped out around the shop, or earned cash by racing. With the wedding coming up he had been saving as much as he could; wanting to have a sweet nest egg already there for when he and Jimmy tied the knot. Just thinking about her, picturing her smile and sporting his ring, had a grin tugging at his lips. There was always more wedding plans that needed to be discussed, but honestly all he cared about was that she had said yes.

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techpreacher
2018-06-02 11:34 am UTC (link)

Oh that smile of hers hadn't been overlooked at all, though as things stood Mike could barely remember his own name just then...much less manage to form a single coherent sentence. She drew out a few moans with such ease at least, and when Jimmy stood up and started to used those delicate fingers along his throbbing saliva slicked length he whimpered all over again. Still just hearing the real need in her tone was all it took to pull Rigs from his desire drunk daze, and with a weak nod he slowly stood up as well.

Granted the movement was shaky, and it took a moment to gain his balance, thanks to the fact that all his blood flow was rushing away from his brain and down to the manhood in her grip. Still with a touch of effort Mike managed to move at last; his own hands making short work of her own belt and jeans. Sliding them down to the floor. With a grunt he laid her down on the couch. Pausing to undo her boots, strip off her clothing, and frantically stripping off his own as well. His boots were the hardest to remove, mostly because the one on the artificial leg had been laced up extra tight. Still when he was done at last O'Hare knelt between her spread legs, leaning down to gently suckle at her breast as the tip of his length eased inside her with care.

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jimmywise
2018-06-02 11:46 am UTC (link)

She helped him without helping him. Nothing to make it seem like he couldn't do things on his own, but as he stood, she let him put his weight on her and use her for support and she did what she could as he pulled off her clothes to make it easier for him. Honestly it wasn't out of pity, she knew he was more capable than he gave himself credit for, but she did want him.

The taste of him, his hard length rubbing against the seam of her jeans that rubbed against her clit, it had gotten her ready for him. When she was finally with her back on the couch and Rigs over her she felt her breath quicken and a small gasp catch it in her throat as he started to enter her. A moan at the feeling of his tongue over her sensitive nipple escaped her as she closed her eyes and let out a breathy "Yes."

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techpreacher
2018-06-02 11:56 am UTC (link)

So swept up with need and desire Mike honestly didn't mind her helping at all. Hell if he had remembered his knife the man would've quite literally cut off his own jeans. Still as things stood her aid helped quicken the whole clothing ordeal, and just being able to return his full attention to her was all that truly mattered. "God...missed you so fucking much, babe." A week wasn't much time at all, yet for Rigs it had been an eternity. Seeing her around the garage, and at the Murphys' house too. Seeing her, stealing quick little private moments..all of it led up to a longing he hadn't felt before.

She was his drug of choice, and Mike had been craving her body so badly. To have Jimmy here and now, to hear that gasp and moan as he worshiped her perky breast with his mouth...to feel her arousal as the head of his cock nestled between her glistening folds...all of it had his heart hammering away. As that metal arm of his gripped the couch to support himself Rigs' real hand moved to cup and caress her unattended breast too. Fingers brushing across her nipple lightly, teasing that hardening bud and gently offering a playful little pinch as his blunted teeth did the same to her other nipple too. At last his hips finally moved, and inch by inch he penetrated her core. Driving himself deep within until he was sheathed to the hilt and enveloped in that tight warm wet cunt of hers.

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jimmywise
2018-06-02 12:08 pm UTC (link)

"Rigs." She gasped as she felt their hips connect and his throbbing length inside her. She felt warm and loved. Her hand moved to his head, fingers tangling in his hair as he played with her. The binding had the habit of making her breasts extra sensitive, normally they were sore from being squished, but Mike's firm but gentle touch had her nerves alive with pleasure. Hell she felt she might orgasm just from her breasts alone.

Her hips rocked slightly against his as if it were possible for him to get any deeper. A thought passed through the back of her mind that when she'd met up with Mike in the garage that evening she hadn't expected them to actually be making love that day and she hadn't taken anything. She wondered if he had. More surprisingly of all, the idea that they both hadn't didn't fill her with dread, which was very strange.

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techpreacher
2018-06-02 12:21 pm UTC (link)

Mike had always felt disconnected from the world; the death of his parents, having to be strong so he could support the gang, his crippling injuries, all of it just made the man feel unable to truly be close to anyone. Yet with Jimmy that empty feeling gave way to something new, and wonderful. With her he was safe, and happy. There was no shame or pain, just the feeling of being loved and finally whole. In moments like this, and honestly just the private moments where they simply were together even if it weren't physical, Rigs found himself truly complete again. The way his name feel from her lips, the sensation of Jimmy's fingers running through his hair, all of it only added to the desire that burned in his chest for the young woman who wanted to be his wife.

As she rocked her hips his lips hummed with a moan. That wicked tongue of Rigs flicking and swirling against her hard little bud. At last the need to move was far too great, and with a slow roll of his hips Mike's length began to glide at last. There was no frenzied pace just yet. Only the gentle motion of his heated cock easing out of her core until just the tip remained within her...only to penetrate her again, and repeat the whole motion over and over.

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jimmywise
2018-06-02 12:34 pm UTC (link)

Her eyes fluttered closed as her felt her move between her legs. A moan escaped her lips as her heart raced. Her legs spread more for him, as she felt her sense entering a bit of a tunnel vision between what his lips were doing and what his hips were doing. It was like every sensation sent a shock of pleasure through her.

When they'd first gotten together, she was a bit scared to let anyone see her. Not just her body, but her. Someone other than the tough racer and booster she purported to be. Sure, they'd known each other since she was a kid, but even then she liked to act tough. But now, she felt comfortable with him. He made her feel 'normal'. He made her feel loved. He made her feel desired, and not just physically.

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techpreacher
2018-06-03 09:18 pm UTC (link)

The tempo of his hips finally began to pick up at last; driven by wanton need, enthralled and intoxicated with just feeling how her body responded to his own, Rigs was drunk on her love without a doubt. He didn't mind that she could see him; that Jimmy saw his broken body that Mike tended to keep hidden. All that mattered was being with her, and drawing out as many sweet little sounds from his girl as he possibly could. With another softly muffled moan O'Hare reveled in every thrust, his breath and pulse both quickening too as that length of his claimed her core. She was his, and he was hers. In truth the man had earnestly never thought he'd belong to anyone...but with her Mike felt happy and whole.

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