Who: Evan and Elizabeth When: Sunday 13 July Where: Elizabeth’s flat What: More Fallout Rating/Warnings: Dark themes/smut Status: {Closed, Complete}
Evan barely waited for Elizabeth to open the door before he was kissing her. He wrapped his arms around her too, pulling himself against her as he came inside. He didn’t even let her take a step back into the room before he was meeting her body with his own, coming to her where she stood. He needed her at this moment. He needed the connection they had. He had nothing left. But she was here. He had her, now in this moment. And she touched him in a way no one else ever had; connecting to her in a way he never had before. He needed her desperately tonight. Closer. He wanted, needed to get closer to her.
Elizabeth felt the desperation in him as much as she had felt it in herself the week before, and she responded by kicking the door shut. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him close to herself and arching her hips against him. She did not turn down his touch, his touch was the main thing that kept her grounded in this past week, kept her as sane as she could be. Her eyes closed and she moved to kiss his neck, accepting the roughness of his passion.
Closer. He shifted their position so that he could press her against the wall, wrapping his hands beneath her thighs to lift her up. Merlin he loved the way she responded to him; the way she didn’t question, the way she escalated things. Merlin the power of her mouth. He loved that she didn’t always need to be softly wooed - that she could, and did meet him lips, tongue, teeth and hands.
When he picked her up, she arched her hips to press them against his body and allowed her nails to dig into his back slightly. A soft gasp escaped her at the feelings he was arousing in her and she continued to kiss along his neck. The things he did to her were more than she imagined she would ever find, and the passion she felt with him? It could certainly not be replicated.
The nails on his back felt good, and he made a sound deep in his throat. He wanted more of that, he wanted the pain mixed in. He wanted her unrestrained. He was uncontrolled tonight. She was capable of meeting that in him, in pushing him further. He ground against her, trying to get closer to her.
“Yes,” Over and over that was all she could think. She had dropped her wand when he came to her, so there was no easy way to eliminate her clothes or his. Her hands moved to his pants, fumbling at the button. They needed to go, as did her panties, but once those were gone? There was nothing keeping him from shoving into her.
He didn’t want to put any space between their bodies. Evan made an impatient sound. But impatience meant he needed to do something. They could undress later, they just needed to get enough out of the way now to let him get closer. He moved on hand from her thigh enough to help get his pants open, pushed down his hips. Her panties, he just pushed aside enough to enter her. He wasn’t about to take the time to untangle her body from his to remove them properly. He made another low sound as her body welcomed him in.
She had absolutely no issue with him being this direct in seeking his pleasure. She often felt the same way, and it made no sense to her to do anything that would interfere with them uniting. Her hips bucked against him, forcing him deeper into her body. She did not care about undressing or any of it. He was inside her and it felt right, as it always did.
Evan wasn’t feeling patient or giving tonight. He needed release. Then, if Elizabeth still wanted to, he would focus on her needs. Now, he thrust into her, pinning her body against the wall with his own, trying to get closer, trying to get deeper. He kissed her hard. Closer. Merlin she felt incredible. She was incredible. Breathing hard, Evan broke the kiss off, and actually cried out when he came. Everything from the night came out with his release, and the power of it caused him to slump against her and the wall.
The intensity with which he was driving into her was more than enough to push her over the edge, honestly. The way their bodies fit had that effect on her. She kept her thighs wrapped tightly around him, her hips moving against him and milking as much from him as possible by way of pleasure for the both of them.
He kissed her again, more softly this time when his breathing settled enough to allow it. “I missed you.” Evan murmured softly as he finally began to relax. He loosened his hold on her slightly, no longer pressing her as hard against the door. Rational thought was returning again, somewhat.
A small smile tilted Elizabeth’s lips and she brushed them over his throat again. “I’ve missed you too. Shall we go to bed, then? I believe we need to continue this...interaction in there, don’t you?” She did not know what had provoked this, but she did know he obviously needed her tonight and she was not about to turn him away.
He needed her every night, but he didn’t allow himself to think this. He helped ease her back to the floor, letting her stand on her own feet to walk to the bedroom. “I imagine it is your turn,” he admitted. “And it might be good to actually undress…” It might be more comfortable at least. “That I can feel your skin against mine, so your nails can actually dig in.”
Elizabeth’s eyes searched his face, taking in the look in his eyes. He needed pain? She could do that. She would not ask. If he wished to tell her what was happening she would listen, but she would not force the information. She tugged him along with her to the bed, divesting herself of her clothes as she made her way to it.
He wasn’t going to tell. He loved that she knew when to challenge him on things and when to distract him. And her body? Was distracting in the best possible way. He shed his clothes only when they actually got to the bedroom, he’d been watching her intently before. “Your body is beautiful.” He admitted to her, tracing his hand across part of her exposed skin. He had just used her… he had been able to escape for a moment even in his desperation. And yet he wasn’t fully sated. He needed her still. “Use me.” It was her turn. He wanted her to.
“On the bed.” This said as a command. He wanted to be used, distracted. She felt the same recently. She could do this, and as soon as he lay himself down she climbed on top of him, sliding her body over his. He would need a few seconds of recovery, though from the mood he was in probably not too many. She nipped at his chest, her hand sliding over him to get him fully erect again.
Evan responded easily to the command, laying back on the bed. As much as he loved control, he liked the feel of her on top of him too. The teeth drew a hiss. Her hand earned another noise low in his throat. He was more vocal than usual, more expressive and more responsive. He needed her now, and was too raw to hide it from her.
As soon as she had him fully erect again, she straddled him, allowing him into her body again. A moan escaped her and she closed her eyes for a moment, her body responding to the feel of him inside her. She began to roll her hips, moving to give him the feeling while her hands moved over her body, squeezing her breasts and allowing him a full show as well.
Another low noise as she began to move, but then a glare as she began touching herself. He wanted to touch her, not watch her touch herself. He could, and did, rectify that, sitting up enough to reach her. He was letting her see the way he desired and needed her. He couldn’t prevent the vulnerability from showing after what had happened tonight. He needed her and wasn’t afraid to show it tonight, or at least he wasn’t able to not show it. “Mark me… I would that I could see you on my body when I look in the mirror.”
She moaned when he started to touch her, and she continued to roll her hips against him. When he told her to mark him, she took the hint simply and gratefully, bending to suck and lick at his neck, biting on occasion as well. Her body knew how to work against his, and she wanted to give him his escape from whatever had brought all this on.
Evan shifted into her more obviously, his breath catching as she marked him. Yes. “Merlin yes,” he hissed, unaware he had said anything aloud. Elizabeth was incredible. What she could do to him - did do to him. She was incredible. This was what he needed - to feel her close, to touch her, to have her moving on top of him.
Elizabeth left a trail of bites over his chest, bending to lick and nip and occasionally softly kiss to soothe. She wanted this, and she wanted to drag it out as much as she could, to exhaust him as he had exhausted her the week before. She moved a bit more steadily, speeding up the motion of her hips and continuing to moan softly at his touch.
She knew how to work him. Her mouth, Merlin her mouth. Tongue and teeth… his breath staggered as he worked to hold onto himself, and onto her. He wasn’t rushing things this time. He was letting her control things, enjoying as she moved against him. Merlin yes. This was what he needed. And he could just relax and let her, wanting her to gain pleasure from their coupling. He focused more touching her again, urging her on and trying to enhance her pleasure too.
She did know how to work him, yes, but at the same time, he knew exactly how to work her as well. Her body responded on instinct to him and the entire time they were together she knew that she could not get pleasure like this from anyone else. It was just how things were. She bit him again, on his neck this time, ensuring that she could see her marks all over his throat and chest. Did it matter to her that his future fiancee would see? No, not so much...
It was perhaps significant that Evan never thought of his future fiancee when he was with Elizabeth. Nor did he think of anyone else for that matter either. When he was with Elizabeth, she was the entirety of his world. Her hands, her mouth, her body. And the marks she was leaving were good. He liked to see signs of her on his body. It helped remind him that he had been with her. That it was real, what they had together. The inevitable conclusion came slower this time - it was their second time after all - but still did not take overly long to reach. He responded to Elizabeth too easily not to come after a few minutes of being inside her. His face contorted with pleasure again as he tried to get as close to her as their bodies would allow.
Her arms wrapped around him, pulling his body against hers as a moan escaped her, her lips seeking his neck again and biting down, following the bite, as always, with a series of soft kisses. She could not say it, not truly, but seeing his face when he reached his climax was probably one of the biggest thrills in her life. She loved him, loved being able to please him, and the fact that it would be taken from her one day- even if she was not thinking about it right now- would be enough to cause her real physical pain. She just wanted to drag out the enjoyment of him as long as possible.
Merlin he loved the way it felt to have Elizabeth in his arms, the way her weight settled against him. It was a comforting feeling. For the moment, Evan felt connected. He felt safe, like he wasn’t alone. He let his eyes close, letting the warm feeling settle over him, envelope him, and relax him.