Ryan Nathaniel Pierce (insheepsclothes) wrote in rrinitiative, @ 2012-09-01 00:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | day two, ryan |
She was a tease, he swore she was
Characters: Ryan
Setting: his room, late morning
Warnings: NSFW
Ryan walked away from the kitchen only with great difficulty. Fuck, it’d been so close. He probably could have just given in and taken her right then and there, she had never pushed him away, he’d felt her knees weaken at that last kiss.
His cock throbbed demandingly at the memory, and he growled under his breath. The only reason he had left was that he had shaken that damn composure of hers enough to make it delightful to leave her swaying after he left, barely upright. Knowing that her mind would be on him despite having just left another man’s room. Still full of him, likely, which nearly made him turn around to change that fact right now. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d taken a woman shortly after someone else, whether she’d wanted him to or not.
She’d find him later, he was sure, or he’d find her. It was a small place, and he knew he’d have her. But he would have to wait a bit. It wasn’t like hunting, quite, knowing she would give in to him on some level, but in a twisted way he still enjoyed it. She wanted to be hunted, which made it a different kind of fun.
He still snarled softly to himself once he managed to get to his room, though, closing the door a little more firmly than necessarily required, hand roughly going to press against his cock through his jeans, rubbing hard up and down and feeling the fabric chafe against him. While the edge of faint pain didn’t really turn him on—he wasn’t much of a masochist, not enjoying pain much himself, he still loved sex rough and hard.
God, she was a fucking tease. He should have just bent her over that counter and had her right there. Had her and made her like it. She probably would have too, for all her talk of drawing a line. He’d show her a line next time he got ahold of her. He undid his pants, pushing them down his hips and grabbing himself; he rarely wore underwear, finding it both confining and inconvenient most of the time. Bend her over a ballet bar and fuck her til she screamed.
He shuddered, hand stroking roughly. Wasn’t the first time he’d taken himself in hand since he got here, and it was galling that despite the short time he’d yet to get it into a body. He’d made sure he always had a body available to him back in Texas, some of them more willing than others. And her body was lovely, lean and strong and he could.. nnngh.. hike those legs into all sorts of positions, he was sure.
Ryan pictured that flush he’d left her with, that shaky, open mouthed expression. Should have just yanked those pants down, leaned her over the counter, and buried himself as deeply in her as he could. Who cared that they’d been in the kitchen and anyone could walk in. He didn’t. He didn’t even care about closing his curtains even now, his cock in his fast-moving hand as he moved to the bed, falling back onto it and thrusting up hard. Fuck, he should ask for lube, even if it was.. he twisted his hand, groaning lowly… a blatant request. Always.. had been ‘over-sexed’, his mother said at his string of girls after high school, whenever.. he got caught cheating with someone else.
He panted harshly, eyes closed as he remembered her warm skin and yielding mouth, her breast under his hand, the nipple hardened through the layers. It didn’t really take long, not with his knowing fingers and all the images he could call up. Susanna, the others here… the others from the past. He wanted it quick, anyway, didn’t want to draw it out when he couldn’t have it right now.
He came over his hands and shirt, melting back onto the bed for a long, languid moment. Mmm. Well, he’d just have to show her, he thought idly. He wouldn’t let her get away with no a second time. Well. Unless he found a truly compelling reason to do so…
He licked his lips and pulled off his shirt, wiping his hand on it and tossing it in a corner, and kicked off his pants, sprawled on the bed. God, he wanted some wine.