Rhiannon Novak (girlsgotspark) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2012-05-22 20:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | ace, ace and katee, katee |
Who: Katee and Ace
What: Dinner and SFT
When: Monday, 10.10.11 - evening
Where: Katee's place
Warnings: SFT, duh. Have you seen what Katee's wearing?
Katee had only been able to call him for a little while the day before since she had work and schoolwork to catch up on that he'd been the cause for her missing. It hadn't been easy to stay away, but Ace had managed. He ended up falling asleep fairly early and then dealing with work the next morning, so when she texted him and asked if he wanted to come over for dinner, he was thrilled. At least she wasn't having second thoughts and really had just been busy. He couldn't help but be worried about her changing her mind, even if he hoped otherwise. She was a beautiful girl and he knew she could get any other guy she wanted if she really didn't care for him. Thankfully she did care and had invited him over though.
He wore a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, his jacket over top as he made his way to her apartment, knocking on the door and wondering what she'd done with her roommate for the night. Not that it really mattered, he supposed he'd eventually have to meet the girl anyway. As he waited for her to answer the door, he smiled a little to himself and resolved not to jump her as soon as she opened the door, though he doubted he'd be able to keep that promise to himself.
Katee had a quiet day; one of her teachers had some kind of stomach bug, so her afternoon class had been cancelled. It had left her at a bit of a loose end, so she’d ended up baking. She was a mediocre cook, but a much better baker. She was hoping that coffee cupcakes would make up for a not-particularly-interesting main course tonight.
Of course, baking always made her feel like a housewife from the 40s or 50s - maybe because most of her scales and bowls had been inherited either from her gran, or bought in thrift stores. It made her want to dress accordingly, and considering Ace had only ever seen her in jeans...yeah, why not. Her makeup was a little more toned down than normal, and she switched out her glasses for contacts about an hour before Ace was supposed to be coming round. She’d curled her hair, pinning the top part of it
back from her face. She had a few retro dresses in her wardrobe; in honor of dessert, she chose a blue dress printed with cupcakes, layers of petticoats underneath and a wide red stretchy belt. She had red shoes to match, and underneath she was wearing tan holdups, and one of the lingerie sets that Zoey had persuaded her to buy. Katee didn’t go to this much effort with her appearance often, but she wanted to surprise Ace, like he’d surprised her in his suit a few days before. She was just touching up her eye makeup when the door went, and she couldn’t help grinning as she headed for the door. Her roommate was out at work, and would be until the early hours of the morning. So she had the flat - and Ace - to herself. She opened the front door, smiling up at him.
“Hi, you.”
Okay, so he didn't jump her, but he did step into the apartment and as soon as the door was closed behind him, he pushed her up against said door and collected the kiss he'd been aching for all day and the previous day. It wasn't until he pulled back that he replied to her greeting with a broad smile and words whispered against her lips. "Hey yourself," he breathed out, gently stroking her cheek. "You look beautiful. What's the occasion?" Not that he thought she didn't look beautiful all the time because she most certainly did. How someone could just get more beautiful was amazing.
Katee slid her arms around his neck, pressing against Ace enthusiastically as they kissed. Ugh, one day apart and she couldn’t believe how much she’d been looking forward to this. And then he smiled that smile. The one that made her knees go weak. She sighed happily, smiling both at the touch of his hand against her cheek, and the compliment.
“Does a girl need an occasion to dress up?” She asked, grinning up at him. “Honestly, I just thought that since you surprised me by turning up at work all dressed up and sexy-looking in your suit, I would return the favor.” She pulled out of his arms enough to strike a pose, hip cocked, both hands on her narrow waist. “You like?”
"No," he told her. "A girl doesn't need an occasion to dress up, not when she looks as gorgeous as you do. So yes, I definitely like." How could he not like what she had on? She was beautiful. She was beautiful all the time, but today especially. Gorgeous. "I missed you all day," he admitted, putting on a little pout as he slipped his arm around her waist and pushed her against the door again. "I think I need lots of make up kisses."
“Awww,” Katee teased. “Just today?” She slid her arms back around his neck, obliging him with a soft kiss. “I missed you yesterday, too,” she admitted, pursing her lips in a little pout of her own. Work had been boring, and she’d only remembered at lunchtime that she’d had a paper due the next morning. She’d been looking forward to seeing Ace on Sunday night, and having to cancel on him had sucked.
Her heels meant that she didn’t need to stand up on tiptoe quite so much, and she couldn’t deny that it was nice, being able to kiss him a little easier, her arms not stretched quite so much around his shoulders. She nibbled gently at his lower lip, glad she’d decided against red lipstick; it would be all over his face by the end of the night if she had.
"Every time I'm not around you," he admitted between kisses. He hadn't been too upset when she'd canceled, mostly because he didn't want to crowd her or make her tired of him, but he couldn't help but be happy to have her in his arms once more. When he pulled back from the last kiss, he reluctantly let his body pull back from hers a little as well. "So how was your day, cupcake?"
“Boring,” she pouted. “But my afternoon class got canceled, so....” She took hold of his hand, tugging him towards the kitchen, and the chocolate coffee cupcakes arranged on a 3-tier cake stand. “Tadaaa! Cupcakes!” She was very proud of herself. And it showed. She was almost bouncing.
“So um, dinner’s in the oven, it’ll be ready in about twenty minutes.” Katee wasn’t used to having people over for dinner, especially not boyfriend people. “So we could....” she bit her lip, trying not to grin. “Make out for twenty minutes until it’s ready?”
He grinned at the cupcakes sitting on the countertop but it was her suggestion about making out that caught his attention more. "Twenty whole minutes?" he smiled, pulling her body against his own and stealing a kiss. "Mmm, yeah, I think I can make that work." Like he was going to refuse her kisses. Psh. It'd be a cold day in hell when that happened.
Katee giggled as he pulled her against him, resting her hands against his chest.
“You should take your coat off,” she suggested, teasing smile on her face as she slid her hands up his chest, out towards his shoulders, underneath his coat. His black t-shirt might be plain, but it was clinging to his muscles, outlining them perfectly as he shrugged his coat off. Her eyes went a little glazed as she watched, forcing herself to tear her gaze away from his arms and back up to his face.
Well, he wasn't going to argue with her. So he slipped the coat off with her suggestion and tossed it onto the back of one of her kitchen chairs. "There," he murmured. "It's off." He liked the way she looked at him, almost as if she were more hungry for him than for the food she was cooking at the moment. "Should I take anything else off?" he smirked.
Katee bit her lip, leaning back against the kitchen counter, her hands either side of her hips. “Well...it is pretty warm in here...” she murmured, still grinning at him. So sue her, she wanted to see her boyfriend topless. Or naked, either one worked. She pulled herself up onto the counter in one smooth movement, her petticoats and skirt flaring out over her knees, her heels drumming softly against the cupboard door.
He smirked a little at her words, sliding his hands over his back and tugging at his shirt to remove it, tossing it onto the chair with his jacket. "Sometimes I think you just want me for my body," he teased, flashing a wide smile at her so she'd know he was only joking. "You're going to give me a complex," he smirked, moving enough that he could reach out and slowly slide her legs apart enough that he could stand between her knees and kiss her more easily. Kissing her, his fingers traveled further up her thighs, beneath the plethora of skirts and petticoats to rest halfway between her hips and her knees.
Katee bit down on her lower lip as he stripped off his shirt, her cheeks coloring a little. God, he was hot. The photo she’d snapped of him sleeping really didn’t do him justice. She just couldn’t stop staring.
“Not just your body,” she murmured, dragging her eyes away from his chest. “I’m kinda fond of your face, too.” She grinned, to show she was teasing. She slid her hands slowly over his shoulders once he was within reach, tilting her head up to kiss him slowly. Her fingers slid up into his hair, mussing up the back of it as they kissed. Her thighs parted easily at his gentle touches, knees spread wide, bracketing his hips as she shifted forward, perched right on the edge of the counter. An inch higher, and his fingers would brush the edge of her stockings, and bare skin above them.
His fingers did slide up that extra inch, feeling where the stockings ended, only a tiny strip holding them to whatever undergarment she wore. That was hot. The little growly sound that he made against her lips was indication enough of that. She'd certainly gone all out for him. He thought he was the luckiest damn man alive in that moment. He reluctantly pulled his mouth back enough from hers that he could speak. "Keep doing sexy things like wearing these stockings and pressing against me like that and we're gonna end up letting dinner burn," he warned her.
Twisting away from him a little, Katee leant over to the stove, switching it off.
“No we won’t,” she breathed, turning back to kiss him hungrily. “We can heat it up later.” She really didn’t feel like sitting eating at a table right now, not when she had Ace pressed against her, saying things like that. She leant against him, stroking the nape of his neck as they kissed, her nails gently scratching tan skin. Her panties were already getting damp, heat pooling low in her stomach as she kissed Ace, shifted against him.
He wanted her. He couldn't pretend that he didn't. He wanted her right now, right there, pressed in against her thighs in the kitchen with her wearing those sexy stockings and that vintage dress. She was driving him crazy and she likely knew it. She was clearly evil, obviously. His fingers unfastened the hold-ups, then slid further up over the frilly edges of her panties, gently tugging them a bit. "I think these need to go," he breathed against her mouth. "Hold on and lift up." He didn't give a damn if they were in the kitchen, he planned on having a little dessert and he wanted it now.
Katee moaned softly as his hands slid higher, tilting her hips up as he started tugging at her panties. She slid her arms tighter around his shoulders, doing as he said, lifting up off the counter long enough for him to pull them down her legs.
“I don’t have any condoms in here,” she murmured against his lips, thinking that next time, she was just going to plant condoms in every room in her apartment. Just in case.
"Don't need any condoms," he told her as he tugged the panties out of the way and let them drop to the floor, noting how sexy they were. He wondered if she'd worn them specifically for him but he wasn't going to question her motives for wearing hot underwear. Sliding her legs a little further apart, he kissed her once more before ducking his head beneath the skirt and petticoats. What did he need condoms for when he could taste her? Teasingly he let his tongue slide from her entrance to her clit, sucking the little nub of nerves between his lips with a little groan.
Katee blinked at him a moment. If they were going to have sex, wouldn’t they need-oh.
“Ohhhhhhh...” Katee practically whimpered, spreading her knees wide apart, almost doing the splits from the knees up. Her hips jerked up against his mouth as he sucked on her clit, Katee grabbing a handful of her skirts and trying to pull them out the way. She wanted to see him, damnit.
She'd gone all out for him, even going so far as to groom herself up for him. Not that it mattered much to Ace regardless, but the effort was appreciated all the same. He smirked, even against her body, as she tried to pull her skirts out of the way. I amused him that she wanted to see him go down on her. It also let him know he was doing something right if she wanted to watch. When she managed to uncover his face, his eyes flicked up to meet hers, just as his tongue slipped inside of her, a low groan escaping, muffled against her body. Yeah, he didn't need a condom right now. Not when she tasted like that.
Katee moaned softly, hips pushing against his mouth harder, eager for more. She couldn’t look away from him, the heat in his eyes making her shiver gently. God, he was hot. She was close to falling off the edge of the counter, too eager to push against his mouth, that wicked tongue. Gripping hold of the worktop more firmly, she tried to hold her skirts out the way, annoyed when she had to let go of them to hold herself up. Heat flared in her stomach with every wicked curl of his tongue, her hands shaking as she held on to the worktop, other hand gripping the wall unit behind her head. She let her head fall back against the cupboard door, eyes slipping closed as she groaned his name, her hips rolling in a circle, pushing up against him.
Ace hooked his hands beneath her knees and drew her legs up on his shoulders, arms winding around her thighs to keep her balanced and make her feel more secure. He wasn't going to let her fall, at least not off of the counter. He fully intended on making her fall over the edge however. He growled against her flesh, tongue curling a bit faster and harder against her, laving over her and tasting every drop of arousal she had to offer him.
“OhmygodAce...” Katee whined, shuddering against him, his tongue driving her mad. Her hands were slick with sweat as she clutched at his shoulders, his hair, her entire body heating up. She took deep breaths, trying to stop herself from setting anything on fire, but each breath was interrupted by moans, each flick of his tongue against her making her writhe and cry out. Her heels dug into his spine as she arched against him hard, muscles working around his tongue, a shiver running down her spine as she moaned loudly. She pulled her hands away from him, sparks flickering in the palms as she rested her arms against the counter, still twitching a little.
Ace pulled his mouth back only enough to whisper against her skin. "A little fire's not going to hurt me. Just try not to torch my hair, yeah?" And no sooner had he breathed the words did he go right back to what had caught his attentions previously; the delicious fire between her thighs.
Katee drew a shuddering breath as Ace pulled back, letting a soft, choked laugh. “You saw what I did to my bedsheets, right?” She gasped, crying out as Ace started licking at her again, sucking on her clit. “Ace, I’m...ohhh...” Her cries grew more desperate, flames licking over her hands now as she came hard, jerking against him, screaming his name as she shuddered hard.
He could feel the heat coming off of her hands, even if she wasn't touching him with them. It was hot, literally, to know that he could do such things to the girl and once he was satisfied that he'd lapped up every drop he could from her, he pulled back from beneath her skirt and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Slowly he let her legs down again and stood up. "I'm gonna have to start wearing flame resistant clothing," he teased as he leaned in to catch her lips with his own.
Katee closed her hands into fists, tamping down the flames with a little bit of effort. She had her eyes closed, so she was a little surprised by the kiss, though she kissed back eagerly, moaning softly.
“Sorry,” she breathed, blushing a little. “I’m gonna get better at controlling it.” Because if she caught fire every time he made her come, they were going to have problems. She definitely didn’t have enough bedsheets for that, and she didn’t want to set fire to his hair.
Ace shook his head a little as he kissed her again. "Don't apologize," he told her first. "You've got nothing to be sorry for. It's kinda hot knowing that I'm the reason you can't control your flame," he smirked.
She was still blushing, even as she kissed back enthusiastically. Her hands slid over his shoulders, his chest, still warmer than normal but not enough to scald him. Dipping lower, she tugged at the waistband of his pants, smiling a little into the kiss.
“My turn?” She asked softly, almost shyly. She wanted him, wanted to make him feel as good as he made her feel, but she was scared that she wouldn’t be as good. She’d thought about watching porn for pointers, but it just hadn’t been hot. At all.
He shuddered a little at her roaming fingertips, unable to keep from groaning at the words she spoke. So simple a question but it stoked a fire within him as his eyes met hers. "Only if you want to," he murmured against her lips before going in for another soft kiss. "Course I'm not going to object." It'd be a cold day in hell when he refused oral from his hot girlfriend.
Katee shuffled forward, pushing Ace back enough that she could slide off the counter. She could feel her stockings rolling down her legs, the snaps still undone from when Ace had taken off her panties.
“Hang on,” she murmured, hitching her skirts up enough to re-fasten the stockings, before pulling her panties back on over top of the suspenders. She wasn’t gonna sit and eat dinner with no underwear on, not when her petticoats were dryclean only. Putting a hand on Ace’s shoulder, she pushed him against the counter, tugging him down into another slow kiss. She slid down his body, her eyes on his as she knelt between his feet, hands tugging at his jeans, unfastening them slowly. She was smirking up at him, teasing as she leant in, kissing his stomach, just below his bellybutton. She tugged the fly of his jeans open, sliding her hand into his boxerbriefs, pulling out his cock and stroking him slowly.
Ace gave her a few minutes to put her panties back on, even if it was sad to see them slide back into place. He was achingly hard at that point and watching a girl put her clothes back on when you were dying for her the way that he was wasn't exactly something he wanted to keep experiencing. But then she went and slid down to her knees before him, kissing her way down and tugging his jeans open. In just a brief moment she'd pulled his cock from the confines of his clothes and was stroking him at an achingly teasing pace. Sitting pretty on her knees looking like she stepped out of a black and white sitcom, he thought he might come from the look on her face alone.
Katee wet her lips slowly, keeping her eyes on his face as she leant in, licking slowly up the underside of his cock, the tip of her tongue tracing the vein that ran along the length. The heat in his eyes was dizzying, and Katee was finding it hard to focus on him, hard to not just stand up and ask him to take her to bed, instead. She closed her eyes, hoping for a little more self-control, taking the head of his cock into her mouth, easing down slowly. Her hand was wrapped around the base, stroking up until her fingers met her lips, sliding back down again. She was still moving slowly, teasing him, torturing him the way he had her.
Yeah, it was torture. Insanely delicious torture. From the second her mouth wrapped around him, even just the tip of his dick, he was practically aching to fuck her. He wanted to pull her hair, to guide her against him but she looked so pretty with her hair all done up that he didn't want to muss it up. Instead his hands fell to the edge of the counter, holding tight to it for some sense of balance and security. "Damn, baby," he whispered, watching as his cock disappeared between her lips.
Katee hummed softly, forcing her eyes open, looking up at him. God, she’d thought he was gorgeous before...that was nothing compared to how he looked down, dazed and turned on. Because of her. Because of what she’d done to him. It was utterly intoxicating. She bobbed her head slowly, taking more of him in each time, her hand stroking the rest of his cock. He was big, there was no way she was gonna get all of him in, but she was going to try her hardest.
Ace's body tensed a little as she sank further down on his cock, her pretty little mouth enveloping him inch by inch. He couldn't touch her hair, couldn't muss it up, but he could slide his fingers over her cheek, cupping her face within his palm. "You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered. And yes, she was even more beautiful with his cock in her mouth, but he was being honest too. Why a girl like Katee was with a guy like him was still unbelievable, but hey, opposites apparently attracted. The cool and calm accountant had found something he liked in the bouncy and free spirited comic book store worker.
Katee’s hair was only half-up, the back of her hair hanging loose. She turned her face into his hand, moaning softly around his cock as his fingers slid back with her moment. She nodded approval, reaching up to guide his fingers into the back of her hair, his fingers cradling the nape of her neck, the back of her head. She wanted this to be good for him, wanted to know just how to drive him crazy.
He let his fingers slide back, against the back of her head, guiding her movements slowly then a little faster. God. His eyes rolled back behind his eyelids for a moment before he remembered how to breathe, his eyelids fluttering open again as his eyes fell on her face once more. "How the hell were you a virgin with a mouth like that?" he whimpered out into the silence around them.
Katee chuckled softly, still looking up at his face, letting his hand on her neck guide her movements, speeding up gradually. He was so hot, and that soft whimper had her pressing closer against him, her free hand palming his hip. Her other hand still stroked his cock, in time with her mouth, her tongue flicking across the head of his cock every time she pulled back.
Her fingers, her palms, were warm. As if he needed more of a reason to want to fall into her. Good god. He guided her to move a little faster, never once pushing her further down on him than he thought she could handle. The last thing he wanted was to choke the poor girl. Gagging wasn't exactly attractive, no matter how hot the girl was. "Shit," he whispered. "Just like that."
His encouragement spurred her to move faster, suck a little harder. She wanted to see him come completely undone, just the way she had for him. At least there was no danger of him singing her hair off. She hummed around his cock, sinking down a little further each time, until he was almost hitting the back of her throat. She didn’t want to gag, any more than he likely wanted her to, but damnit, she wanted to be able to take him all in.
"Oh fuck," he groaned, the humming and the way she was sinking further and further on his cock making it difficult to think. Everything was hazy and it felt as though he was dazed and confused, barely able to stand. If it weren't for the feel of the counter behind him, he'd likely have fallen over. "So close," he warned her, his fingers clenching in her hair, tugging a handful of it near the base of her neck. "God, baby," he whispered. "Can I come in that gorgeous mouth of yours?" he asked her, his words pleading.
Shivering as he tugged on her hair, Katee looked up at him. She nodded gently, sucking enthusiastically, hand working his cock faster. She wanted to feel him come, wanted to taste him. It was a total turn-on, knowing she’d made him fall apart like this. The desperate pleading tone in his voice went straight through her, making her moan again. God, she hoped sex was always like this with Ace.
Well thank fuck. He might have died if she'd told him no. He certainly wouldn't have had much of any other choice considering how close he was, teetering on the edge, nearly hanging at the ledge over climax. He shuddered the moment she nodded, the tiny little movement and that look on her face coupled with her moaning around him enough to send him spiraling past the edge of no return. He jerked, hips pressing forward, though he managed to keep them from pushing his cock too far into her throat as he came. He spilled over her tongue, fingers clenched in her hair, head thrown back on his shoulders with a much louder growly sort of groan than he'd intended to let out. Dear god.
Katee watched, eyes wide, the look on his face making her wet again. That, plus the growl he made when he came wasn’t helping her behave, think about dinner, at all. She swallowed around him, pulling back enough that the last spurt of his seed hit her tongue, her hand still working his cock. She sucked and licked at the head of his cock, determined to get every last drop, determined to make him feel just as good as he’d made her feel. Pulling back at last, her lips wet and a little reddened, she got to her feet, wobbling a little on her heels, leaning against him.
“Good?” She asked, blushing a little even as she smirked at him.
His cock was practically tingling as she continued to tease him with her lips, tongue and hand after he'd come. He was sensitive to begin with, but those first moments after coming he was damn near twitchy. He shuddered quite visibly as she finally pulled back and got to her feet, leaning in against him and asking him that question. That ridiculous question.
"Good?" he breathed out a little breathlessly and disbelievingly. "Fuck, baby, good doesn't cover it." Slipping his arms around his lover, he ducked his head to kiss her neck, letting out a soft little whimper. "Fucking spectacular, cupcake. Damn."
Katee giggled softly, wrapping an arm around his neck, kissing his cheek. “Think I sucked your brains out,” she teased, amused and pleased by the soft whimper, the breathless tone to his voice. She’d done that - she’d practically broken her boyfriend. Reaching down, she tucked him back into his pants, zipping them up slowly. They needed food to keep them going, after all. Without pulling out of his arms, she switched the oven back on, knowing it would only take a couple more minutes for dinner to be ready.
"You damn well might have," he said, chuckling softly. He couldn't help the groan that escaped him as she slipped him back into his pants and zipped the jeans up. He shivered a little, but managed to keep his cool, kissing her temple and letting out a soft sigh. "I must have some spectacular karma," he breathed against her skin. "Tell me how I got so lucky."
“I don’t know,” Katee teased. “Maybe you have to make up for all the good luck by being extra special nice to your girlfriend?” She beamed up at him, sliding her arms around his waist, leaning into him happily. He was gorgeous, and he was all hers. She was the lucky one, as far as she was concerned.
“What do you want to do after dinner, honey?” She asked, tilting her head up enough to kiss him softly. “We could watch a movie, or...um...” She bit her lip, “we could just have an early night?” There was a flare of heat in her eyes as she looked up at him, knowing he’d be able to tell just what she was thinking about.
"I think I can handle being extra nice to my girlfriend," he murmured, pulling back enough to give her a kiss, sucking on her lower lip ever so slightly. He might not have wanted to taste himself, but he had to admit that it was kind of hot to have the taste of him on her lips. "And just what would we do on this early night?" he asked her, his fingertips dancing along her jawline. "Gonna curl up with me, baby, keep me warm?"
“Mhmmm.” Katee kissed him back enthusiastically, her eyes falling closed as he gently caressed her cheek, the line of her jaw. “Keep you warm and toasty,” she promised, only opening her eyes when the buzzer on the oven went off.
“Sit, stop distracting me,” she scolded him playfully, pushing him towards the table. “Do you want anything to drink? I don’t have beer or anything, but soda, water, or OJ?” She got out a couple of glasses, looking at him questioningly.
He laughed a little, but did move to sit, albeit reluctantly. "Fine," he scoffed, mocking a pout as he settled into a chair at the table. "I'll have whatever you're having," he told her with a little smile. "Surprise me, baby." Honestly he was too busy thinking about being toasty warm that night to really care what he'd be drinking.
She poured them both glasses of orange juice, setting them down on the table before putting on oven gloves, pulling the casserole dish out of the oven. It wasn’t anything fancy - basically macaroni cheese with some vegetables and chorizo sausage added - but she knew how to make it, knew it tasted good. And more importantly, it was something that could be reheated. Not that she’d been planning on going down on Ace in the middle of the kitchen, but she had thought they might get a little distracted.
There was fresh crusty bread and salad already on the table, and Katee dished up two plates of pasta, setting them down before taking a seat, at right angles to him at the end of the table.
He smiled as she served the dinner and he grinned a little at how she moved about looking adorable even dishing out their meals. "Do you have to be so sexy at everything you do?" he asked her. "Selling comics, flirting, making dinner, sucking me off on the floor of your kitchen?" Okay, he wanted to tease her a little with that last one, and perhaps himself as he picked up his fork. "You're gonna drive me insane before the night is over."
Katee blushed, grinning down at her plate. “I’m just too sexy for my own good,” she replied cheekily, sliding one hand under the table to rest on his knee. “And you know, I’d be worried if you didn’t find me sexy when I was sucking you off...that would just be wrong.” And definitely cause for concern...she was pretty sure that he found her sexy all the time, which was sweet, as well as being an ego boost.
"You are," he agreed with a nod, taking a bite of his food as his eyes moved over her face. "Don't worry, baby," he assured her once he'd swallowed said bite. "I think you're sexy all the time, especially on your knees. Or with me between your knees." Oh yeah, he totally liked going down on her more than just about anything else. Watching her come undone was surely one of his favorite things by far.
Katee blushed harder at that. “Mmmm, I think I’m a fan of having you between my knees too,” she admitted softly, looking at him through her lashes. She shifted a little in her seat, growing moist at the thought of him licking her out, or better, of him making love to her. Thankfully she’d given herself a pretty small portion, knowing she wasn’t going to be particularly hungry. Not for food, anyway. She took a few bites, her hand still on his knee, fingers stroking his inseam just above his knee.
He tried not to focus too desperately on the fingertips teasing over the fabric of his jeans. Tried but completely failed. It was far too difficult to pretend that she wasn't making him harder with each teasing stroke. Still, he managed to eat, eyes flicking to her every few moments. "This is good," he commented after a moment. "Pretty, sexy and a good cook. Yeah, I think I'll keep you."
Katee beamed at him, squeezing his knee gently. “Good, because I don’t plan on letting you go,” she murmured. He was a catch, and she was totally smitten with him already. She continued to eat, clearing her plate pretty quickly. After all, once she’d finished the main course, there was cupcakes. And naked boyfriend time. Considering he was still topless, she was pretty sure the nudity was a safe bet. Especially once he saw the cute underwear she was wearing under her dress. Hell, that had been the main reason she’d put her panties back on - so he got the full effect when she stripped off.
Ace's plate was cleared just as quickly as Katee's was and once he'd helped her put the dishes in the sink, he caught her around the waist and pulled her in for a little kiss. "So, now can I have a cupcake?" he murmured. "And then a taste of my cupcake?" he smirked. He couldn't help it. She was delicious and he wanted a bite. Or two.
Katee giggled, sliding an arm around his shoulders, reaching out to grab one of the cupcakes off the stand.
“I don’t know...” she teased. “Do you deserve it?” She took a bite of the cupcake, getting chocolate icing on her lower lip, slowly licking it clean as she looked up at him. Yes, she was teasing, and yes, she knew it. Driving him a little bit crazy was all part of the fun.
He pouted at her teasing and nodded a little. "I do," he told her. "Just one little taste." Leaning in, he caught her lips in a soft kiss, humming into it at the taste of her lips and the chocolate that lingered on them. "Mmm," he breathed. "Tastes pretty delicious to me."
Smiling, Katee broke off a small chunk of the cupcake, holding it out towards his mouth. It was bitesize, so he wouldn’t have any trouble eating it. Plus she wanted an excuse to kiss him and taste the chocolatey goodness.
Ace took that little bite of cupcake, making sure to gently suck at her fingertips to get every last speck of chocolate off of her fingers. "Mmm," he murmured. "Yeah, definitely delicious." And they were. The girl could certainly bake. But he wanted a different sort of cupcake in that moment as he leaned in to catch her lips again. "Not quite perfect though," he smirked. "At least not in comparison of my cupcake."
Katee kissed him, her tongue darting out to taste his lips, the faint sweetness of chocolate in his mouth. She set the remains of the cupcake down without breaking the kiss, sliding her arms around his shoulders.
“Well, I guess we should take the wrapper off so you can get a proper taste, then...” she teased, slipping out of his arms with one last kiss. She walked away from him, looking over her shoulder at him as she reached the kitchen door, teeth catching at her lower lip as she beckoned to him playfully.
She was such a little teasing thing. It amused him though and he followed her through the apartment into her bedroom, determined to take off the wrapper. His shoes and socks ended up somewhere en route to her room, but he didn't really care about that. He had more important things on his mind as he reached Katee again. Hooking his arms around her waist from behind, he pulled her in against him and kissed her neck, reaching up to slowly slide the zipper of her dress down.
Katee smiled, leaning back against him as he kissed her neck, unfastening the halterneck of her dress, letting it drop down around her waist as he unzipped her. She shimmied out of the dress and petticoats, stepping out of the pile of fabric on the floor and turning to face him.
“So?” She asked, trying to look calm, though her cheeks were a little flushed. She’d bought the underwear set at Zoey’s prompting, and the garter belt to match. It was far more grown-up and sexy than she was used to wearing, but she couldn’t deny that it had made a difference in the way she felt, the way she’d acted. Easier to flirt and tease when you were wearing sexy underwear, after all.
Ace wasn't really expecting her to look quite as beautiful as she did. Well, okay, yes he was, but it was still a lovely little surprise to see her emerge from her dress and petticoats wearing that sexy little get up complete with garter belt and stockings. Ace had to stare for a moment, drink every inch of her in. "So, you're beautiful," he breathed as he let his fingertips tease upwards over the ruffles of her panties and up to her waist. "I think I might have to leave half of the wrapper on," he smirked.
Katee blushed a little more, smiling shyly. “Oh?” She asked, curious. She was still wearing her heels, too - she liked being a little taller, liked being able to kiss him without breaking his neck. She leaned up to do just that, sliding her arms around his neck. God, she couldn’t get enough of his mouth, couldn’t stop kissing him.
"Mhm," he murmured as he his hand slipped around her back to unfasten the the bra she was wearing. "The stockings and garter belt have to stay," he grinned. "Maybe those cute little heels too." Because what guy didn't want to fuck his girlfriend while she was wearing some heels? "Maybe I should just lean you forward against the dresser," he whispered as his lips brushed her neck up to her ear. "Slide in from behind and watch that pretty face while I drive you insane with each thrust." But that wouldn't be happening this time because he didn't want to break her. She'd only had sex the one time, after all and he still would have a few more goes before he could really do something like that.
"Maybe next time," he whispered as he slid her bra off and let it fall to the floor. "I'll be gentle for now. Make love to my gorgeous girlfriend so she doesn't break in half. Don't want to get carried away, do we?" His lips found hers then as his hands slid her panties down, undoing the holdups long enough to get them out of the way. He fastened the little straps again and gripped her backside, lifting her up from the floor and carrying her over to her bed where he gently sat her on the edge of it. Leaning in for another kiss before slowly letting his fingers slide over her thigh. He gently removed each shoe she wore, setting them aside and caught her mouth again. "Condoms?" he asked her.
Katee shivered at the suggestion that he bend her over her dresser, finding the idea both hot and completely nervewracking. She was still way too inexperienced - and he was way too big - for her to be comfortable with that idea right now. She couldn’t quite hold in the soft relieved sigh when he said they’d try that another time, helping him to slide her bra off. She slid out of her panties, stepping out of them, shivering at the touch of his hands on her thighs, careful as they fastened her stockings up again.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he lifted her, already (still) wet for him, gasping into the kiss as his fingers slid up her thigh, her hips arching up impatiently. “The lacquer box, on my nightstand,” she murmured, gesturing vaguely. She slid her hand down his front, surer than she had been the last time they were in her bed. She unfastened his jeans, easing them down over his hips, sliding his underwear down with them.
He let her undo his pants and push those and his boxer briefs down his legs. He stepped out of them pretty easily as he crawled over her on the bed, reaching out to open the box she'd indicated. He found a massive stash of condoms inside and had to pull away from her lips to arch an eyebrow. He smirked a little and shook his head. "Guessing you plan on doing this a lot?" he teased as he retrieved a single package from the box and lay it on the bed. "Does that mean I was good?" he smirked.
Katee blushed. “I didn’t want to run out!” She protested, looking a little embarrassed. “And not that I have anything to compare it to...” she stuck out her tongue at him, then laughed. “But yes, you were good. You know you were good.” Her moaning and twitching under him had probably given that away. “C’mere, stud,” she joked, grabbing him by the nape of the neck and pulling him close for another kiss.
The blush was adorable and though he hadn't meant to make her embarrassed, it was worth it for the cute factor. "That was only the first time," he murmured against her lips as he tore the condom open and slowly slid it into place. "This time won't hurt," he reminded her. "Might be a little uncomfortable, but better than before." At least he hoped so. He liked thinking that he was the reason she felt good enough to twitch and writhe beneath him. He wanted to make her feel that again.
Katee shivered gently. “If it gets much better than that, you’re gonna have a dead cupcake,” she teased. She wasn’t sure she could take much more, if it was going to feel any more intense than that. Of course, maybe she’d get used to it. But she doubted she would, not completely. She stroked her fingers through his hair, brushing it back from his face, her hand sliding slowly down the nape of his neck. A couple of strands fell forward again, and she smiled. “Love it when your hair falls in your eyes like that,” she murmured. “Just makes me wanna brush it back again.” And of course, that meant touching him more.
"Well, I don't want a dead cupcake," he told her with a little chuckle and one more kiss. He smiled at her words about his hair and had to keep teasing her, at least partially. "Guess it would be bad to tell you that I wanna cut it?" he smirked. His hair was always in the way and it grew faster than he cared to think about. Eventually he'd just given up on cutting it short and let it grow to the length it was at currently. It was easier to deal with that way and haircuts happened less often.
Katee pouted. “Nooo! No cutting!” He was way too cute with his hair the way it was. Not that Katee thought he’d become less hot if he did, she just liked it the length it was. “I like how it’s long enough to hold onto,” she admitted, sliding her fingers into his hair, tugging gently for emphasis. Yeah, she definitely wanted him to keep the long hair.
He couldn't help but brightly grin at her when she pouted and all but forbade him from getting a haircut. "Well, I guess I'll just have to leave it this way," he sighed, pretending that it was such a horrible fate to be cast into. "Can't anger the cupcake," he teased, leaning in to steal another little kiss as he shifted between her thighs, using one hand to balance himself above her. The other slid between them, fingers grasping his cock and teasingly guiding it over her slickened folds. "Damn, baby," he breathed against her mouth. "Even the condom doesn't hide how wet you are for me."
Katee whimpered softly, thighs falling wide apart as he settled between them, her hips moving, rubbing herself against his cock. “Because of you,” she breathed on a low moan. “Your mouth, a-and your hands...” her words stuttered a little, as Ace’s cock slid against her entrance, nearly pushing in but not quite.
“Ace, please,” she murmured, biting her lip as she looked up at him pleadingly.
"No need to beg, sweetness," he assured her, pressing into the girl slowly and then shifting his hands to either side of the bed. He propped himself on his forearms so he could get closer to her as he slowly pressed to the hilt, eyes on her face as he sank completely inside of her. He had to bite his lower lip at the feel of her tightness wrapping around him. The slide was slow, mostly because she was still so damned much like a vice grip no matter how wet she was. "Fuck," he breathed, catching her mouth in a rough little kiss.
Shuddering, Katee clutched at his shoulders. She was aching already, slick and wet around him, able to feel every inch of him pressing into her. It hurt a little, but it wasn’t the sharp sting of their first time. She kissed him back, deep and passionate, one hand winding in his hair, catching hold of dark strands, holding him close. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her legs crossed at the ankle, heels digging into the top of his ass as she tried to spur him to move.
He did move, but slowly, pulling back only an inch or so before pressing into her again, the muscles of his ass flexing a bit with the motion. "Never gonna get tired of the way you feel," he breathed against her mouth, tugging at her lower lip with his teeth as his eyes fell on hers. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, falling into an almost lazy little pace. "Tell me your roommate's gonna be real late coming home," he all but pleaded. He intended to make sure she was tired from lovemaking by the time she fell asleep.
Katee still didn’t know how to take Ace’s compliments - she still wasn’t used to them, and they made her blush, and flounder for a response. Thankfully he followed it up with a question that was a lot easier to reply to. She nodded, biting at her lower lip.
“She’s a bartender,” Katee murmured, head falling back as he thrust in slowly, making her moan softly. “She won’t be back until 2am at least...” And god, she was real thankful for that right now. Katee loved her roommate to bits, but having her out of the apartment most evenings was proving to be very helpful. She didn’t want to share Ace with anyone just yet; nor did she want to put up with the teasing she’d no doubt have gotten if her roommate had been there and they’d disappeared off to bed this early.
"Excellent," he breathed against her lips, kissing her again as he slowly picked up the pace, but only by a bit. "Does that mean I can stay tonight?" he murmured. "I promise to sneak out quietly in the morning." Likely her roommate would still be sleeping when he had to get up to head into his first meeting for the day. Sleeping alone after this, however, wasn't something he really wanted to do.
Katee nodded, smiling against his lips. “Stay,” she whispered. “She knows I have a boyfriend, so you don’t need to sneak, even.” Hell, if her roommate woke up and saw Ace, that meant Katee got to brag, later. Not that she was overly smug about the hotness of her boyfriend, of course. “I don’t have class until later, so I can totally cook you breakfast, too.” She had no idea when Ace had to leave for work, but she wanted to see him as much as she could. And if that meant getting up an hour or two earlier than she normally would...well, it wasn’t really a hardship.
She kissed him again, tilting her hips up to meet each slow thrust, growing used to the feel of him inside her. She clenched her muscles experimentally around him, gasping at how good it felt, at the fire that raced through her, pooling in her stomach.
"You're going to spoil me," he whispered against her mouth, groaning a little when she clenched her muscles. "Fuck, Katee-bug," he breathed. "You're tight enough as it is, tryin' to kill me on top of it all?" he teased, hips barely moving, but aching to make her make that noise again. Good god this girl was going to be the death of him. If she ever decided she didn't want him, he was going to lose his head.
Katee grinned, definitely approving of the spoiling idea. He’d ruined her for any other guy, after all, it was only fair she return the favor. She nibbled gently at his lower lip, shifting under him, her hips rising slowly to meet each thrust of his hips. It was slow and steady, banking the heat inside of her, making her shiver gently under him.
“Feel good?” She asked softly, clenching again, loving that soft little groan he’d made.
She got another groan when she clenched her muscles once more. He couldn't even respond more than to just simply nod in answer. His hips moved just as slowly, just as steadily, not wanting this moment to end for quite some time. The delicious friction was something he wanted to hold onto for as long as he could possibly keep his climax at bay. With her teasingly tightening muscles, that might prove harder than he thought.
“Good,” she replied breathlessly, hitching her legs a little higher, moaning as that pulled him deeper into her. “Wanna make this as good for you as it is for me,” she murmured, stroking her hands down his neck, over his shoulders. He made her feel things she’d never felt before, she wanted to do the same for him. “God, Ace...” she whimpered softly, shifting under him, tilting her head up to kiss him again. “You feel so good...”
She was making it better than good. She was making it so perfect in fact that he was starting to forget how to breathe and think and do much more than whimper and groan appreciatively. "Katee," he whispered, catching her lower lip between his teeth and giving it a little tug. She was going to be the death of him, certainly.
Katee tugged him closer, kissing him hungrily. She was flushed with heat, her hands and body warmer against him, around him. She shuddered gently, her legs tightening around him as she arched up, pushed back against every slow thrust of his hips. “Harder,” she breathed, gently tugging on his hair. “I’m not gonna break.”
Well, he wouldn't argue with her wanting it harder. Harder he could handle. The speed of his thrusts didn't increase but the force behind each and every one did. He groaned at the delicious friction, at the warmth of her hands on his skin. His own hands shifted then, moving to slide along her arms to her hands, pushing them both back against the pillows. He held her wrists there above her head with one hand, the other going to her cheek as he leaned in to kiss her again. "Tell me how you want it," he breathed. "I wanna make you feel good, baby."
God, him pinning her hands down should not be as hot as it was. She flushed hotly, moaning his name as his fingers curled around her wrists, pushing them against the pillows. She curled her fingers in towards her palms, tamping down sparks, a slow shudder running from her head to her toes.
“This is good,” she gasped, voice husky. “Ohmygod this is good.” Whimpering, she arched her back, grinding against him eagerly. “Ace, please, more...”
Ace was slightly surprised at her reaction to him pinning her, but he surely wasn't disappointed. Quite the contrary. He was spurred on by her words and her shuddering body and the little sounds of pleasure that escaped her. If she wanted more, he'd give it to her. He rocked his hips a bit more quickly against hers, nipping at her neck and her earlobe before sliding his lips over her throat to the other side of her neck. "You like that?" he breathed against her skin.
Katee nodded, tilted her head back, baring her throat to him. She moved against him, under him, trying to get closer. Her nails dug into the palms of her hand as she shifted, arching up, a low whimpering moan escaping her. Her first time with Ace had been pretty spectacular; this was even better.
He hoped that things just continued to get better. If he had his way, they would. He growled in response to her bared neck and nipped at sucked at the tender flesh she exposed to him. The girl tasted like she had sugar dripping from every pore and he wanted nothing more than to keep tasting her for the rest of the night if she'd let him. But he was drawing so close to the edge that he knew he'd have to take a brief break between sets, a tingling pressure settling in his balls aching to burst forth. "So close, baby," he whispered against her skin as he lifted his head, eyes on her face and picked up the pace of his thrusts. "Come on, cupcake, make me come."
Katee shivered gently as Ace licked and nipped at her throat, heat rising within her again. She fought to keep control, keep from burning him, even as she writhed under him.
“Ace,” she whimpered, purposefully clenching her muscles around him, wanting to make him feel good, make him come. Every breath was a ragged moan, Katee started to twitch under him, her orgasm rolling over her suddenly, making her cry out as she shuddered hard, muscles working his cock, her thighs tightening around him.
The throbbing heat that rushed inside of him spilled over as she cried out and shuddered the way that she had. Good god he was going to die thanks to this woman. He growled in response to her clenching muscles, his body tensing and his thrusts becoming much more shallow as he thrusted two more times and spilled into the sheath between them. The sound of pleasure came out in a strangled sort of way as he rutted a couple more times, spilling every drop into the condom before finally relaxing against her, reluctantly releasing her hands and catching her mouth in a needy little kiss.
“Oh my God,” Katee gasped, wrapping trembling arms around him, kissing him back softly. She was shaking from head to toe, still coming down from that high. The twitch of his cock inside of her had her keening softly, muscles clenching down in reflex. “If that gets any better, I think I might die,” she admitted, sliding shaky fingers through his hair, petting him lazily.
"No dying," he breathed out as he kissed her again. "But I know what you mean, damn," he murmured against her lips. He took a second to slide out of her, tying the condom and tossing it into the nearest trash bin and then rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. His fingertips slowly slid over her back and he smirked a little. "You're amazing," he murmured.
Katee snuggled into him, practically purring as he stroked her back, sliding her knee between his thighs, her hand stroking his chest gently. “No, you are,” she replied, smiling. “That was incredible, baby.” She tilted her head enough to kiss his chest, humming happily. “So we’re gonna do that again, lots, right?” She teased, lifting her head enough to look at him. “Otherwise I might cry.”
Ace grinned and let out a soft, breathy chuckle. "Mhm," he murmured. As many times as I can muster," he smirked. In a few minutes he'd likely be all set to go again. "It should not feel as amazing as it does, but I'm not going to complain. Damn."
“Me neither,” Katee said with feeling. “I’m pretty sure you’ve ruined me for all other guys. Ever. Which I’m totally not complaining about, obviously, because you’re hot and awesome and...yeah.” She blushed a little, resting her cheek against his shoulder and snuggling close. “I like you. A lot.” Her fingers stroked his collarbone softly, tracing faint lines with her fingernails, her body pressed against his right down to her toes. “This is nice, too,” she murmured. She hadn’t done this with a guy; not just the sex, but the cuddling afterwards. Cuddling on a couch with friends, yes. In bed, naked, with a guy? Not so much. She could definitely get used to it, though.
He could stand her stroking his ego. Each little compliment had him smiling a little more broadly and as she curled closer to him, he pressed his lips gently against her temple. "It is nice," he agreed. "I like feeling you against me all tingly at warm," he admitted, words whispered against her skin. "I like you a lot too, just so you know."
She smiled, tilting her head up enough to kiss him slowly and sweetly. “Good, because otherwise that would suck. If I liked you and you didn’t like me.” Yeah, she was far more used to that than mutual liking. It was a rarity for her. “You want another cupcake?” Katee wanted a sugar rush. Ace had tired her out, she needed the energy. At least, that was the excuse she was going for. “Or I have a whole bunch of frosting left, if you just wanna eat chocolate frosting with a spoon.” And Katee obviously hadn’t made far too much frosting, just so she could do exactly that, of course.
Ace grinned and pulled her in closer, kissing her once more and nodding. "Mhm," he murmured. "But I'll need another few minutes before I can have a go with my favorite cupcake," he teased. Well partially teased because he definitely wanted another taste of that particular cupcake. "But yes, a cupcake would be lovely," he murmured against her mouth. "Or just frosting.” Sugar rush would help with energy for sure and he needed all the energy he could get.
Katee giggled into the kiss, lying in his arms for a moment before slowly pulling away. “I’ll be right back,” she promised, slipping on her dressing gown and padding out of the room. She returned within moments, holding a plate with two cupcakes in one hand, and the bowl of frosting with two spoons in the other. She handed him the plate, crawling back up onto the bed, taking off her dressing gown as soon as she was settled. “I couldn’t decide, so I brought both,” she told him, smiling as she leant in for another kiss.
He took the plate and watched her crawl into bed with that bowl of icing. "Both works," he murmured against her mouth. "I'm sure we'll need the energy tonight if not right now." He lifted one of the cupcakes and took a bite, letting out a soft hum of approval. "These really are awesome, by the way," he told her.
Katee sat crosslegged, covers over her lap, the bowl cradled between her knees. She took the other cupcake off the plate, carefully peeling back the wrapper and taking a bite. “Mmmm, yum,” she murmured. “Thank you,” she continued, smiling at him. “I wasn’t sure what kind you’d like, but I figured I couldn’t go wrong with chocolate. Everybody likes chocolate.” She brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, scooping a fingerful of frosting off the top of the cake, sucking it into her mouth.
He nodded. "Can't go wrong with chocolate," he agreed as he took a bite of the cupcake. Licking a bit of stray frosting from the corner of his mouth, he smiled at her as she licked the frosting off of her finger. How could something as simple as licking frosting turn into something so arousing? "I think you're going to drive me insane," he told her, leaning over enough that he could kiss the girl. "Frosting should not be this sexy."
Giggling softly, Katee kissed him back gently, still holding the cupcake in one hand. “I’d apologize,” she murmured, “but I’m not really sorry. At all.” Pulling back, she took another bite of the cupcake, leaning in to kiss him again once she’d swallowed, her lips still sticky with chocolate frosting. She couldn’t get enough of his kisses, of the way he felt against her. Setting the cupcake down on her nightstand, she shifted the bowl off her knees, crawling into his lap, winding her arms around his neck.
Ace moved the plate and the remnants of his own cupcake to the table by her bed and focused in on the girl now curling up on top of him. "Good," he murmured. "I don't want you to be sorry for it because I'm certainly not." Hell, Ace was perfectly content with her being as sexy and amazing as she wanted to be. How he'd ended up with a girl like Katee was beyond him, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let this one slip through his fingers.