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Tweak says, "I cry your pardon, gunslinger."

Dick Grayson (gothamboy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-10-21 22:40:00

Entry tags:

carrie kelley, dick grayson

Who: Carrie Kelley and Dick Grayson
What: Sexy things!
Warnings: Language and sexy things.

It had been a weird day. He'd been joking when he'd suggested that he would rather spend the night in than go out and crimefight with Carrie, but the speed of her reaction meant that she probably wanted to stay in more than she'd admit. And then he'd made a passing mention of tying her down (metaphorically speaking), and she'd been very quick to volunteer (non-metaphorically speaking). Clearly it was his responsibility to pay attention to his wife.

Dick walked up behind Carrie and slid his arms around her waist. "I think I promised my girlfriend something, but I can't quite remember what." Smiling, Dick pressed his lips to her neck. "Might have involved something in this vein," he muttered.

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girlwonder
2008-10-30 10:36 pm UTC (link)

There was a moment of fumbling when Dick reached up. Hips still rocking against hers, he fought the ropes. Either he wanted Carrie's hands on his body or he was feeling generous enough to free her. No matter which he desired most, their combined efforts freed Carrie's hands. It had taken seconds, but to Carrie it had seemed far too long to get the use of her arms back. One of hers hands slid into his hair, the other clawed his back.

Had she been able to speak, she would have thanked Dick for the help. She'd wanted to touch him the moment he'd taken her wrists in his hands. But, caught in the moment, she couldn't articulate thoughts. She moaned and sighed and screamed his name. Hopefully he'd hear a note of gratitude in her voice.

When she came a second time, Carrie arched up into Dick. Throwing her head back, she squeezed her eyes shut and lost herself in pleasure. When she could breathe again, she pressed a soft kiss to Dick's throat.

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gothamboy
2008-10-30 11:30 pm UTC (link)

Freeing Carrie seemed to have done more to arouse her than ever his lips or hands could have done. Her screams could have deafened him, and he wouldn't care. Her nails could have cut deeper, and he wouldn't care. There was nothing that could have happened to change how Dick felt right then.

As she screamed, Dick felt like he could either climax along with her or die holding back. He moaned her name as he came, though the sound was probably lost in the din of her orgasm. Trembling, breathless, and feeling incredibly in love, Dick's sweat-slicked body rested gently against Carrie's. He brushed her hair from her face and looked into her eyes. "I love you."

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girlwonder
2008-11-01 08:22 pm UTC (link)

It took Carrie longer than normal to return to her senses. Dick's voice helped her back. Breathing out a quiet sigh, her lips curled into a smirk. She was comfortably wrapped around her husband. There wasn't anywhere else she'd rather be.

"Love you, too," she said tenderly after a moment of catching her breath. Her throat felt a little raw from all the screaming, so any words that came out of her mouth sounded extra husky. Her lips brushed his chin and cheek. "That was good," she murmured happily against his skin.

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gothamboy
2008-11-01 09:17 pm UTC (link)

"Mhm," he replied, mostly into her hair. He knew that part of the reason she'd been so quick to jump into bed was because she wanted to get her mind off of Bruce, but he didn't care. He was in love with her. His job was to make her happy. And if distracting her was what it took to make her happy, he wasn't going to complain.

"Be sure to tell me when you're good to go again," he said, smirking. Soft laughter was her only response. Eventually they managed to pull apart, but only long enough to get under the covers. Most of the time, they stayed awake. They showered and went about their day or night, whichever was appropriate. Or they lay in bed and talk for a while. Tonight, everything that had to be said, had been. He loved her. She loved him. To judge from the faint smile on Carrie's face as she drifted off to sleep, she didn't need much else.

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