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Henry Spivey/Edward Albright (dearthair) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-11-12 17:29:00

Entry tags:

edward albright, henry spivey, norah skinner

Who: Henry Spivey and Dr Norah Skinner, and Edward Albright later on
What: Embarassing moments/Arrival
Where/When: Skinner's office,Now (their arrival into UTR)
Warnings: NWS

He felt groggy, upon waking, and it took a moment for his mind to register what was happening. He blinked rapidly, as consciousness slowly brought him to reality. He was...no, Edward was, he remionded himself. He was married, faithful to his wife. Edward, on the other hand, didn't seem to understand commitment. He froze, hips giving an involuntary thrust, burying him deep within her. Not just any woman. Of course not. Edward liked to mess around with people Henry knew.

Dr Skinner was a low blow. Not quite as devistating as the knowledge Edward was actively sleeping with Henry's wife, Henry wasn't sure he'd ever get over that. He'd go head to head with Edward if he could. He couldn't blame Angie, she thought Edward was her husband. If Henry could make believe he was Edward and not get himself killed, it made sense that Edward could pretend he was Henry and no one would question it.

"I can't..." Henry had little control over his body, just then. His hips spasmed, and then his hands. He wanted to touch her, and finish what Edward had started, and yet, he couldn't allow himself. Despite how good it felt, how tight, how perfect. He groaned, and culred his hands into fists, trying to distract himself from the pleasure. He had to pull away, stop this before it went any further. it was already too far.

Edward could, and would, fuck anything that moved. Even if Henry wanted to be like that, he wouldn't start with his shrink.

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hasnowillpower
2008-11-12 04:38 pm UTC (link)

Norah always felt that she had done an impeccable job of keeping Henry from finding out about her and Edward. Hell, she had done an impeccable job of making him think that she was just his shrink up until a couple of nights ago. Somewhere in all of this, she knew without a doubt that there was a very real possibility that something like this would happen. Of course when you're in the middle of having sex, the thought that he could switch back over to Henry in the midst of it was pretty much a non-existent idea.

Maybe she had seen the signs, the look on his face, but she was also very close to having an orgasm, which meant everything else could pretty much sod off. Of course when he muttered that he couldn't and tried to move away, the logical part of her brain seemed to switch back on.

"... Henry? Shit.." Oh the mind and the brain, how badly one wanted to override the other.

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dearthair
2008-11-12 04:44 pm UTC (link)

"This isn't..." He shook his head. His body tried to out weigh his mind. Desire washed over him. His hips rucked against her, even as his hands pushed at her shoulders.

His eyes were wide, almost wild. Pulling away from her distressed him nearly as much as staying and seeing things through. His eyes closed and he dropped his head.

"It's all wrong," he murmured, finally breaking away from her. His erection throbbed painfully without the warmth and security of her body, without the friction of thrusts.

	dearthair 2008-11-12 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	Henry gasped, the intensity nearly blinding in the assault to his senses. After a moment, his heart began to slow, though his pulse continued to throb in his ear. He managed to open his eyes and look up at her. A hand moved to caress her arm, and over her shoulder. He couldn't find his voice to say anything, and only looked at her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hasnowillpower 2008-11-12 09:53 pm UTC (link)
	Norah didn't get to ask another question before it felt like the whole office was being destroyed. But no, they were just being swept up into the vortex. She didn't know what was going on, until she landed somewhere else with a hard thud. Well at least she was indoors. But her backside hurt. And she was still naked. "Henry?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)