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Tweak says, "I don't want to go"

Candy Quackenbush can walk on water. (toitshour) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2010-06-11 00:43:00

Entry tags:

candy quackenbush, eliot spencer

Who: Candy Quackenbush and Eliot Spencer.
What: Coming down after kicking ass.
When: Thursday/Friday afternoon, absolutely before Sam arrives on Saturday.
Where: The perp's apartment, the street, the Spencer ranch.
Warnings: Yup. They're grabby.

Beating up the guy had been satisfying, if easy. He was a drunk, not a fighter, an average guy with an average apartment and an average right hook. Which was to say, no match for Eliot. Or Candy, for that matter - she'd picked up a few tricks along the Abarat, and even from just watching Eliot.

When the guy was out cold, she leaned against the wall and looked at Eliot, a crooked smile on her face. "Hey," she murmured. "You ready, or you want to wait for him to wake up?"

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	toitshour 2010-06-16 10:52 pm UTC (link)
	She couldn't help moving her lips down to his neck, nibbling more firmly than usual. She hoped he wouldn't object to bruises, and she moved faster in response to his movements. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-18 02:00 pm UTC (link)
	Bruises were hardly a concern for him. He moaned in response to her biting, and rolled his head to expose more of his neck. His hips found a steady rhythm despite the confines of the cabin. He'd just find a way to use the lack of space to his advantage. One hand trailed along her skin, working toward her clit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

toitshour
2010-06-18 05:23 pm UTC (link)

Even though the risk was minimal, the threat of being seen still loomed in Candy's mind, making her move harder against him. She could feel his calloused fingers on her hip, working inward, and she leaned back. Using her hands against the other side of the tiny craft, she held herself up, looking down to meet his eyes. When his fingers started to move between her legs, she let out a ragged gasp, hair falling into her face. This wasn't something she ever thought she'd do in a glyph, not in a thousand years, but with Eliot, it felt right. Everything about him did.

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thatswhatido
2010-06-18 07:34 pm UTC (link)

Eliot moaned softly. The way she was moving against him...he wasn't going to last long. He gasped as she moved just so, shifting the pressure and the angle and the depth of his strokes. His eyes fluttered and he dragged his tongue across her salty, sweaty skin. His back arched, his muscles tightened. orgasm hit him hard, leaving him shuddering against her, pinned to the seat with so little room to move.

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toitshour
2010-06-18 08:08 pm UTC (link)

The way Eliot gasped brought her closer to the edge, and she cried out loudly when she felt his tongue sweep over her chest. His voice, his moans - those were the things that turned her on the most, and she wrapped her arms around him tightly, clinging to him as they both finished.

Breathing hard, she managed to move off of him, settling back next to him. She chuckled, leaning against him for a moment. "We need to beat more people down."

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	thatswhatido 2010-06-18 08:36 pm UTC (link)
	"'S plenty bastards out there that need to be knocked down a couple notches." Eliot shrugged. He hitched his jeans back up to his hips, but didn't bother with the button or zipper. "How far are we from the hotel?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-18 08:41 pm UTC (link)
	She stretched a bit, rolling her neck and purring loudly when it popped. Snapping her fingers, the glyph went from opaque gold to translucent. While still solid, they could both see right through the craft. "About a mile at our current rate of speed, but I'm going way slow for you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-18 09:58 pm UTC (link)
	"You don't have to go slow for me. At least, not now." He flashed the slightest devious little smile. A hand moved to finger her hair. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toitshour 2010-06-18 10:03 pm UTC (link)
	Smiling, she thought about them going faster to the hotel. The glyph responded to her thoughts by moving accordingly. She didn't have a way to gauge the speed, but she wasn't really worried about it. Eliot was smiling, and his hand in her hair made her sigh and close her eyes. "Thanks," she murmured. "I needed that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thatswhatido 2010-06-18 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	His answer was to lean forward and kiss the curve of her neck. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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