Macintosh (applestooranges) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-02-08 15:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, big mcintosh, nymphadora tonks |
Who: Big Mac and Tonks
Where: At his house
What: Making food, making whoopie
When:Recently
Warnings/Rating: NC-17 for sex
Status Complete
Big Mac smiled, eyes warm, nostrils flaring as he inhaled her warm scent. It was all her, completely her and it made him positively horny, and relaxed. Well, everywhere but one place, it made him relaxed. And that place was most definitely at attention. She filled him with wonder, and wishes for more time, more ability to be with her.
She was here with him, even now, as he set the ingredients out and he smiled to her, warmth in his eyes. “Hello.” His voice was soft, almost shy, and he grinned at her with that smile she alone got. “I’m glad you could make it.” He nodded. “Ready to learn to make glazed chicken?”
Tonks smiled back, “Hey” she said softly in return, stretching up to kiss him because, really, she couldn’t not. She was sure it was some kind of addiction, the need to be with him as much as possible but it wasn’t one she really wanted to get over. “I really hope you know the kind of danger you’re putting your kitchen in” she whispered against his lips before drawing away and grinning, “Ready and willing student” she told him.
He groaned into that kiss, one hand stroking her back for a moment, then smiled more as they parted. He nodded, eyes bright, loving how she smiled back. Yum. And he was very glad at how she seemed to want to be with him.
“Anything is worth going through with you.” He nodded, then turned to the ingredients. “This morning, we have boneless,skinless chicken breasts, apple glaze, vegetable oil, a bowl and a large pan.” he gestured for her to follow him and went to the sink. “First, we wash hands, which we’ll do a lot. Working with raw chicken means we want to be very careful.”
He didn’t like to talk a lot, but he would do so now, for her. He started showing her how to glaze the chicken and actually cover the pan in oil so that the chicken would be protected and yet cook without extra unhealthy-ness. He smirked as he led the way to the sink, yet again, after glazing the chicken the second time. “Wash, wash, wash. Always make sure to get the previous round’s remnants off your hands before going on to the next thing to do.” His hip bumped hers, gently.
She couldn’t help blushing at his compliment before focusing on listening to what he was saying and following the instructions to the letter. She appreciated him taking the time to teach her, especially knowing how quiet he was naturally. She was thrilled that she was one of the only people who heard him talk so much, she loved his voice.
As he bumped his hip into hers she grinned up at him, “Got it” she said, “Wash, wash, wash”
Big Mac bent his head and captured her mouth in a kiss as they turned back to the counters. The oven was next. “Always check the oven. Sometimes we forget to clean it after something so you want to make sure it is clean before starting pre-heat.” He was next to her as he opened it, and showed her how to gently stroke the inside lining to check for dust or anything left behind, then to use a moist doubled over paper towel to wipe it down. That done, he closed it and started the pre-heat and set the timer for it. “Then we wait, keeping an eye on everything.” He smirked as he looked at her.
She was beautiful and having her this close was doing very nice things to him. One arm slid around her, gently tugging her to come closer, and he kissed her again, front pressed against hers.
She laughed softly as he pulled her against him and kissed her, “I like this version of waiting” she told him when they separated, “It’s a lot more fun” she told him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.
“Me too.” Big Mac grinned and kissed her back, his other arm sliding around her and the hand sliding down to gently stroke her ass through her clothing. She felt good against him, and holding her and kissing he always affected him. He was rather quickly getting aroused. He smirked against her lips. “You feel good.”
Tonks moaned into the kiss as his hand stroked her ass, she was suddenly really glad she’d chosen to wear the dress instead of the jeans. She smiled wickedly at his words as she moved her hips, “You’re feeling pretty good yourself” she told him.
He shivered at the feel of her and of her movement against him. He smirked as his hand slid down until it found the bottom of her dress, then up again, under it, seeking to caress that bottom again, more closely. “Cooking is more fun with you.”
She caught her bottom lip between her teeth as his hand once more caressed her, this time without the barrier of her dress. “I’m finding I’m enjoying it more and more”
Mac smiled softly and nibbled on her lip, too, grinning at her. “Good. I want you to enjoy it fully.” He waggled his eyebrows and kissed her, hard, and warmly. And groaned into the kiss. She always made him feel incredible.
“I want to fill all your hungers.”
She laughed at his eyebrow waggle before he kissed her and god he was good at that. Really, really good.
“Mmm I think you stand a good chance, since they all involve you” she told him tightening her arms around him bringing their bodies into even closer contact.
“Good.” Big Mac smiled against her and hugged her tight, groaning as he ground against her, pressing her to the counter... just as the timer went off. He heaved a sigh, kissed her, then moved to slide the food into the oven, and reset the timer. Then he was back to her and smirking as he pressed her against the counter again.
“Now we have time to be... hungry.” His hands slid down and gripped the bottom of her dress raising it so he could grind against her again.
Oh yeah, the dress had been a good choice. She gasped as he ground against her before sliding her hands under his shirt so they could stroke along his sides and back. He felt so strong under her fingers she loved touching him and being touched by him. She still had a thing for his hands, the way they touched her drove her completely wild.
His hands were busy groping and kneading her ass as he rolled his hips against her, and he moaned into the kiss as he stroked her body, wanting her to know how much he wanted her. He was aroused, under his pants, and he shuddered at the friction of the material against his erection. NNgh, this was fun!
He kissed her again, loving how she moved with him, and showed her enthusiasm.
There was no way Tonks could or would hide her enthusiasm for him, he could excite her with just a look and she wanted him to know that. Especially as it wasn’t as easy for him to tell as it was for her.
As they kissed she wrapped one of her legs around his changing the angle and friction of their lower bodies. She kissed him passionately, her tongue almost dueling his.
Big Mac smirked at her and waggled his eyebrows. His tongue and hers wiggling and swirling around, playing. One hand stroked and teased along her ass as the other slide between them. to stroke her front, then to unbuckle and unbutton his jeans and let them fall. The next moment, his erection sprang free against her.
Tonks smiled into the kiss as she felt him free his erection, she slid one hand down his chest and stomach and teased her fingers along his hardness. Taking him in her hand she slowly began to move it up and down, sometimes firm, sometimes teasingly light.
Mac moaned as she teased him like that and he groaned, that hand now stroking down her belly as he stroked her in turn, his other hand still groping her ass. He kissed her harder, moaning as he moved against her hand, knowing soon he was going to fuck her against that counter...
And god did Tonks want him to. He was driving her crazy with his stroking, groping and kissing. She gasped and moaned into his mouth as her excitement grew, her hips moving, encouraging as she moved her own hand in rhythm with him.
He finally had had enough getting ready and used his hand to move hers and shift her up against the counter behind her even as he pressed forward. He kissed her, hard, as he slid into her, slow and sure. Mac hissed out her name in pleasure and moaned as he felt her slide around him so tight and hot.
Tonks breathed his name into his skin as he filled her, panting against his shoulder as they moved together. “Oh god Mac” she managed before kissing him again.
Mac groaned as he thrust in and out of her. His cock seemed super-sensitive as it slid in and out of her, skin sliding along skin in a slow torturous drag, a lovingly incredibly good drag. She felt so intense, so stretched around him, and it made him shudder in pleasure. “T-Tonks...”
Her back arched as she clenched around him, her body pulsing as he set the rhythm. He felt amazing in her, filling her deeply and fully. She encouraged him with her body, feeling her own pleasure mounting as she panted out his name.
Mac moved faster, and harder, pressing her back against the counter, moaning as he fucked her with longer and harder strokes. She felt incredible, and every thrust seemed to make him feel like he was going to come, every pull back, bringing new pleasure.
Tonks moaned wantonly as he thrust into her with hard and powerful strokes. God it felt good, she was so wet and so close. She clung to him as he fucked her telling him how good it felt between gasps of pleasure.
Every time she spoke, every time she moved with him, it drove him more and more lust-mad, and his thrusting got faster, more needy. Yes! He moved in her and bent his head to kiss her, hard, passionate, wanting, His eyes moved to hers and the love in them was truly starting to show.
Tonks’ eyes reflected her own feelings for him, she hid nothing and held back nothing as she kissed him. Her hips moving just as needily as his thrusting.
As he felt his lust mounting and his pleasure rising, he ground deep into her, one hand sliding down to grope her ass and tease at her tiny asshole, his mouth on hers and his tongue pressing against her lips. She made him want to do all the things.
She gasped as he played with her ass, her mouth opening to his tongue. She felt the pleasure building inside her and the teasing at her hole pushed her over the edge as she pulsed around him.
As she came around him, he cried out and thrust deep, and came as well, shuddering as he filled her, emptying in her his pleasure and his joy. Her name was on his lips, a shout to the heavens.
As he came down from it, he gently let her away from the counter, but still held her, grinning. And then the oven dinged.
And he laughed.
Tonks laughed too, “My god we’re good” she said, when she could speak, “And we have great timing too” she grinned.
He smirked and kissed her, then slowly pulled from inside her, groaning as he did so.
He moved to the oven and removed the glazed chicken which was a golden brown and smelled glorious. “Nngh, good food, made better by the way we waited...” He winked at her as he set it on the cooling rack. Some steamed veggies were pulled from the quiet steamer to the left, and then he nodded. “And we have food. Can fulfill this hunger before going back to second on the other...” He smiled softly at her.
She gasped and bit her lip as he slid from her, the bereft feeling she always felt when he left her body taking over swiftly.
She lent on the counter and watched him, her head tilted. God he was gorgeous, she would never get enough of just looking at him. She smiled and pushed away from the counter, sauntering close to him, “Excellent plan” she told him, her words against his lips before she kissed him.
Big Mac loved to watch her, and to be watched by her. He'd never felt as appreciated as when she was with him. It was nice.
He kissed her back tenderly, one hand sliding down to fondle her ass. He did like it.
After the kiss, he smiled shyly. "You make me feel amazing."
Tonks was beginning to realize how much he did like her ass, but she had to say she didn’t really mind. In fact it was quite reassuring.
She wound her arms around his neck and smiled, “You are amazing” she told him, “But I know what you mean, you make me feel the same” she blushed slightly.
Mac nodded. He kissed her again. "Whenever we're together, I find myself feeling this way."
"Now, lets eat."
Tonks felt light and happy as she kissed him again before nodding. “It’s a good job you’re a great cook” she told him, “Because we certainly work up enough of an appetite” she winked as they moved things to the table to eat.
“We do, at that, don’t we.” He laughed as he worked with her, then settled to a chair to eat. It felt good to laugh, and to eat and to just be together. He liked being with her. A lot.
This was good.
FIN.