Good Idea At The Time - Gina/Eric
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Title: Good Idea At The Time Author: asknosecrets Fandom: RPS Pairing: Gina Torres/Eric Bana Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Slavefic AU. Disclaimer: This is in no way a true story. Word Count: 1383 Summary: There are times when having a body slave seems like a really good idea. Note: I'm fighting the muse on this one. So it's either stand alone PWP - which it can be read as - or a teaser for something more. Set in poisontaster's world, written with many thanks for letting us play in her sandpit. Feedback very welcome.
Silk sheets. They're such a cliche, barely even in fashion any more but Gina loves them anyway, the way they slide against her skin as she arches her back, one hand tangling in them while the other cups the back of Eric's head. The slave moves down where she guides him, one big hand pressed to the bed beside her hip and the other resting lightly on her inner thigh, thumb brushing circles over sensitive skin. Gina lifts her head to watch, looking over the long sweep of Eric's bare back, the play of muscles over broad shoulders. It's a gorgeous view, all that warm skin and leashed power, and Gina slides one leg over his shoulder as she pulls him in close.
Sometimes she thinks Eric knows her better than she knows herself, and right now is one of those moments. He follows her guiding hand, brushing a kiss against the inside of her thigh before turning his head, tongue dragging slowly up her skin. It's enough to have Gina arching her back again but he follows her movements, tongue delving between the lips of her pussy, licking slowly. She tightens her grip, fingers twisting in his short hair, and he groans, the sound vibrating against her skin.
"Masochist." she laughs, fingers tightening again as she gasps for breath, and he murmurs something back that might be a "Yes Ma'am" as he nuzzles against her. She knows that - has taken full and enjoyable advantage of that in the past - but right now she's not in the mood for toys and games, just his mouth on her body. It's just right for a lazy evening and she closes her eyes, head resting back against the pillow as she moves against him. She lifts her hips as his tongue pushes inside her, hand pinning him in place for a moment before she relaxes, giving him a few seconds to catch his breath. She's still gasping, hand reaching up from the covers to tease at her own nipples, fingertips pinching and squeezing lightly as Eric fucks her with his tongue, slow and steady.
But lazy only goes so far, and the way Eric's tongue moves starts to feel like teasing, just this side of enough. She tugs on his hair, pulling him up higher until his tongue brushes over her clit, sending a shudder of pleasure through her. He takes the hint and sucks gently, tongue circling around the nub of flesh until she's moaning and pushing up against him with every movement. She tries to catch enough breath to speak but he's ahead of her, one thick finger slipping inside her as she writhes, pushing in deep. Maybe it's training, maybe he just knows her, Gina doesn't care which as he strokes her and she shivers, moaning his name. He sucks harder, teeth grazing gently and she bucks up against him as she comes, head thrown back as pleasure dances over her skin.
Eric doesn't give up, doesn't pull away even when her hand slips from his hair, though the touch gentles some, finger sliding out until just the tip caresses her, then sinking back in. His mouth moves slowly over her, broad strokes of his tongue on still-tingling skin dragging another moan out of her, and she gets her hand back up to his hair, encouraging him. There's no more teasing now, and nothing gentle about the way his fingers and tongue move over her. It's just the way she likes it, something beyond perfect, and she bites her lip on a curse, fingers going tight in his hair once more as a second orgasm crashes over her, every inch of her skin aching for more until more is just enough and finally too much.
She pushes Eric lightly away, slumping back against the pillows to catch her breath, chest heaving. A tiny part of her mind reminds her just how self-indulgent this is, and that only adds to the decadence of it all. She pushes her hair back from her face, fingers brushing through the curls, and closes her eyes for a moment. The bed dips as Eric moves up from between her legs to settle beside her, no doubt waiting for more orders. She reaches out with a vague gesture and he curls up against her side, body wrapped around hers. It's really too warm for that kind of thing but she wants it anyway, the weight of his arm draped over her and the press of his body against her back as she rolls onto her side.
It's part of Eric's training that he doesn't quite press against her completely, though it's not difficult for Gina to tell just how needy he is. She reaches back, nails skimming up the firm muscle of his thigh, and pulls him in closer, settling back against him until they're skin to skin everywhere possible. His cock nestles against the cleft of her ass and she digs her nails into his thigh, just enough to make him shiver, body tensing. She half-considers turning, pushing him down onto his back and riding him, and the thought takes shape as she lays her hand over his, guiding it up to her breast. Rough fingertips circle her nipple and she rubs back against him, heat building in her body once more. She reaches down to touch herself, stroking lightly over her clit as his hands run over her skin, warming everywhere they touch.
"Turn over." It's an order, but it comes out as a throaty whisper as Gina looks back over her shoulder. Eric's hands slip away, dragging over her body as he moves to comply, and she rolls over to watch. He really is gorgeous, more now than when he was first handed over, a birthday present from doting parents, and Gina just lays there a moment, trailing her fingers down his chest. Eric moans under the touch, beautifully responsive, and in a swift movement Gina moves up to straddle him, knees either side of his waist, his cock pressing up against her as she looks down at him. Without prompting Eric lifts his hands to her waist, and she sinks slowly down onto him, letting him steady her as she moves.
Earlier she'd been content with just fingers, but right now she can't imagine any less than this, the thickness of his cock filling her completely, forcing a ragged moan from her throat. She splays one hand on his chest, eyes locked on his as she starts to move over him, rising up on her knees until he's barely inside her, then plunging down in one swift movement. She's not in the mood now for slow or lazy, and she leans forward enough to let Eric's arms slip around her, encouraging him to move. The first hard thrust gets another shudder of pleasure from her, then she's simply sliding down to meet his movements as he lifts his hips, eyes dark with need. The look makes Gina shiver and she clenches tight around him, feeling the shudder run through him. They're both gasping for breath, both fighting to hold out, and the tension in the air becomes something touchable, thick and hot against bare skin.
"Eric..." Gina whispers the word into a kiss, leaning down and pressing her lips to her slave's as she comes, body gripping tight around his cock. It's all the permission she can give Eric right now but he can read her - she's counting on that - and he moans into the kiss as he comes, arms tightening for a brief moment around her waist. She lets herself slump down against him, eyes half-closed as she catches her breath, feeling the unsteady rise and fall of his chest underneath her, the racing heartbeat.
With a lover she'd be sat up by now, smoothing her hair back and checking her lipstick, settling back into her every day self. Here she's free to relax, lounge on Eric and trace her fingers up over his jaw, cheek resting against his shoulder. This is her own home after all, and what's the use in having a body slave if you can't relax with them? Eric's still cuddling her close, warm underneath her, and she closes her eyes, pushing away any thoughts beyond how comfortable this is. The why can wait.