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Tweak says, "gimme your tots."

missjones (missjones) wrote in whoville,
@ 2009-04-04 20:38:00

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Martha curled up in the lobby, wrapped her arms around her knees, and leaned her head back against the wall. "I," she announced, "am going to become a nun. A lesbian nun."

It was the only answer.

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	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:12 am UTC (link)
	This was better. Easier. He knew this. Jason tilted his head, deepening the kiss as he brushed his hands over the sides of her breasts. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:14 am UTC (link)
	Definitely easier than trying to explain the whole alien thing. And felt a lot better, too. She shivered, heat spreading from the touch of his hands, and swayed against him, taking a half-step back towards the bed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:16 am UTC (link)
	He followed her, sliding his hands down her sides again to get rid of her trousers. Because it would be a lot more comfortable without them. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:18 am UTC (link)
	Martha wriggled, hips shifting to let her jeans slide over them, and rubbed her left foot against her right leg to encourage the jeans to slide down so she could step out, suddenly exposed in just her knickers. Plain, black, rather skimpy, simple cotton. Well, it wasn't like she was putting on a show for anyone on a regular basis. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:35 am UTC (link)
	Jason liked underwear well enough for the aesthetic reasons, even if he didn't use it himself. He kicked her jeans aside, pressing backwards to get Martha onto the bed. The underwear could be taken care of. In a little bit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:37 am UTC (link)
	The press pushed her back enough to stumble, automatically clinging harder to Jason when she lost her balance, slipping back to land on the mattress with a soft laugh. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:40 am UTC (link)
	He followed her down, laughing as well. "Whoops, sorry. Didn't mean to do it that hard." They'd need to move around a bit more to get legs properly on the bed and all. Jason didn't worry about it, yet, instead bending to kiss Martha again. Since her mouth was right there and she did taste really good. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:43 am UTC (link)
	"Super strength again?" she asked dryly, and rolled over on top of him, legs firmly onto the bed and Jason's skin pressed against hers, smooth and warm and...oh, God, just good. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:46 am UTC (link)
	"Nah. Just misjudged your balance." Which was true. He'd thought she was a bit better set than that. Not that he was going to complain with her on top of him. His hands slid down to top with the waistband of her panties, then sliding his hands up her stomach. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:49 am UTC (link)
	"You make me unsteady," she confessed, and shivered again, muscles tensing and jumping at his touch. She pressed herself up, one hand bracing against the mattress, and smoothed the other hand over his chest, taking the opportunity to look down at him. "You really are gorgeous." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:52 am UTC (link)
	"It just sounds sad if I say I'm used to being the plainest in the room, right?" Because she hadn't met Jean-Claude. Or Asher. Or Nathaniel. Or any of the others he hung around with on a regular basis. "And I definitely think I am right now because you? Are just stunning." People around here were blind. They had to be. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 08:56 am UTC (link)
	She blushed, and closed her eyes for a moment, biting her lip. She wasn't exactly a victim of false modesty, or short of self confidence, but she didn't exactly measure up to Jason. Not the way she saw him. "You're really not plain," she insisted, tilting sideways to watch her hand trail down further. "Don't make me tickle you again, mister." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 08:59 am UTC (link)
	"That's it. I'm so not introducing you to Jean-Claude." He grinned widely, knowing she'd probably run into the vampire somewhere. But he had to make the joke. He pushed himself up, settling Martha back in his lap so that he could kiss her again before working his way down her throat and across her collarbone. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 09:01 am UTC (link)
	"Not in the room," she protested breathlessly, and wrapped her legs around his hips, head dropping back with a sigh and hands fastening on his biceps to stop herself falling back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:05 am UTC (link)
	He murmured something unintelligible against her skin, leaving off her collarbone to move downward. He bent his head, following the slope of her breast downward with his tongue before he flicked her nipple with the tip of it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 09:07 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, God, Jason." More, God, yes, sensitive as anything and that just felt insanely good, fingers digging into his arms as heat and want grew, making her squirm in his lap. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:13 am UTC (link)
	That was a very good response. Jason grinned, making a little spiral with his tongue before finally closing his lips over the tip of her breast, suckling lightly. One arm wrapped around her waist, helping to keep her upright while his other hand cupped and massaged her other breast. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

missjones
2009-04-12 09:16 am UTC (link)

That support gave her chance to use her hands for something other that desperately holding onto him, and one of her hands found his head, fingers lacing into his hair, into the warmth, following the movements of his head as his mouth and hand pulled desire tighter and heavier in her stomach. She sighed softly, a faint whimper on the tail end, and closed her eyes, wriggling to try and get closer, knees lifting to press her thighs against his sides.

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	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:22 am UTC (link)
	That. He wanted to hear more of that. He closed his fingers around her nipple, rolling it lightly between them as he added just the edge of teeth to the one in his mouth. Careful and gentle, doing his best not to make it too much. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 09:25 am UTC (link)
	The edge of teeth was nowhere near too much. Just...spice. A contrast to the lush heat of his mouth, making her fingers tighten in his hair, not quite warning, groaning quietly at the added sensations, pull and bite and heat layering together. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:32 am UTC (link)
	He hmmed softly against her skin, flicking his tongue across her nipple, rocking up against her. He wasn't hard yet. Wasn't even anywhere close to being hard yet, but he could scent her arousal and he needed to move. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 09:35 am UTC (link)
	God, much more of that and she'd be coming already, and she couldn't remember last time she came without even a touch to her clit. If ever. She moaned, wriggled, and pushed back, meeting and matching the rock of his hips, rubbing wet against his stomach. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:44 am UTC (link)
	He dropped the hand at her waist to her ass, massaging as he leaned closer and sucked harder. He really wanted her to come. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-12 09:47 am UTC (link)
	She wasn't exactly against the idea herself, her free hand going back to his shoulder to stop herself falling when his supporting hand moved, and arched back with a soft cry. "Jason, god, Jason, please..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-12 09:56 am UTC (link)
	Jason glanced up at her, sucking hard. His other hand dropped away from her breast and down between her legs. He didn't bother trying to get her underwear out of the way. Instead, he just pressed his fingers against her from the outside, rubbing in time with his mouth. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)