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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 2009-04-13 10:35 am UTC (link)
	Oh God, yeah, that was just right. Jason held himself just right to hit that spot again, lifting his head so that he could watch her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 10:45 am UTC (link)
	Martha moaned, God, there, again, so good, intense, her head tilting back, throat bared and stretched, her heels digging into his bum as she strained to get closer, deeper, more. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 10:49 am UTC (link)
	He bowed his head, sucking a mark into the skin over her pulse as he moved. The strokes became longer now, still less than half his length but definitely enough to be felt as his hips snapped forward to get deeper. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 10:56 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, God!," Her eyes closed, back arching to match the curve of her neck, shuddering and tightening around him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 10:59 am UTC (link)
	"God, yeah," he groaned, pushing himself up a little more to be able to thrust harder. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:05 am UTC (link)
	"Jason," she managed, soft and broken, breathless, legs tightening to meet him, pushing up, stronger, faster, harder. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:07 am UTC (link)
	He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her chin, along her jawline. "I gotcha," he murmured, holding himself with one hand as he slid the other to her ass, helping to keep her close and tight against him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:12 am UTC (link)
	God, yes, he did, really did. She scratched her hands down his back, getting hold of his bum and helping with that closeness, writhing as sensation grew, building, too much to keep inside her and escaping in soft sounds with every breath. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:16 am UTC (link)
	His own movements were getting jerky. Uncoordinated as he pushed against her. The hand on her ass moved, over her hip and down to where they were connected, thumb finding her clit. "Close," he told her, rolling his thumb over the nub. "Need to feel you, Martha." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:23 am UTC (link)
	"Can't you already?" she gasped out, and if she'd had more breath she'd have laughed, God, so tight, so hot, so full of him, everything pressing against her skin, so much, too much, spilling over into an orgasm that had her calling his name and clinging hard, his body the one solid constant as the rest of everything faded into redblack pleasure. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:27 am UTC (link)
	He couldn't laugh either. Just gasp out her name as she came, hard and tight around him. Then his entire body jerked, pushing as deep as he could into her as he came straight after her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:30 am UTC (link)
	The extra pressure, extra push, more depth, just kicked everything higher. Martha reared up, and bit Jason's shoulder, hard, muffling a scream against his skin, heat flushing through her, sweat slicking her skin against his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:33 am UTC (link)
	The bite turned his shout into a whine, straight from the back of his throat as he pulsed inside her. Then he shuddered, catching himself on his elbow before falling on top of her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:37 am UTC (link)
	Martha wrapped around him, holding on, and using all her weight to pull him down. She wanted his bodyweight on her, dammit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:43 am UTC (link)
	Jason huffed out a laugh, settling slowly. More to make certain of the weight distribution than anything else. Once settled, he rubbed his nose against hers. "Hey." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:46 am UTC (link)
	That rub was definitely enough to get a laugh from her, soft and breathless, stretching to kiss him. "Hey." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 11:55 am UTC (link)
	Kisses. Kisses were awesome. Jason bent so that she didn't have far to stretch, licking lightly at her lips. Not quite chaste but not with the same heat as before, either. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 11:58 am UTC (link)
	Kisses were amazing. Just...gentle, and lazy, while she tried to get her breath back, and slow her heart down. "You're amazing." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 12:00 pm UTC (link)
	He had to laugh softly at that, grinning. "I don't know. I was only doing about half the work and it all felt pretty amazing." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 12:03 pm UTC (link)
	That wasn't going to help steady her heartbeat, at all. "Seriously. That was....God, I can't imagine a better way to break the drought." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 12:05 pm UTC (link)
	That did bring a faint flush to his cheeks and Jason grinned at her. "Glad to hear it. Still think people are blind, though." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 12:09 pm UTC (link)
	She returned a smile for his grin. "Well, they haven't exactly seen me like this." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 12:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Too bad. You'd never have a drought again." There was no way anybody could see her like this and not want to touch her. Or more. He leaned down, kissing her again lightly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	missjones 2009-04-13 12:17 pm UTC (link)
	She stretched up to meet the kiss, drawing it out, slow and languid, luxuriating in the taste and heat of his mouth. "I bet you don't have to worry about that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pomme_de_sang 2009-04-13 12:20 pm UTC (link)
	He flashed her a quick grin. "Gotta admit, droughts of the sexual nature aren't really a worry for me. It helps that I wouldn't mind walking through town naked." And had. "Plenty of other worries, though, so it evens out." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)