[He has her pleading already, soft whines mixing with the thumping of her body against the wall, free hand pulling at his hair. There's a suspicious coiling in her belly, slow and hot, and she needs it to break. She needs him to get her to that point where it breaks.]
[He wants nothing more than to make her come again, remember the way her body had felt trembling against him as she'd come before, and his hand slips between them, finding enough space between their bodies to rub between her legs even as he keeps up his hard rhythm, stroking her as he closes his eyes to concentrate on nothing bu the pleasure. He can't even conjure up the words to respond adequately, so he doesn't, just lets his quick and ragged breathing speak for him.]
[Words are impossible now. All he's going to get in return for his work is panting breaths and those breathless moans from earlier. Her eyes are twisted shut as she lets him work her body all over, feeling things tighten as she rolls her hips towards him. It almost feels too much to contain inside of her, like it's right under her skin threatening to burst out.]
[He can feel her body respond, can feel the way she moves her hips in response to his fingers, and he doesn't let up his motions, stroking her and thrusting into her rhythmically, wanting to push her over the edge. He knows she's right there, that she's close, and that spurs him on, panting against her shoulder as he does so.]
[He doesn't push her as much as throw her over the edge and she's coming around him, body stiffening as she pulls his head closer to her neck, holding on for dear life. The tremors start in her thighs, make their way down to her toes and then back up to the rest of her body until she's stuttering his name breathlessly.]
[He has to admit, he's been holding himself back a little, not wanting to come before she got to come again, but when she's holding onto him like that, gasping out his name, he realizes how close he is, too, and doesn't stop his quickened pace, gasping a little as he finally lets himself come. Swearing loudly, face against her neck, almost biting but not quite, he shakes a little as he does so, as though the orgasm almost took him by surprise.]
[She's still trembling against him, legs still wrapped around his waist, both from the dying out of her orgasm and the sensations drifting off of his. Her fingers stroke the hair at the nape of his neck, an almost too soft of a gesture to be showing a possible one night stand with a complete strange she met in a bar.]
[She should really let him go, but every so often, her body involuntarily clenches around him, still not quite finished. And anyway, if he gets soft enough that the condom slips off, gravity is on her side.]
For somebody with a baby face like this, you're deceptively strong.
Guess I'll go ahead and take that as a compliment.
[He's not exactly ready to let her go, either, although in a few moments, he might carry her over to the couch, or somewhere he can sit down. Still, he finds he likes holding her like this.]
[Angela gives a small yelp, surprised at the sudden movement from the wall to the couch. She expected him to put her down sooner or later, but it's nice on his lap. Nobody's complaining.]
I should ask if you want something to drink, be a good hostess, show you I have home training, but that means getting off.
[Humming a tuneless song, Angela dips her head to his neck, kissing the skin there softly. She's not trying to get him riled up again, only because she knows how men work, but she can't not touch either.]
Nah, probably would've sat there for a couple more hours, then would've gotten so drunk I got into a fight with someone, then would've gone on home to lick my wounds and sober up.
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[He has her pleading already, soft whines mixing with the thumping of her body against the wall, free hand pulling at his hair. There's a suspicious coiling in her belly, slow and hot, and she needs it to break. She needs him to get her to that point where it breaks.]
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You okay?
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Yeah, never been better. You?
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[There's a laugh in her voice, as breathless as it is, while she squeezes her thighs around him.]
Don't drop me.
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[He's happy enough to keep holding her up for as long as she wants him to.]
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For somebody with a baby face like this, you're deceptively strong.
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[He's not exactly ready to let her go, either, although in a few moments, he might carry her over to the couch, or somewhere he can sit down. Still, he finds he likes holding her like this.]
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[She deliberately clenches her muscles around him to prove her point.]
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Glad to hear it.
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I should ask if you want something to drink, be a good hostess, show you I have home training, but that means getting off.
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[He offers her a lazy smile as he finally relaxes into the couch.]
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Me too. Funny how that works.
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Good. This night turned out a hell of a lot better than I expected it to.
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Don't tell me your original plan was to sit there all night.
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Nah, probably would've sat there for a couple more hours, then would've gotten so drunk I got into a fight with someone, then would've gone on home to lick my wounds and sober up.
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[That's the understatement of the century.]
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