noteasytobepink | The morning after

He flinched at the pinch, grinning wickedly.

"That mean this is gonna be a stand off?"

That, could be fun.

And since all was fair, his head ducked and he nipped at her collarbone, running his tongue over the spot while his hands worked over the skin of her thighs.

"Mmm, stand off, sit off, whatever floats your boat lover." She grinned and reached down to snag one of his hands with her own free one (her other was busy thank you).

Yes, his hand, all the better to nibble his fingertips and then slowly suck one of his fingers past her lips.

His eyes lifted from their focus on her shoulder, and watched her take his finger in.

Yeah, he was probably going to lose this one. But that really wouldn't be so bad. In the meantime, he'd try to at least make it interesting.

Bowing his head again, he nipped at her earlobe, moving his mouth and teeth down to the pulse point on her throat, and along her shoulder; sucking a bruise on her collar.

His free hand slid up along her side until he was cupping her breast, and kneading it.

She let her tongue play along the whorls of his finger then his knuckles before teasing teeth lightly over his skin as she drew back and...started on the next finger. Hard, drawing suckling that bumped his palm against her chin a time or two but...

...but oh. Some bruising was nice honestly. The pressure on her collarbone and the kneading was enough to make her nuzzle and hum happily against his fingers. Her other hand was going to abandon his nipple in favor or wrapping in his hair and holding him closer.

It'd be back though!

She was killing him with her mouth, and had his hips arch when she took his finger in deep.

When she pulled him close he exchanged his hand for his mouth, leaving her collar and bending lower to place his mouth on her breast. His teeth grazed her nipple lightly, and his tongue followed to swirl around it.

His hand went from her chest around to her back, and slid down, squeezing her ass through the terry cloth she had on.

If he was going to play that way, and oh gods she liked the turn the game had taken yes! But if he was going to play that way it was time to arch her hips against his start timing that suckling to the undulations.

Luckily she had no desire to see him dead?

Nope.

Just really, really naked.

And that hand in his hair was going to start combing down to his neck to tease nails along the skin there. Mmmm, yep.

Oh, she was definitely going to win this one. It was taking all his will power to not yank off her towel, and in fact he couldn't keep his hand from fisting in it a moment before he reopened his hand and used his open palm to pull her against him.

A shiver raced down his spine with the rake of her nails, and he lifted his mouth to gasp against her skin.

"Christ-- "

Well, she'd probably only win because she had a really good imagination a good solid mouthful of him? Even if it wasn't the mouthful she really wanted!

That little oath though? That made her laugh warmly, the action giving her throat just a touch more depth...

...hmmm, it would be so easy to slide off his lap and nudge that towel aside wouldn't it? There was a thought. Ohhh, or she could not nudge the towel aside, mouth him through the cloth and still stay within the rules.

Oh, yeah, she liked that idea. Thought was action to the deed as she drew her mouth off his fingers with a last, lingering lick before fighting free of his grasp to slide down in front of his knees.

For a moment, as she wriggled free, he thought maybe he had won, and he was totally willing to go ahead and give in and help her with her own towel. But then she was pulling away completely, and he looked at her in confusion.

"What're you-- "

Then she was kneeling in front of him, and the words died in his throat as his brain went offline for a moment as he looked down at her.

She grinned up at him wickedly for a good long moment before ducking down to wrap her lips around the most prominent fold in the towel. And her hands were going to brace on his thighs to keep that towel from...slipping...

...wouldn't want that would they?

Granted, the thick layers of toweling did limit what she could actually get in her mouth but...it got the point across didn't it?

It did, and Bill found himself gripping the sides of the chair just to keep still.

It was good, but certainly not enough and finally he broke.

Letting out a shaky breath, he shook his head at her.

"Fuck, Clarice, uncle already, I give. You're makin' me crazy here." In a good way, a very, very good way, but she had him needing more.

She nipped the top of the towel arch and laughed before sliding her hands up his thighs under the towel. "Few more minutes of frustration there and I'd have cracked..." she admitted. It was a close game!

"Your choice though...want me to stay down here?" And now she was satisfying that initial desire to nudge toweling aside! Yay!

Minutes, she had him beat by miles if she'd actually been able to hang on that long.

His skin prickled beneath the slide of her hands, and hell, she couldn't ask him a question like that in this situation! The answer was invariably, "Uh... "

He did manage a slow head nod, and a quirked smile.

"Yeah, if-- yeah."

It was all about focus and willpower! That and the sheer knowledge that no one was walking away a loser so...

...or walking away at all soon...

Ahem. Right.

That look on his face? That was exactly why she asked right then. It was an adorable look! Not one she needed or wanted to see all the time but...well, it made a girl feel welcome?

"If?" she drawled, tugging the edges of the towel down and letting them drape on either side of the chair instead of over her lover's lap. "Babe, I assure you, I'd like nothing better right now." And to prove her point she wasted no more time talking when her mouth could be otherwise engaged.

Oh yes, far more viscerally satisfying than fingers.

The assurance that this is what she wanted was what he needed to hear, and then he was gone.

Leaning back against the chair, he sucked in a breath as she took him in.

His head fell against the chair back for a moment, as her mouth dragged a low moan out of him, but he lifted it up again to watch her.

As long as he was having fun? As long as he made noises for her...well, she could be a very focused girl.

Details were important; details like learning every inch of him, learning her lips and where hands needed to wrap, firm and warm, to keep her from hurting herself when she decided to accelerate or deepen her attentions.

Was he a licking man? A light teeth man? A vibrations along his skin from humming man? These were important things to know! When she needed a small breathing break though, when she had to draw all the way off him and catch her breath since it'd been a while and her timing was rusty, well, she looked up at him a soft, happy smile. "You can touch me Bill. Hold me or my hair, it's fine."

He watched and reacted to what she was doing to him. Licking was very much a yes, teeth not so much, but when she stroked him so and did the humming thing? He nearly lost it and had to put a quick clamp on his self control.

If it hadn't been for the bathroom floor earlier she'd have sent him over the edge already.

As it was, when she drew back he was breathless, and did reach down to caress her cheek with his fingers.

"Damn, I can't even tell you how good this is feelin'."

She turned her head to catch one of his fingers in her teeth gently before stroking fingers along his thighs again. Break time didn't mean no touching after all! "Mmmm, think I can guess babe." Just maybe a tiny bit of guessing?

She figured he'd have direction her attentions elsewhere if he wasn't feeling good! Tongue, and touch, and humming she could certainly work with! "Now you are going to come for me, lover, loud and free and loving every moment of it if I have my way."

Yes, her wicked, wicked way. He was ready for her to start up again wasn't he? Hopefully, because she wasn't really giving any warning before ducking her head once more and sucking him down as deep as she was able in one moist, hot motion.

He gave a soft grunt when she went down on him again, and it drew out to a slow groan.

The fingers of one hand threaded through her hair, and he sat back and enjoyed her talents as they began bringing him to the brink.

She had every intention of working him to edge, letting him linger there a bit, then pushing him over gleefully!

Yes, it'd be fun.

And she'd grin th entire time honestly.

There was something about that smile that made this even better.

The way she was pushing him was maddening and incredible at the same time. He smoothed his hand through her hair, fingers unsteady as she worked him.

Nearing the end, he couldn't keep his hips from arching, and his fingers curling against her scalp.

"Clarice, I'm right there-- "

Hmmm, to use her hands to brace his hips, keep him from bucking against her unexpectedly or...to keep her hands right where they were, working just under where her lips reached?

Decisions, decisions.

She hummed and chuckled a laugh, drawing back jussst enough to have a little room to work with and...kept right on doing exactly as she had been!

He was trembling as she took him to the raggedy edge of restraint. A swipe of her tongue and a smooth stroke finally sent him over.

He had to pulls his hand back to keep from clutching at her, and it fisted against his thigh instead as he uttered a deep groan and came.

Not clutching was good because it meant she didn't choke! She didn't mind bringing him in her mouth in the least but again, out of practice, so...not being held still? Good thing!

By the time he was done and she had swallowed down what she could, she was sitting back on her heels and laughing cheerfully. Laughing, grinning, and generally happy with the state of affairs!

His eyes slid closed in the process, and reopened when he heard her laughing.

Giving a quirked, flushed smile, he couldn't help his own semi-embarrassed chuckle.

"What?"

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