headless

oc. smut heavy. written by knight

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she has a reference now B)

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b-eheaded:

his action had been unexpected, though she couldnt let it show. she was putting this on for him, and that meant finding ways that this would work for him and the camera. of course, her current thoughts weren’t quite as articulate, as she continued to rock herself onto the vibrator, its vibrations nearly taking hold of her.

she clicked the switch again, the sound immediately getting louder, and herself as well. a moan slipped past her lips as she rocked herself onto the vibrator, and her fingers on it. this wasnt enough, she decided. a desperate switch from grabbing her breast to rubbing her clit was made, and the volume increased again.

the arm of the couch was probably ruined now.

His free hand grabbing the tripod for a bit of support even if it rocked the camera, he bit his bottom lip to keep from making any sound or even breathing too hard. 

He wasn’t going to get off to his own hand yet; there was still so much he needed to wait for. Sure, the arm of the couch was soiled, but there was still a lot that could be done to the rest of it. Hopefully she would feel up to it.

Thinking quickly, he picked the camera up and got closer, kneeling down so that he had to look up at her, keeping the view focused on her heat.

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the added closeness of the camera did wonders as far as pleasure went. it was intimate, pressuring even, to have it this close, close enough to be wet. her movements became more ferverent, erratic as it and angel got closer. the sound of her fucking herself nearly overtook the buzzing, the rough movements resulting in harsher angles and flesh against flesh.

this was it, she thought, as the high began and fell with her heat gushing. a sharp moan highlighted it, as her hands stopped moving and she slumped into the piece of furniture. this was only the beginning. she was dripping now, but a the beginnings of a grin were in place at the thought of what would continue. shaky hands removed the vibrator from between her legs, turning it off and handing it to angel behind the camera.

'what would you like next, master? the words were slightly weaker than before, but just as enthusiastic, angels shaft catching her eye.

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b-eheaded:

the vibrator hadnt been expected, but now she knew what he wanted from her. it wasnt too large, of average size, hopefully the batteries werent dead. she toyed with it, bringing it down near the edges of her slit. the tip of it pushed at the edges as she teased herself, the smooth surface not offering much to herself, but enough to the camera. she pushed herself open with it, exposing the inside of her to the lense.

it was now or never, as she plunged it into her depths, settling it in comfortably before hitting the switch to the lowest setting. the buzz cut the silence, before she released a gasp, pleasure making itself known. her grasp on her breast tightened, as she arched her back, clicking the switch to the next setting before pushing it further inside her, then beginning to rock it against her core.

hopefully, angel liked messy, as this was what it was going to end up being. her juices threatened to drip down a leg, as her fingers were already coated with them from the action with the vibrator. its buzz was a constant, against her less than steady breathing.

Angel had skittered back to the camera rather quickly to zoom out again and catch all of what she was doing to herself. Playing cameraman was kind of nice, he decided, even if he would much rather be in on the action as well

The tight feeling in his front was getting a bit hard to ignore though and, pausing for a moment to consider her reaction to seeing him do this, he flipped the skirt up over his shaft, exposing himself completely behind the camera.

A skilled hand wrapped around his member and he stroked it slowly, peering over the camera at her then back at the tiny screen.

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his action had been unexpected, though she couldnt let it show. she was putting this on for him, and that meant finding ways that this would work for him and the camera. of course, her current thoughts weren't quite as articulate, as she continued to rock herself onto the vibrator, its vibrations nearly taking hold of her.

she clicked the switch again, the sound immediately getting louder, and herself as well. a moan slipped past her lips as she rocked herself onto the vibrator, and her fingers on it. this wasnt enough, she decided. a desperate switch from grabbing her breast to rubbing her clit was made, and the volume increased again.

the arm of the couch was probably ruined now.

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b-eheaded:

she applied more pressure as she rubbed, eyes closing as the sensation became more intense. a small moan burst forth from her, not that it mattered. she was putting on a show, and judging from the bulge in his skirt, angel was liking it.

she wasnt about to look, but the woman could assume that a puddle would probably start to form soon, if it didnt all soak into the fabric. either one would work, considering that the goal was to destroy the couch.

her free hand moved up to one of her breasts, cupping it and rubbing at her nipple, it had to be attractive enough, and it in combination with other rubbing sent jolts of pleasure up her spine. this couldnt be it though.

she opened her eyes, keeping them half lidded as she met his. she swallowed, trying to keep her tone level. ‘anything else, master?’ it was a bit extra, maybe too much, but only his reaction would tell.

Angel had to admit, she was pretty good at this teasing thing as well. The tripod did little to hide his reaction, but it helped a bit he supposed. It was far too early for him to try to get in the video with her.

He stood up and turned, going over to the wall where all of his various toys hung, taking down a white vibrator from its mount. He brought it over to her, extending his arm so his body didn’t end up in the view of the camera, but she could take the item.

“Use it on yourself,” he finally replied.

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the vibrator hadnt been expected, but now she knew what he wanted from her. it wasnt too large, of average size, hopefully the batteries werent dead. she toyed with it, bringing it down near the edges of her slit. the tip of it pushed at the edges as she teased herself, the smooth surface not offering much to herself, but enough to the camera. she pushed herself open with it, exposing the inside of her to the lense.

it was now or never, as she plunged it into her depths, settling it in comfortably before hitting the switch to the lowest setting. the buzz cut the silence, before she released a gasp, pleasure making itself known. her grasp on her breast tightened, as she arched her back, clicking the switch to the next setting before pushing it further inside her, then beginning to rock it against her core.

hopefully, angel liked messy, as this was what it was going to end up being. her juices threatened to drip down a leg, as her fingers were already coated with them from the action with the vibrator. its buzz was a constant, against her less than steady breathing.

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b-eheaded:

slender fingers reached around to unhook her bra, a raised eyebrow as the straps fell from her shoulder and the cups were pulled away. the cold air hit the pale mounds, nipples hardening in response. this had to have been planned, but that wasnt an issue.

the garment went on the pile with the rest of them, as she pushed her legs out towards the camera, pulling panties off slowly. they too joined the pile, and she spread her legs again to reveal a patch of blonde hair, and lips moistening the arm of the couch. denise wasnt one to go against orders. she angled herself back, exposing her entrance to the camera.

the pads of her fingers ghosted against her slit, before she decided against it. this was going to be a show, as evidenced by the camera. instead, they rose higher, rubbing against a rather sensitive nub. a hum emitted from her throat as she kept a clockwise rhythm. hopefully the camera was getting this, and the fact she was getting wetter by the second.

The man swallowed dryly as she worked, anxiousness evident by how he was shifting his weight between his feet and the obvious tent in the fabric of the skirt. He wore nothing under it for a reason, but it was going to be the death of him now.

He moved back behind the camera and held onto it, panning it toward her and zooming in on the area she was giving the attention to. He had to remember the camera since this would likely be seen by a lot of people once the recording was done.

He kept the eye of the camera trained eagerly on her, waiting for her next move.

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she applied more pressure as she rubbed, eyes closing as the sensation became more intense. a small moan burst forth from her, not that it mattered. she was putting on a show, and judging from the bulge in his skirt, angel was liking it.

she wasnt about to look, but the woman could assume that a puddle would probably start to form soon, if it didnt all soak into the fabric. either one would work, considering that the goal was to destroy the couch.

her free hand moved up to one of her breasts, cupping it and rubbing at her nipple, it had to be attractive enough, and it in combination with other rubbing sent jolts of pleasure up her spine. this couldnt be it though.

she opened her eyes, keeping them half lidded as she met his. she swallowed, trying to keep her tone level. 'anything else, master?' it was a bit extra, maybe too much, but only his reaction would tell.

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b-eheaded:

she waited patiently, hands resting in front of her as he set up the tripod and the camera, the latter’s lense gleaming at her like a large eye. if this was how he wanted to play it, so be it. it was what she had asked for afterall.

the command came, and she grinned at her spectator, the flash of teeth disappearing behind her arms as the lifted up the bottom of her tank top. it was slow, each inch of skin exposed being earned. after it was gone, thrown to the floor, it left her bra exposed, small breasts being held by black lace that contrasted with her pale skin. next came her shorts, stretching against her lower regions already. she lifted her leg that rest on the couch, pulling them off quicker than her top ( it didnt really hide anything), revealing a number that matched her bra.

her clothes were gone, and her former position reclaimed. what was next?

“Ah,” he watched carefully, occasionally pausing to look at the camera and make sure it was capturing the scene unfolding in front of him. He could easily say that this had never happened before.

“I meant everything.” It was commanding, but teasing because that was what he was best at. 

His eyes traveled down over the underwear though; he wasn’t exactly complaining about the show he had been given. “Then touch yourself.”

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slender fingers reached around to unhook her bra, a raised eyebrow as the straps fell from her shoulder and the cups were pulled away. the cold air hit the pale mounds, nipples hardening in response. this had to have been planned, but that wasnt an issue.

the garment went on the pile with the rest of them, as she pushed her legs out towards the camera, pulling panties off slowly. they too joined the pile, and she spread her legs again to reveal a patch of blonde hair, and lips moistening the arm of the couch. denise wasnt one to go against orders. she angled herself back, exposing her entrance to the camera.

the pads of her fingers ghosted against her slit, before she decided against it. this was going to be a show, as evidenced by the camera. instead, they rose higher, rubbing against a rather sensitive nub. a hum emitted from her throat as she kept a clockwise rhythm. hopefully the camera was getting this, and the fact she was getting wetter by the second.

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“i think between the two of us we could ruin it.” a sly grin, and she walks over towards it, long legs uncovered enough by a pair of shorts that were a size too small. it was teasing enough, she thought, for this. straddling the arm of the couch, she settled, waiting for further instruction if there was to be any.

she’d be willing to make a mess, but to start itd be more fun to let him take control in a way he hadn’t before.

He definitely enjoyed the accepting attitude; it was rare there was someone as willing to do anything as him. It was a nice change to go along with the many others.

The man went over and grabbed the tripod, toting it and the camera on top with him to sit it in front of the couch. It took a few minutes to get it set up, but finally, the camera emitted a small beep and a red light blinked on the front.

He stood up behind it, small hands on his hips and flashed her a charming smile. “Take off your clothes.”

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she waited patiently, hands resting in front of her as he set up the tripod and the camera, the latter's lense gleaming at her like a large eye. if this was how he wanted to play it, so be it. it was what she had asked for afterall.

the command came, and she grinned at her spectator, the flash of teeth disappearing behind her arms as the lifted up the bottom of her tank top. it was slow, each inch of skin exposed being earned. after it was gone, thrown to the floor, it left her bra exposed, small breasts being held by black lace that contrasted with her pale skin. next came her shorts, stretching against her lower regions already. she lifted her leg that rest on the couch, pulling them off quicker than her top ( it didnt really hide anything), revealing a number that matched her bra.

her clothes were gone, and her former position reclaimed. what was next?

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“interesting.” she held back the excitement, at being trusted enough to be led down there. his videos were another source of revenue, that she knew, but they were more personal. it was what he wanted to do in front of the camera.

the tour she knew would be one worth paying attention to, if there was one. for all she knew he could be tying her down and making her beg ( which would be fun enough ). the camera in particular caught her eye, the quality of it being surprising due to where it resided.

“what do you want first?”

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“Well,” he stopped and folded his hands, a playful, clever look on his face. It wasn’t often he had a partner, just due to the few people he trusted to be down here with him, but this would be fun.

“I’ve had an idea for a while for a while, I just haven’t had time to do it myself yet. But I think you doing it would be much more interesting to watch than doing it myself.” 

He motioned to the couch, which had definitely already seen better days. It didn’t match the bed by the wall and some of the stuffing was already coming out at the seams.

“My idea was to destroy the couch. It’s already unusable, might as well make a mess of it.”

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"i think between the two of us we could ruin it." a sly grin, and she walks over towards it, long legs uncovered enough by a pair of shorts that were a size too small. it was teasing enough, she thought, for this. straddling the arm of the couch, she settled, waiting for further instruction if there was to be any.

she'd be willing to make a mess, but to start itd be more fun to let him take control in a way he hadn't before.

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@cryingkxtty

"interesting." she held back the excitement, at being trusted enough to be led down there. his videos were another source of revenue, that she knew, but they were more personal. it was what he wanted to do in front of the camera.

the tour she knew would be one worth paying attention to, if there was one. for all she knew he could be tying her down and making her beg ( which would be fun enough ). the camera in particular caught her eye, the quality of it being surprising due to where it resided.

"what do you want first?"

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b-eheaded:

he slammed inside her, and she knew she was going to be through. bruises forming on her hips would be worth this finish, as explosive as it would feel.

the heat trickling from her core broke more with each thrust, akin to a cracking dam. it was pathetic, she thought, the way she was mewling under him, but some things were just worth it. another thrust and the dam had broken, a flood of pleasure riding her senses and creating more fluids for the man to deal with. no, he wasnt finished yet, but riding out the high she currently felt while he continued was an experience shed like to get used to.

Watching her in such a moment of pleasure wasn’t really something he had ever thought he would see, but it was definitely something he would like to see again. He watched her carefully while he continued, his mouth open to allow him to suck in desperate breathes of hot air.

Only a few moments later did he finish himself, the sight before him far too much to behold combined with the friction and heat against his front. He pressed between her legs, effectively burying himself inside her as it happened and  letting out sharp, faint gasps.

As he rode out of the last waves of ecstasy, he finally managed to sit up and separate himself from her, the sticky mess between her legs and his of no concern in the afterglow. 

He laid down beside her on the couch, letting out a content sigh. “I’m assuming you liked that?” he asked breathlessly, almost laughing.

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"it was alright." her tone was light, her current state obvious enough that it was better than what she was saying. she kept her legs spread, the mes between them already beginning to ooze out of her entrance. something to worry about later.

she stretched her arms above her head, then wrapping one around her companion. "how was it for you?"

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b-eheaded:

a whine cut loose from her throat as fingers left her entrance. it wasnt fair, and neither was the way he left her, ever so empty. hed done to much, and in turn created a hole that needed to be filled ( not that she was going to complain right now ).

her grip on his shoulders kept true as he moved to adjust, that probably being a necessity. it was teasing, the way he entered her. slow, painful even eith the lack of friction provided. she pulled him closer, filling her up more fully. a heat was settling in her core as she got wetter, no doubt helping angel build up movement.

his rhythm was slow, and she wanted, no, needed more of it. nails dug into his shoulders, forming the beginnings of bruises. an involuntary buck of her hips thrust him further inside her, hitting a spot that created ecstasy. “there” voice hoarse, she tried to command him.

He could barely keep his composure through the process, hips shaking because it was tough to stand in this position and repeatedly lower his hips, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. Fingers digging into her hips like her own into his shoulders, he kept a tight grip on her.

So that was the spot. He managed a smile down at her despite the struggle and readjusted his hands on her hips before slamming into her.

He knew when they started neither of them would last long, not when they were this desperate for it, but he still didn’t think he would be this close so soon. His thrusts became eager and rough, burning for more contact.

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he slammed inside her, and she knew she was going to be through. bruises forming on her hips would be worth this finish, as explosive as it would feel.

the heat trickling from her core broke more with each thrust, akin to a cracking dam. it was pathetic, she thought, the way she was mewling under him, but some things were just worth it. another thrust and the dam had broken, a flood of pleasure riding her senses and creating more fluids for the man to deal with. no, he wasnt finished yet, but riding out the high she currently felt while he continued was an experience shed like to get used to.

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b-eheaded:

“fuck me already” the words fell harshly, as his fingers curled inside her, hitting places he couldn’t have reached with his tongue. he was a sight to see, not that she minded. his face red, mouth wet with her own juices? it was something that she’d like to see more, maybe.

her hands migrated to his shoulders from his hair, eyes half lidded as he continued his rhythm. nails dug into to the flesh, denise waiting for more than this.

He chuckled in response, slowing his hand before removing it completely. He supposed she was loose enough that this wouldn’t hurt. Well, that and he wasn’t exactly the biggest person around. It would be fine.

They were far too worked up for him to go find a condom. Besides, he wasn’t sure if it would even matter. She wasn’t complaining.

Pushing up his skirt, he aligned himself with her opening and pushed himself into her painfully slow. He had to bite his own lip to stop the moan that wanted to slip past, holding her hips with both hands.

It took a moment to get to his feet, sinking into the cushion, but it was the only way he could reach. The couch wasn’t quite big enough for the two of them. Gripping her, he started to getting a rhythm going, mouth open and panting as he lowered himself onto her.

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a whine cut loose from her throat as fingers left her entrance. it wasnt fair, and neither was the way he left her, ever so empty. hed done to much, and in turn created a hole that needed to be filled ( not that she was going to complain right now ).

her grip on his shoulders kept true as he moved to adjust, that probably being a necessity. it was teasing, the way he entered her. slow, painful even eith the lack of friction provided. she pulled him closer, filling her up more fully. a heat was settling in her core as she got wetter, no doubt helping angel build up movement.

his rhythm was slow, and she wanted, no, needed more of it. nails dug into his shoulders, forming the beginnings of bruises. an involuntary buck of her hips thrust him further inside her, hitting a spot that created ecstasy. "there" voice hoarse, she tried to command him.

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cryingkxtty:

Her heels pressing into his shoulders and driving him further in was a definite sign he was doing well. He opened his eyes to look across at her, sitting up just slightly to tease her with his tongue before going back in.

It wasn’t often he got to indulge anyone like this, unless he was being told and paid to do so and even less was it women. It was nice to be able to make that choice to do it.

After a few minutes, he sat up, panting under his breath as he looked down at her. His face flushed, he moved a hand down pushed two fingers into her with ease, pushing and curling them inside her.

“fuck me already” the words fell harshly, as his fingers curled inside her, hitting places he couldn’t have reached with his tongue. he was a sight to see, not that she minded. his face red, mouth wet with her own juices? it was something that she’d like to see more, maybe.

her hands migrated to his shoulders from his hair, eyes half lidded as he continued his rhythm. nails dug into to the flesh, denise waiting for more than this.

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cryingkxtty:

The shorter man let out a little laugh at the act of desperation, moving his fingers away and slipping his hand out of her underwear. “Be patient,” he teased, tone light as he sat up and scooted down further to sit between her legs.

He grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down to join her pants around her legs and leaned in closer to her center. Looking across the ridge of her stomach at her, he placed his hands on her thighs and separated them.

Flashing a grin, he lowered himself and pressed his mouth against her, tongue darting out to slide into her. He closed his eyes and held her hips for support as he went to work.

a moan fell from her lips as he began his work, efforts not to be ignored. there was something to be said about someone willing to do this for her, but she couldn’t even begin to think about what to say. this kind of pleasure was one she had never been used to, hands digging themselves into his hair proving that.

her heels dug into the small of his back, long legs pushing him closer into her heat. it was ecstasy, his tongue against her most intimate parts. she was getting closer, but not enough to be noteworthy. 

shirt and bra pushed upwards on her chest, and panties down to her knees, denise was all bare skin, and she was thankful for it, with how hot she felt at the moment.

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cryingkxtty:

Still he teased her, dragging his fingers across the soaked fabric, back and forth painfully slow. Some might say he was in his element. He did this for his job so of course his personal flings would be just as experienced.

His hand slipped off her chest and lowered, inching under his shirt and pushing it along with her bra up and out of the way, exposing her skin to the cool air in the room. Head lowering, his mouth landed on her breast, sucking and biting the sensitive flesh and littering it with red marks. 

The occupied hand moved up and under the elastic band of her panties, between her legs where his fingers found their target. Still prolonging the experience, they started to rub slowly, not quite dipping inside.

she panted, eyes becoming half lidded as she gripped the cushions behind her. the barest hint of friction against her slit did more for her than she was willing to admit. she bit her lip, an effort to keep noise from escaping her lips.

it was a welcome relief to have her clothes pushed out of the way, heat starting to build up. his teeth drug across her chest, a shiver threatening to wrack her frame. it was torturous, the way he did this, tongue lavishing her breast. they hadn’t made it this far before, at least, he hadn’t laid this much attention on her chest. 

her hips thrust forward towards his hand, the lack of fabric between his fingers and her core ever so tempting. his slow motions ever so teasing. 

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cryingkxtty:

Pausing for just a moment to catch his breath, he let out a dry laugh before he took her shoulders and flipped them over so that he had her pinned against the couch. 

Fingers trailed over her chest, down her stomach to her pants where they hooked into the waistband and pulled them down to her knees. His middle and index fingers pressed against the slit, kept from touching skin by the damp fabric that separated them.

Rubbing circles on her panties, he planted a kiss on her lips before moving lower and nipping at her pale neck. 

His other hand grasped her breast and massaged it for a second before sliding into the collar of her shirt and pushing it down with her bra to expose more skin. “How is this?”

“better.” the word was breathless, but deep. he knew how to took charge, and she could appreciate that, especially with the way his hands trailed down her. ghosting touches followed by a sudden jerk of clothing? it was an experience that kept giving. 

she pushed herself further down onto his fingers, even if the wet cloth separated them, the sensation didn’t disappear. faster breaths and a need for contact pulled him closer, a moan being released as he pulled himself to her neck. “watch the ribbon”

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cryingkxtty:

“-!” he let out a sharp gasp when he felt her lips against his neck, bruising the flesh there that had already received a battering earlier. All the sensations were just too much, back aching from the arch, and he finally released.

Warm liquid splattered his stomach, staining the crumpled skirt at his waist with a few flecks ending up on her clothes since she was in such close proximity. He laid there panting heavily while he came down from the high, staring up at her.

heaving breaths on his end sent a jolt through her, the sight of his ecstasy adding fuel to the fire that had already started within her core. slender fingers were removed from his hole, stroking him, even if at the moment he was a bit flaccid. 

“ i think you may need to return the favor. “ her words were a low murmur, still said into his neck. if he looked, it may be obvious, but it’d be more obvious if he had felt the wetness emanating from between her legs. she wanted release, in a similar fashion to his own.