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Kinktober 2017. Day Sixteen Wax Play. Krack
The sound of rain hitting glass was all the two in the room could really hear besides they’re own breathing. Besides the spattering of lightning, the only other light was from the candles sitting around them. Zack was holding Kristen around her waist, lips pressing kisses to her neck and chest, his legs folded under her butt. Her legs were wrapped around him, one foot over the other, bottom heel pressed into the carpet they were sitting on.
Grabbing a candle, Zack tilted her back, putting it almost to her throat before letting the red wax drip down her breast plate. He could feel her clench around his cock as the hot touched her, dripping almost all the way to her belly button before hardening.
Moving the candle to the side, the streams going over the swells of her breasts, hitting the edge of her nipples.
“Zack.” She gasped, as he set the candle down, pulling her close.
“That’s it baby.” He smiled, kissing her again, keeping his arms wrapped around her.
Kinktober 2017. Day Fifteen Lap Dance. Claistina
Kristina bit her lip as she watched Claire come closer to her, holding her flowy red dress high on her hips. Her cheeks are flushed, a little from the alcohol at the party, part from how her hips were moving to the music coming from the stereo nearby. Climbing into Kris’ lap, she moved her hips, raising her arms above her head.
“So gorgeous.” Kris breathed out, holding Claires waist.
“Only have as much as you are, my love.” She smiled, wrapping her arms around Kris’ neck.
Her hips and body were still moving as she teased a few kisses to her lips, before leaning back again.
“Unzip me?” She asked, trailing her fingers over her shoulders, making Kris shiver and nod.
Kinktober 2017. Day Fourteen Sensory Deprivation. Krisbriel
The room was more than quiet, the only sounds coming from Kristen, her breath coming out in whimpers. It was also dark, but it was warm and soothing, Gabe’s presence all around her, pressing lightly against her, holding her solidly up. She could never tell where it was going to come from next, or if it was going to press up inside her, which it did more than once.
“Gabe.” She breathed out, as one tendril of feeling went around her throat lightly, as another pressed against her clit.
Neither of those pressures went away, when another joined it, pressing into her, teasing in and out, making her shiver. She could feel one against her lips, spreading them gently, making her moans come out louder, disappearing into the room. As the tendrils brought her close to the edge, she let it take her to where he wanted her to go, knowing it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.
Kinktober 2017. Day Thirteen tit fucking. Krowen
Kristen groaned, holding herself up as Owen groped her chest, thumbs playing with her nipples. Leaning in, he gave her a kiss, before he climbed onto the bed, thighs surrounding her sides, cock resting against her breast plate. After handing him the lube, she shivered as he drizzled it over himself, some dripping onto her.
“Hold them for me?” He asked, moving his cock around her skin.
Reaching up, she pressed her tits together around his cock, just the head poking out from between her cleavage. Starting to thrust, Owen groaned at the slick feeling, running his fingers through Kristens hair.
“Feel good, baby?” Kristen asked, flicking her tongue out and over the tip of his cock.
All he could do was groan again, head falling back.
Kinktober 2017. Day twelve Handjob. Destina
Dean yawned for at least the fifth time in ten minutes, each time a bit more elaborate than the last time, making Kristina roll her eyes.
“Will you knock it off?” She asked, pushing his shoulder.
“Knock what off?” He asked, with a cheesy grin.
“You know exactly what, you think this is fun for me either? Or for Sam and Kris on the other side of the grave yard?”
“I still don’t see why it had to be all four of us.”
“Because it was your guys turn, we’re just being nice.” She pointed out, to which she got a face.
Another half and hour went by, what they were looking for still not happening.
“How much longer before we just say it’s not happening tonight?” Dean asked, rubbing his face.
“Two hours.”
“Ugh.”
Leaning his head back, he blew a raspberry, jumping as Kris ran her hand over the front of his jeans, cock taking attention. Looking at her, she was still watching the graveyard, but her hand was getting him out of his jeans, wrapping around his length when he was fully out.
“Will this shut you up?” She asked, with a smirk, as he let out a groan.
“Probably not, but it won’t be bitching anymore.”
“I’ll take it.”
Kinktober 2017. Day Eleven Orgasm Denial. Krack
“More.” Kristen gasped, holding onto the sides of Zacks neck, breathing against his open lips.
“Uh uh. You told me you wanted this to last.” He smirked, holding her hips to the bed, thrusting at his own pace.
It all started because of an overheard conversation. Kristen was ranting to Kristina, who was making dinner, while the boys were, supposedly, outside, about Owen being not so great in bed. He was ok, but most of the time he came in less than ten minutes and would fall asleep in less than one, leaving her to take care of herself. Kris gave her some advice and by then dinner was in the oven, and the two headed outside, where the boys were. Except that Zack had been in the house grabbing something, and had heard it all.
“Just feels so good.” She moaned, kissing him.
“That’s the point, so just relax and let me take care of you, yea?”
“Yea.”
Kinktober 2017. Day Ten gun play. Milsten
The barrel of the gun was chilly as it pressed against her temple, before sliding down her slick skin to rest against her neck. Jody pressed kisses to Kristens bare shoulders, running her fingers down her spine over her tank top, before coming back up and pushing between her shoulder blades. Kristen followed, letting her push her over the table, the gun now resting on the back of her neck. It didn’t take long for Jody to get Kristens pants undone and pulled down.
“Spread your legs for me.” She purred, groping one cheek.
Kristen nodded, doing as she was told, gasping as Jody slipped her hand between her legs, fingers teasing. Pressing her fingers into her, Kristen gasped, pressing a little against the gun still on her neck.
“Be good now, pet.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“That’s a good girl.” She smiled, starting to work her hand.
Kinktober 2017. Day Nine Lingerie. Krisam.
The hunting life wasn’t always glamorous, most jobs ending covered in some kind of grossness, from dirt to blood to God only knows what. And close were not a thing that money was spent on, at least not a lot, thrift shops were a hunters best friend. For the reason of you never know when a ghost is going to really get pissed, and rip your clothes to shreds.
So when Sam handed her the bag, she was a little more than confused, since it was from a popular lingerie store. She didn’t ask, as she opened it, her mouth falling open at the soft fabric pieces that she pulled out, looking between her husband and them.
“I was thinking, you could wear them for me tonight, since we missed our anniversary, being in the middle of a case.”
“I think I can do that.” She smiled, leaning up on her tip toes, pressing her lips to his.
When they parted, she picked up the bag and headed into the bathroom, Sam smiling after her, sitting on the bed to wait.
Kinktober 2017. Day Eight face sitting. Krathazar.
Kristina knew the angels didn’t need to breath, it wasn’t exactly something that was hidden, it was just a fact. Though she never thought about this when she first realized it. Didn’t think about Balth pulling her to him, moving her legs over the sides of his head, sitting her on his face.
Her body tensed as he started moving his tongue, first teasing around her clit before moving to her hole, then back again. She never realized quite how long his tongue was, until she could feel it in her, pressing against her walls, curling at the tip. With a human she would have to worry about them, making sure they could breath, but like this she could just enjoy herself. Enjoy his face pressed deep against her, his mouth moving now to her clit, sucking the small nub almost too hard.
She whined as he moved away again, going back to pressing his tongue into her, fucking it in and out like he would his cock. As he moved back to her clit, his fingers took over the job, pressing deep inside her now. After that, it didn’t take long before she was coming, thighs pressed hard against the sides of his head, riding his tongue.
“Balth!” She gasped, as he didn’t stop, continuing to pleasure her.
He didn’t stop until he pulled another orgasm out of her, only then letting her fall to the side, chest hitching.
“You suck.” She panted, smacking his chest.
“You love it.” He smirked, grabbing her waist and pulling her close to him.
All she could do was glare at him, body still shaking slightly, a small thrum between her legs.
Kinktober 2017. Day Seven Creampie. Kristiel
Kristen knows that she needs to be quieter, since it’s always annoying hearing couples in motel rooms going at it, but at the same time she can’t help it. Not when shes on her hands and knees, Cas holding her in place as he thrusts into her over and over, one hand on her shoulder, the other on her hip. His fingernails were digging into her skin, just on the right side of painful, only adding to the noises coming out of her.
“Cas, fuck.” She groaned, as he spread her legs wider, his balls smacking her clit on each thrust.
“That’s what I’m doing.” He said, a smirk in his voice.
Normally she would tell him off for being a smart ass, that was her job after all, but right now she really didn’t care. The pressure was building in her lower regions, her fingers twisting in the sheets, disrupting the smooth lines.
“Please, please, please.” She whined, trying to press back against him, but only meeting resistance.
“Uh uh uh, you always brag that you can come just like this, lets actually test this, shall we?”
Kristen almost sobbed, body shaking as Cas continued at the same pace, the only touch to her clit still coming from his balls, not quite enough, but so close. As he kept moving, she was trying so hard to focus, bring herself to come hard on his cock, but each time he squeezed her skin, it brought another layer somewhere else.
It was only when Cas leaned further forward, just holding her hips and thrusting faster did the small touches finally become enough. His lips were pressed to her neck as she came apart under him, pussy clenching around him, each thrust a little harder to get back in. But that didn’t stop him, as he continued to work her through it, keeping her high going and going. Just when she was on the verge of it all being just too much, did he finally come, pressing his hips tight against hers. She could feel the come pushing into her, filling her up so much it started dripping down her thighs, making her clench around him again.
“Wasn’t that worth it?” Cas asked, as he pulled out slowly, more come dripping down her skin.
“I hate you.” She mumbled, groaning as Cas’s finger teased her lips, before pressing into her. “Fuck!”
“What was that? Something about hating me?”
“Yep, hate you so much.” She whimpered, as he pressed two fingers in her now, thumb on the other hand going to her clit.
“Oh, I can tell. You always do this with people you hate? Let them finger you open, then fuck you and fill you with come, then finger that come out of you.”
Kristen moaned into the pillows, trying to keep it in her mind to yell at Dean later for Giving Cas such a dirty mouth. Well, yell at him, and maybe make him cookies, depending on where else the night took them.
Kinktober 2017. Day Six Bondage. Claistina
Claire was always about precision and control, both of them going together like a smooth drink for her, they came easy and well to her. Kristina was worried when they first started going together that in the bedroom was going to be strange and different, and in a way she was right. Being in the bedroom was different than anyone else she’d ever been with, but in the best way.
The way Claire would take time and care to hook Kris’s wrists to the bed posts, soft cuffs holding her secure, and comfortable. How she would make sure Kristina’s legs were spread just so, enough room for her to work with, but not enough to strain her legs. Her blindfold was placed so delicately that Kris could barely feel it, but knew to keep her eyes closed as Claire took her above and beyond.
Soft kisses were always where Claire started, giving them to Kristina like little gifts, making sure she appreciated each and every one. Her hands would run down her chest, thumbs brushing Kris’s nipples into firm peaks, before leaving them in the open air. Next she would caress her stomach, touch so light that it almost felt ticklish, if not for the kisses she was still placing on her lips.
The first touch to her lower lips always is a surprise, it’s whenever Claire decides its time to bring her girlfriend pleasure. Her graceful fingers running around the skin, soft and teasing, before dipping into her wetness, sliding her fingers home. Kris always pulls a little here, as Claire starts moving her middle fingers in and out, thumb brushing her clit when it was close enough.
“My love.” Claire purrs in her ear, nipping the lobe, before placing another on her neck.
She never bites hard enough to leave a mark, that’s something Kris can count on like the sun coming up in the morning. That she knew just how hard to bite to make her feel it, but not enough to show anyone this part of their world.
As Claire continues to move her fingers, she starts moving her thumb with purpose, rubbing small circles on her clit. It’s always at this point Claire moves back slightly, letting Kristina make noise, gasping moans slipping out from between her lips.
“That’s it, doing so good.” Claire smiles, lowering her mouth to Kris’s nipple.
Her mouth is soft and wet, playing with the nub, teeth grazing it just right, making her back arch, trying to chase the feeling. But Claire knows this move, and keeps just far enough away to keep teasing her, but not to give into what her body wants.
When Kristina finally got to the edge, Claire was there to coast her through it, keeping her fingers moving in her. It’s only when Kris whines softly that she brings her fingers out, resting them against her thigh, kissing her forehead. Kris smiles, leaning into her, letting Claire clean her up, drifting softly as she was released. The last thing taken off is the blindfold, and by then Kris’s eyes are closed, her breathing already starting to even out.
Kinktober 2017. Day Five Cuckholding. Krisbriel/Krisam
“See Sammy boy, this is how it’s done.” Gabriel said, holding onto Kristens hips.
Kristens chest was pressed into the mattress, her face half pressed into the pillow, her fingers grasping the sheets. Behind her Gabe was moving at an almost harsh pace, not giving her a break as he continued to move. Sitting next to the bed was Sam, Gabes powers having nothing to do with him not moving, but Kristens earlier words, that he begged her to say.
“I could do that.” Sam said, fake indigence seeping through his voice as Kristen let out a snort.
“Bull shit.” She said, gasping as Gabe gave her ass a light slap.
“Now be nice, it’s not his fault he doesn’t have a big enough dick to satisfy you.”
Sam let out a moan, shifting on the chair, his cock hard in his jeans, holding hard onto the wood of his chair, to stay in place. Not that he could do anything anyway, which added another layer of arousal, that Gabe could just snap him and Kris away and finish what they were doing.
“Plus, he cant do this.” Gabe smirked, snapping his fingers.
By the increase of Kristens moans, he could only imagine that there was now something vibrating on her clit, the sounds making him squirm more.
“You wish you were this good, don’t you. That you could make her make these noises.”
“Fuck you.”
“Now now, didn’t I tell you to be nice, don’t make me have to stop you from getting off for a few weeks.”
Shaking his head, Sam pressed his lips tight together, whining softly as Kristen moaned loudly, her body starting to shake.
“That’s it, be a good girl and come for me.” Gabe praised, rubbing her hips.
With a curse, her face pressing deep into the pillow, she let out a loud scream of pleasure, her back bowing up. Sam knew that Gabe could keep going for hours, so it surprised him a little when he came, filling Kristen with come.
“Come here.” Gabe said, Sam all but falling over while getting up.
Sitting next to Kristen, Gabe held her cheeks open, letting Sam see exactly what he did to her, Sam standing at the end of the bed waiting.
“You want to fuck her, don’t you?” Gabe teased.
“Please?”
“What do you think, babe, you want tiny dick in you?”
“Sure, I could take that.”
“You heard the lady.” Gabe said, blinking, and Sams clothes were gone.
Getting on the bed, Sam moved in behind Kristen, trying not to touch her, just sliding himself further in until the head of his cock was brushing her pussy. Gabe reached out, grabbing his cock and gliding it into Kristen, making him gasp. Slowly he let Sam press more and more in until he was fully seated in her, his body shaking like a leaf.
“Well, get to fucking, I’ll even help you.” Gabe smirked, and Sam could feel vibrations through the base of his cock, right where her clit would be.
“Gabe.” Kristen squealed, jerking back on Sams cock, pulling him out of his stupor, his hips starting to thrust.
He could tell that Kristen was already close again, her pussy clenching and squeezing him, as he kept thrusting. It was a close one, but Kristen came just moments before Sam couldn’t take it anymore and was falling off the edge with her.
Both of them fell over on the bed, Sam breathing just as hard as Kristen was, both of them still twitching lightly.
“And with that.” Gabe said, jerking his thumb, going to get off the bed when Sams hand wrapped around his arm.
“Stay.” He said, Gabe letting himself get pulled down to lay next to Kristen, Sam still holding him.
“You sure.”
“Course.” Kristen said, wrapping her arm around his waist, Sam tossing his leg over the two of them.
Gabe smiled softly, snapping his fingers to clean them up, before he snuggled down closer to the two of them, as the two humans fell asleep, Gabe watching over them.
Kinktober2017. Day four Begging. Brian/Kristina
Kristina’s hands were tied behind her back, a soft black material holding her in place, her legs spread as Ninja Brian stood between them. Wrapping one hand behind her back, he kept her gaze on him as he teased his fingers up and down her thigh.
“Please, touch me?” She whined softly, pressing her chest up against him.
His expression didn’t change, but the movement of his fingers started going further up, until he was brushing her panties. He once more didn’t try and go further, just continued to rub back and forth, each time they pressed over her clit, her body twitched.
“Brian, Brian.” She groaned, resting her forehead against his neck, his touches enough to keep her on edge, but not enough to send her over it. “Please, touch me please.”
Again he barely made a move, but this time his fingers were now under her panties, middle two fingers pressing into her. A moan fell from her lips as he moved at the same pace he had been going before, but this time each press and pull, made her nerves sing.
“Fuck, fuck. Brian.” She squirmed, trying to get him to move, but all he did was hold onto her hips, stilling the movements.
She groaned again as he gave her hip a small squeeze, his other fingers still going at the same, almost leisurely, pace. Behind her back, Kris could definitely feel how secure he made his ties, as she couldn’t get them to budge what so ever.
“Brian, please give me more, please. Faster, I beg of you.”
The pace didn’t change, but this time Brian moved his other arm, pressing his thumb against her clit, holding it there, instead of moving.
“Brian.” She whined again, falling back to leaning on her elbows, legs jerking around his arms.
When he finally started moving his thumb, Kris barely caught it, until he was now circling it at the same speed his other hand was still fucking into her. Her breath was catching in her chest, head falling back, as he kept pace, making sure to make her feel everything.
“Please go faster, I’m so fucking close.” Kristina begged, fighting to keep her hips still, less he decide to stop all together.
Her whole body jolted when he actually did what she asked, thumb now rubbing up and down much faster, bringing her orgasm closer and closer. When she broke, it came out a loud curse, back arching, pussy clenching hard around Brians fingers. And when he didn’t stop, just kept moving, Kris felt on fire in the best way, body still spasming around him.
Pulling his hands away, he quickly undid his hands, moving close again, pressing his cock straight into her, making her moan. Looking up into his eyes, she felt a shiver as he started to move, the look one of pure promise. That she would be begging for a long time to come that night, he wasn’t done with her just quite yet.
Kinktober 2017. Day three Strength. Krisbriel
Kristen did her best not to whine, as Gabe held her against the wall, holding her wrists above her head. While his kisses were soft, the rest of him was immovable, every twitch feeling like she was pushing against concrete. It wasn’t often than he actually used his angel strength against her, most times just letting her be able to push him around like a normal person. But then there were times when she would have an inkling for his strength, and that she couldn’t move him, no matter how hard she tried. And since he loved teasing her, and had the patience, he could mess with her for hours, not bothered one bit by her begging.
Pressing his face against her neck, she was forced to move her head, him not letting her have a single inch against him.
“Gabe.” She moaned, as he sucked a mark on her neck, her fingers clutching at nothing.
“Yes, my love?” He asked, leaning back, pressing their hips together.
“Please.”
“That doesn’t tell me what you want, babe.” He smirked and cocked and eyebrow, their clothes suddenly gone.
The whine she didn’t want to come out finally did, as his cock rubbed between her legs, but not slipping into her like she wanted. The smirked stayed on his face as he moved his hips, just letting his cock rub against her, his lips going back to her neck. Switching to holding her wrists with just one hand, he grabbed one thigh with the other, lifting her up before making sure she stayed with his body. His hand was still tight on her skin, only adding to the arousal she was feeling. Reaching below her leg, while keeping it supported, Gabe grabbed his cock, rubbing the head against her opening.
“Is this what my baby wants?” He asked against her lips, giving her small kisses between the words.
“Yes.” Her body was shaking, still trying to pull against him, just to feel that she couldn’t.
He kissed her once more, finally lowering her down, groaning into her mouth as she slid all the way to the base of his cock. Moving his arm around again, he held his hand against the wall, hooking her leg over the appendage, as he started to move.
“Keep your hands there.” He groaned, letting her hands go, to hook her other leg around his, now free, arm.
She did as she was told, tossing her head back against the wall as he moved in her, making her feel weightless in his arms. Attacking her neck again, he worked to make a mark that wouldn’t go away for a long time, as he continued to fuck her.
“You feel so good.” He moaned, as her body seized, and she was coming around him.
“Gabriel.” She moaned, and to him it sounded like a prayer.
“Don’t you worry baby, we’re not done yet.” He smirked, and she shivered all the way to her core at the promise on his face.
Kinktober 2017. Day two Dirty talk. Mark/Kristen.
Marks hands are holding her down, legs keeping hers wide as he kisses her, with a slight frenzy and not without moans.
“You want it don’t you?” He asks, tilting Kristens head to the side, sucking a mark onto her neck. “You want my cock in your pussy, fucking you until you ruin your voice.”
“Fuck you.” She whines, back arching as he grinds his hips against hers, letting her feel every inch of him.
“Oh don’t you worry, I’m going to. I’m going to spread these pretty legs wide, and fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.”
Kissing her again, he wraps her fingers around the head board, silently telling her to leave them in place. Moving down, he undid the buttons on her flannel, exposing her bare chest to the air, nipples hardening at the sudden shock.
“God you’re gorgeous.” He praised, holding the sides of her stomach, mouth sealing over on of the rosy buds.
She could only moan as he switched back and forth, teasing her with his teeth and tongue, sliding his hands to her hips. Sliding off her pants and panties, Mark laid down again, strong arms holding her legs in place, as he pressed kisses to her pussy lips.
“I’m going to make you scream my name, before the night is out.” He said with a promise, before diving in.
Kristens back arched, as he started eating her out, purposely avoiding her clit, tongue dipping into her hole and teasing around it.
“Such a pretty pussy,” He hummed, tongue finally flicking her clit, making her jump. “It’s going to feel so good around me. So wet, and ready for my cock.”
She groaned again as he focused this time on her clit, circling it before sucking softly, before going back to licking her again. Out of her mouth was a constant flow of curse words, and his name, as he continued to bring her closer to the edge. Her body was torn between begging for him to actually fuck her, and between letting her get off this way. Mark shifted a few times on the bed, kicking his underwear off, as he started to stop teasing her, tongue just working over her clit.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Kristen whined, moving around in his grasp, as he brought her ever closer.
The second he brought her over the edge, she was seeing stars, eyes closed tight as the pleasure coursed through her. She whined as he pulled his mouth away, but was soon getting filled by his cock, in her twitching hole.
“That’s it baby, squeeze that cock.” He moaned, starting to thrust into her, prolonging the clenching, pulsing feeling.
She was coming again, when he started coming with her, come pumping deep inside her, as he pressed his face into her chest.
As he pulled out and fell to the side, they were both gasping breaths, trying to make the world stop spinning around them.
“Fuck.” Kristen mumbled, shifting her legs, but keeping them open.
“If you insist.” Mark replied, rolling back between her legs.
His fingers slid in easily, making her groan as he lowered his mouth back to her clit, tongue starting to work her over again.
“Going to kill me.” She mumbled, before letting out a long whine.
Kinktober 2017. Day one Sleepy sex. Piesten.
The sun was just beginning to peak over the top of the trees when Kristen and Pietro finally were ready to fall into bed. They had gotten back to the tower later than expected, both covered in dust, dirt and god only knows what else. Pie all but ran to the showers, if he tried using his power, he left a dust cloud behind, while Kristen went and found food. When she was done eating and started to head up, Pie was heading to the kitchen to get his own snack.
Finally they were in the same place, Kristen not even bothering with clothes and Pie was in his boxers, climbing into bed.
“Next time Tony says he needs a ‘little’ help, I’m hanging up on him.” Kristen mumbled into her pillow, as Pie wrapped himself around her, back to chest.
“Indeed.” He agreed, a stifled yawn slipping out.
“Stop that.” Kristen yawned, pressing against him.
Pietro groaned softly as her bare skin pressed against him, her ass slotting against his crotch, his cock peaking to attention. Kissing her neck, Pie shifted his hips, his cock getting firmer by the second, making Kristen aware of the sudden interest.
“Pie,” She sighed, but didn’t stop his hand when it caressed down her stomach, before his fingers found her folds.
He whispered something she didn’t quite catch against her skin, as he stroked her clit, grinding softly against her ass. She moaned as he kept his fingers moving, kissing and nipping at the side of her neck, whispering soft encouragements against her skin. Kristen barely noticed that he had stopped touching her, stupid super speed, it was only the press of his naked cock against her, that had her realizing it. Spreading her legs, he took the invitation, lining his cock up and sliding it home in her wetness.
Both let out matching moans as he started moving, almost lazily, holding her close, one hand still circling her clit, the other teasing her nipples.
“Pietro.” She whined, as her whole body started shaking, legs twitching as he brought her closer and closer.
“Come for me, my love.” He whispered in her ear, groaning as he pressed deep in her.
She let out a half shout as she did come, pussy clenching tight around his cock, earning a moan from him. Moving his hand, he rolled them so she was under him, starting to thrust into her twitching pussy, still trying to keep the pace he had before. It was a fight between sleep and the pleasure coursing through her, as he held her close, whispering nonsense russian half words into her hair. When he finally came, they were both twice as tired as when they first fell into bed, bodies pleasantly sore now, instead of just normal sore. For once she did thank his fast movements, when it was less than 30 seconds and they were both cleaned up and back to where they were before; minus Pies underwear.
“Can we sleep now, or are we going for round two?” Kristen laughed softly, eyes already falling closed.
“In the morning.” He rumbled against her shoulder, holding her protectively, body relaxing.