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late night | river/jolene

Not very many women were into getting as rough as River liked. Many of the women he slept with nightly were pretty tame in comparison to what he was doing to Jolene. Every now and then he found a gem that allowed him to do things to her that were rather unimaginable. But then he met Jolene. Not only did she let him do these things to her and say these things to her, but she encouraged them. She prompted them. No wonder he was so addicted so fast. He’d been hooked since the first moment. Here Jolene was stopping him to turn around and face him with that look on her face that he was growing to realize how much it aroused him. Everything about her did and he hated to admit it. River hated that someone had this much of a hold on him. It’s never happened before. He watched her staring at him like that, almost challengingly. And River wanted nothing more than to accept the challenge. She grabbed his hand, placing it against her throat and he smirked wickedly, enjoying the way his hand looked grasping her throat like this. She even tightened it as if giving him the okay to do it himself. Licking his lips, he practically shuddered at her demanding that he fucked her, but he stood there watching her every move, moaning as she grabbed his cock like it was her personal plaything. The blonde stroked him, making him moan louder.

He allowed her to stroke him like this until he got too hard to handle. Then River lowered his hands and he pulled her towards him and her body melted against his as their lips connected. The actress’s heart beat madly against River’s chest. Or maybe that was his. He wasn’t quite sure. His tongue found hers and wrestled it with a fiery need as his left hand knotted itself in her hair and his right one cupped her ass from behind, pressing her to him even harder. His big hard cock pressed against her body, evoking a groan from River. He gripped her ass, giving it a squeeze before his hand moved around her body. When his fingertips grazed the bare skin of Jolene’s thighs, he looked at her with a gaze of pure lust. The desire of being inside her again was burning inside him. Their kiss was broken abruptly as he roughly turned her around to push her against the wall again. His cock stood up against her ass. His hand was on her throat with his fingers tightening more and more. “This what you want?” he questioned her in a deep voice, pressing himself further into her. “I don’t have to prove anything to you. I don’t have to show you who you belong to. You belong to me.” At this point, River had grabbed a hold of himself with his other hand and forced himself inside her, grunting as his cock filled her. Her standing position made her tighter, making it feel that she was squeezing his cock as he pushed into her with no warning.

The grip on her throat tightened even more as River began to thrust into her roughly, each thrust pressing her more and more into the wall. “You’re mine. There’s no more to it.” River kissed along her face, nibbling on her ear. “You’re mine. Your pussy is mine. Your body is mine. Everything about you is mine,” he repeated, his free hand grabbing one of her breasts to give it a tight squeeze. Pulling back, he looked down between their bodies, watching his cock thrusting in and out of her, each stroke making his length glisten more and more with her juices. She was dripping off of him and he loved it. The skin under his grip on her throat was getting more red, River could see as he looked over her. He slid his hand up, tilting her chin and maneuvering her face over her shoulder so he could give her a rather sloppy kiss. “I’m gonna take real good care of you, you hear me? You won’t ever forget who you belong to. Not even for a second.” He dropped his hand down, moving so that he was gripping her waist as he pushed her down so that her ass would stick up higher. Giving her ass a nice loud smack, he hammered his cock into her, making her body bounce each time.

The rougher River was with her, the more Jolene enjoyed the sex. The blonde loved when sex was rough because it felt like it was the farthest thing from intimacy despite the intimate position they were in. Jolene was not one for sex that was slow and staring into each other’s eyes or whatever. The way they were now and the act itself was already intimate, the last thing she needed was for the two of them staring into each other’s eyes and catching feelings. She wanted to feel like she was tethering the line between pleasure and pain. To see her skin turning black and blue the next day. To see his handprints littering her body and now her throat. It was why she was encouraging him to squeeze her throat tighter and to feel his strong hands flexing as he struggled to hold her throat. A smirk was on her lips as she stroked his cock, loving how wet his cock was due to her juices. “Fuck me, sir,” she commanded, her lips puffy from the kissing and power struggle their previously engaged in. When he then pulled her into her, Jolene gasped, almost immediately wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. The blonde kissed him hard, slipping her tongue into his mouth and fighting him for power. At this point, she didn’t even care if anyone walked into the empty studio. All she wanted was to fuck River, to feel his cock inside her and to feel his hot cum plastering her pussy.

Groaning when he broke the kiss and turned her. Jolene was roughly pressed against the wall, her cheek hitting the rough concrete harder than she expected but it caused her to moan and buck her hips. Feeling his hard length pressing against her ass cheek, Jolene closed her eyes and pushed her ass closer, wishing he was inside her already. Her pussy was practically dripping with need. “Please,” she whimpered. His words sent shivers down her spine and she felt his hot breath on her skin.The way he spoke to her, the possessiveness in his voice as he called her his made Jolene’s pussy ache with need. There was just something about River being possessive over her that caused her to shiver. Maybe it was this sick perverted satisfaction of knowing that someone else’s fiancee was calling her his that caused this shooting pleasure down her spine. Or maybe it was because this was River Robbins and he was jealous. He was jealous over some lowly actress like her and it was fucking hot. Pressing the palm of her hands on the wall when he stuck her ass out for him, Jolene’s eyes widened and she screamed out his name when he then thrust into her, her walls almost immediately clenching around his thick cock.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking big,” she mumbled, moving her hips in time with his rough thrusts. With every mine that came out of his mouth, it seemed as if his thrusts got harder and harder as if he was trying to emphasize that she did belong to him. Jolene believed every world. He then roughly grabbed her breast and squeezed it. Jolene knew that it was going to bruise slightly and she was loving it. “I-I’m yours,” she stuttered due to the pleasure and the way his hand was now ever so slightly constricting her breathing. “Only your cock can make me cum so hard. Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel how wet my pussy is because of you?” she asked, looking back a little and seeing him from the corner of her eye. Moving her hand to cover his that was now wrapped around her throat, she squeezed his hand lightly to let him know she wanted him to hold her tighter before going back to holding the wall to support herself. Throwing her head back and moaning when he slapped her ass, Jolene shut her eyes tightly as she felt herself on the brink. “Make me cum,” she commanded him. “Show everyone that my pussy belongs to you and only you.” Jolene was needy and she didn’t care how obvious it was. Shutting her eyes tightly to the point where she was seeing stars, the blonde actress moved her hips more erratically in an attempt to get herself to cum. “Fuck me harder,” she begged, throwing her head back to expose her throat a little more for him to squeeze tighter.

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oliverdinah​:

wrapped too tightly | river/jolene

River was past caring about what he did or did not admit to Jolene. His emotions were high and it was like he was unable to properly think before saying. He was acting completely on impulse, something that he knew would lead him into trouble. But that was a future problem that he didn’t have to deal with right now. Right now, all that mattered was showing Jolene who she belonged to before she got the wrong idea that she could fuck men in front of him. That wasn’t going to fly with him. He was an aggressive man, and if she needed that to be reminded of who was in charge here, River had no problems with that. So when she admitted how he was the only one that she wanted to touch her, he smirked to himself, wearing this like a badge of honor. It was exactly what he wanted to hear. In fact, it was exactly what he needed to hear. He hadn’t been lying when he saw that seeing another man touching her made his blood boil, but to hear her admit that his touches were all that mattered brought him back to the moment. He’s never felt this possessive before, but Jolene somehow brought that out.

Taken aback by the way that she was pushing him back, pulling his fingers out of her, he stared at her in confusion. He’d been rather enjoying making her squirm with his fingers inside of her. But then she took his fingers and put them in her mouth, sucking her juices off of them and he was lost in her again. His lips parted as he watched her, listening to her moaning at her own taste and the more she sucked, the more he felt his cock throbbing in his pants. She then pushed him back even further, almost causing River to stumble before he caught himself. Raising his eyebrows when she began to talk about how much she wanted his cock in her mouth, he licked his lips and didn’t hesitate to bring his hands to the top of his pants. But it seemed like the blonde haired actress had other plans, as she was quick to undo his pants for him. He stood there and watched her on her knees, eagerness and lust darkening his eyes. She pushed his pants low enough to expose him, bringing his length out and causing River to suck in a deep breath. Moaning and shutting his eyes for a moment, he shivered when he felt her begin to stroke him. “Fuck yes,” he answered in a whisper, reaching towards the back of her head. His other hand reached down to grab his cock, dragging the head along her soft lips as encouragement for her to start.

Jolene was excited. There was just something about River that turned her into a raging cock hungry whore that she knew River was very much fond of. When it came to River, Jolene was willing to do almost everything that he wanted and she did it with excitement. There was something about him that just made her want to please him and do everything that he wanted. One look at him and Jolene was practically on her knees for the man. It was why she got off on the fact that he was jealous. Jolene knew that it was delusional of her to be jealous of his fiancee, but she was and she knew she was in dangerous territory for feeling so. It was obvious though that River wasn’t getting whatever it was he was looking for with his fiancee and she was the one to be able to give it to him. That was obvious since he kept coming back to her and here they were in the bathroom about to fuck. He was the one that punched Aaron in a fit of jealousy. Would he have done the same if he saw his fiancee and Aaron in a compromising position? 

Watching with a smirk on her lips as he took the base of his cock and he answered in a strained, yet excited voice, Jolene licked her lips. “I can’t wait to have your cock down my throat,” she whispered before her tongue then stuck out and she was now licking the tip of his weeping cock. Moaning at the saltiness of his precum, Jolene closed her eyes and opened her mouth wider. Eager to tease him and make him beg for her, she moved his hand from the base of his cock so she had more control before then looking up as she placed hot kisses on the underside of his cock as her thumb played with the head of his cock. He was hard for her and his cock already had precum leaking, causing Jolene’s pussy to ache with need. Sex with River was just on a whole other level that Jolene never wanted to admit to herself or to anyone, especially not to River. Licking his balls after having kissed down his shaft, Jolene moaned, her hand stroking his length. Playing with his balls for a bit, it wasn’t long until she was moving back and slowly taking him into her mouth. She didn’t go any further than the head of his cock, wanting to hear him moan and beg for her and to feel his fingers threading into her hair. She wanted to tease him enough that he was practically fucking her face.

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intimate strangers | clark/jean

The pure excitement in her face made Clark’s heart flutter. He hadn’t seen her this excited in what felt like such a long time. Things have been tough since he got back. Understandably so considering everything. But Clarke was trying to make things better. He couldn’t afford anything big, even though Jean deserved something big, but he was hoping that some time together just enjoying one another’s company could do them some good. They didn’t exactly get the chance to go on a whole lot of dates before they moved on to get married. Then being away for so long didn’t help matters anyway. Clarke was trying to make up for lost time and… make up for those mistakes he did while he was away. Jean didn’t deserve that and he was still so guilt ridden over it. But seeing that smile on her face and how excited she sounded, he felt like he was doing something good. It felt like he was going in the right direction and maybe soon enough, his own wife would feel more comfortable around him. “I love you too, Jean. We could really use a night out. Don’t you think? A night out to just… be the married couple that we are, not stressing about money or your parents or anything. We haven’t had nearly as many dates as we should. You know?” He leaned in and kissed her cheek. “It’s time I fixed that. Besides, you need a break from all the work you’ve been doing. You shouldn’t be working almost as much as me. They can do without you for one night. Your dear ol’ husband needs some time with his wife.”

Although it seemed a little backwards that they were now dating even though they’d been married for over a year now, Jean couldn’t be happier. She loved spending time with her husband and getting to know him. She loved him more than anything and she just wanted to feel like a normal couple. With him being deployed only a month into them dating, they had gotten married right away. Jean knew she loved him from the moment she laid eyes on him and when he had enlisted, Jean knew that when he did come back, she would have married him anyway so she jumped the gun and married him right then and there. The blonde figured they would have the rest of their lives to get to know each other so the dating part wasn’t necessary. Blushing and feeling her heart racing when he professed his love for her, Jean squealed in excitement and wrapped her arms around his neck. The blonde then began to kiss all over the side of his face all the while giggling at the same time. “A night out would be amazing. There’s that new Arsenic and Old Lace movie I’ve been seeing posters of and it looks really interesting. Norma, one of the waitresses at work, said she’d seen it with her husband and loved it!” Jean exclaimed happily. Her mood had been completely lifted and the blonde completely forgot how terrible her food is as they talked about their movie date. Grinning widely as he kissed her cheek, Jean giggled and kissed him back, but this time it was a short kiss on the lips. “Oh, this is going to be wonderful and exciting. I wish it was tomorrow already.”

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bad news coming | jolene/river

After handing off the clothes to Jolene, he remained where he was, cigarette in his mouth as he watched her dress. River could tell that she was putting on a show for him. Since she was putting on a show, it’d be rude of him to not enjoy it. Exhaling a puff of smoke, he watched Jolene remove her skirt, leaving him with a great view of her ass. River could still see the red marks he had left on her. But best of all, he could see the way that her thighs glistened from the cum on her skin. He smirked to himself at this, as if this were some badge of honor and maybe it kind of was. Taking another drag from his cigarette, he licked his lips when the blonde made an effort to bend over, very obviously wanting him to get a good look at her pussy. And he did, he stared and even touched himself, grabbing his crotch as he watched his sexy display in front of him. River lived in Hollywood. He’s met plenty of beautiful women. He’s fucked plenty of beautiful women. He lived the dream and he knew it. He took it for granted, but he still knew how lucky he was. And even so, Jolene was something else. It frustrated him that he couldn’t put his finger on it. Why did she drive him crazier than anyone ever has before? What was it about her? Was she just that beautiful? Was her pussy actually made of gold? He didn’t know. What he did know was that he couldn’t wait to fuck her over and over until he inevitably get bored. At least, he was assuming he would. Then again, he’s never fantasized about fucking the same woman before over and over before. Letting go of himself, River stood up and put out his cigarette. He met her half way and shoved his hand underneath the new skirt that she was wearing. She wasn’t wearing her underwear, allowing him to press his fingers against her pussy where he began to rub them against her. “Oh, you know I did,” he said lowly, pulling back his hand and placing his fingers into his mouth to suck on them. At her question, River just shrugged before opening the door for her. “I’m the director. I don’t need to explain anything. Besides, everyone knows I like perfection in my films. Changing out an actress wouldn’t come as a surprise. Now get going. Don’t want to keep me waiting,” he told her, flipping her skirt up and giving her ass a slap.

Jolene was going to have way too much fun on set now that she was fucking River, and it wasn’t even because he was the director. No, Jolene was going to enjoy herself because River seemed to match exactly the kind of sex the blonde enjoyed more than anything. Was she playing it up for him a little? Of course she was. He was hot and she didn’t care that he was cheating on his fiancee or the fact that his fiancee was the lead actress in the movie, Jolene wanted to keep fucking River. He was the best sex she’s had in a long time and that kind of thing was hard to come by so she was going to do whatever it took to get him just as addicted to her. Smirking to herself when River walked over to her and immediately slid his hand underneath her skirt to feel her soaked pussy, Jolene chuckled at his words. When he slipped his fingers out of her pussy, Jolene whimpered but she was quickly shut up when she saw him slip it into his mouth. The blonde shivered, finding the whole thing to be so fucking erotic. She was definitely going to have fun fucking this man. “That’s true. Hopefully I won’t cause such a fuss. I wouldn’t want to make enemies with the chick you just fired considering I just started my career, if you can call it that,” she mumbled with a shrug. Jolene had been acting for a couple of years now but it was hard to break into the industry when everyone was blonde and just as good looking as she was. It was hard when Jolene didn’t have an edge to even just have a director to give her a chance. She knew she was a good actress and she knew she could handle her own, the directors just didn’t know that. Jolene was determined to impress River and everyone else around. Grinning when he lifted up her skirt and slapped her ass, the blonde laughed and looked around to make sure that no one saw that or heard it. “Yes, sir,” she whispered seductively in his ear. “Anything else, sir?” she asked, with a small chuckle before stepping down the stairs and making her way on set. Turning to look at him, Jolene winked before continuing to make her way where she knew River would soon be joining her. 

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sinking feeling | parker/zoe

Zoe began to plead for him ro find her daughter. If she was lying about this, she’d be one hell of an actress. Parker could feel the desperation coming off of her and her voice. It was like she was on the verge of breaking at any moment. How anyone could think she could do such a thing, he’d never understand. He prided himself in being able to read body language well. It’s what helped him be so good at his job. Because Parker really was good at what he did. That’s how he quickly moved up in ranks at a younger age than most. So again, Zoe would have to be damn near psychotic to be able to pull something like this off. He was choosing to believe that she wasn’t and that she was being genuinely sincere over how much this was affecting her. Maybe she wasn’t as bad of a mom as this town liked to paint her as. “I promise, I will do my best to find her. And I’m really good at my job,” he reassured her before she was thanking him and asking what the chances were of her being found. Parker exhaled deeply, glancing away for a moment. These were the type of questions that he was trained not to answer. Giving parents a false sense of hope was frowned upon, especially given the fact that the chances of anyone being found changed case per case. It was never the same and it was always hard to tell. “I can’t answer that, but yes. I’ve done this before. A lot more than one would like. But I have done this before. So your daughter is in good hands. I guarantee that. I’m experienced.” He nodded his head before continuing. “Come on. Let’s take you home so you can rest.”

Her daughter was missing and there was nothing she could do about it. Zoe felt completely hopeless and useless. How could she let her daughter walk alone to school? It was only a short walk, it wasn’t even far. Izzy had reassured her that she could do it just fine and that she was a big girl. In hindsight, her daughter often reassured her that she was fine and that she could take care of herself whenever she saw Zoe struggling to be a mother. In a lot of ways, her daughter was practically the adult while Zoe, Zoe was just a piece of work that put so much on her daughter. Could she have run away? Could it be because Izzy was tired of being the adult and just wanted to be a child? No, her daughter would never do that to her. Her daughter would never hurt her like this or make her worry, especially when her baby spent most of her life trying not to be a burden to her mother, even if it meant sacrificing her childhood. Nodding her head when Parker explained that he was experienced in this kind of thing and that he was going to take her home, Zoe looked back at the road her daughter often walked to school in hopes she would see something she missed, she started to lead the back to her apartment. “Izzy is a good kid. Far better than I ever deserved,” she whispered, pulling her coat closer to her body. “She would... she would never leave me like this.” Zoe was so distraught she was barely making sense. She kept running through the morning, trying to figure out if there was anything abnormal about Isabelle’s behaviour this morning but nothing stood out. Nothing stood out but Zoe wasn’t the most intuitive mother either. She’d been rushing Isabelle, proclaiming that she was late because she had slept in and Isabelle had to make her own breakfast for the fourth time that week. “She... she kept coming back to me whenever child services took her because she thought I would starve to death. I woke up one morning when they had taken her, she was in the kitchen making me breakfast.”

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motor runnin' | victor/brooke

Victor rolled his eyes as he chased after Brooke. By now, one would think that Victor knew what he did when he made her this upset. And yet, as he was chasing after her, he had no idea why he was chasing her in the first place. Before he even knew it, she was slapping him across the face and swearing at him and now here they were. “Why are you being this way?” he asked, trying to call out for her. When they reached the parking lot, Victor saw his bike and reached over to grab Brooke by the arm, forcing her to not go any further. “Come on. This is stupid. Can we not do this tonight?” He tried to pull her arm so that she’d move closer to him. “Whatever I did. I’m sorry. Now how about we go for a ride? Huh?”

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Brooke was beyond pissed off. The brunette was just having fun when Victor showed up out of nowhere and started acting all possessive towards her. They weren’t even together and it was as if Victor had some sensor when he realized that she was flirting with a guy. She also happened to really like the guy and thought that he was incredibly cute. Turning to him fuming when he grabbed her arm, Brooke glared at him and pushed him away from her. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she muttered, her face heated from the anger that she tried to keep in check. The one time Brooke took a break from her studies to go to a party and Victor was there ruining all of it. “I don’t want to go anywhere with you. I was just having fun. I was flirting with that guy because I happened to be interested in him. We,” she started poking his chest. “Are no longer together so go find someone else to fuck.” Brooke shook her head, her chest rising with the anger that was bubbling inside her.

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staying up | edward/mariana

The unrestrained, unfulfilled sexually charged energy reminded Ed of the first time he encountered Mariana. It was perhaps one of the best nights he ever had. The beginning of their meeting started out nice - great conversation late into the night, but physically respectful and even restrained. At first, that is, until something that night had clicked, locking in a certain physical energy. It was in this same bathroom, in this same spot that he became hooked on her. A single fluorescent light hung above them from the ceiling, some stickers and graffiti along the stalls, toilet paper all over the floor, a sink perpetually running. It was far from a romantic spot and it was for sure far from sexy, but it worked. Right now with her felt like the first time, yet somehow better at the same time, as if sex with Mariana could only get better the more it happened. God, Edward wanted her so badly. It was almost like a sweet relief getting to have her. He was lucky that Mariana felt the same way, felt that same desire. It helped them leave respect and restraint far behind. They both just wanted to fuck. "Holy shit,” he repeated her words under his heavy breath. In the middle of what he would in a more sober state call decidedly unsanitary conditions, Ed fucked her hard, going even harder when she pleaded for it. He fucked her hard enough that the counter creaked and shook precariously and the mirror behind it banged against the wall with the music, daring to crack and break with each forward motion. 

Clutching Mariana’s thigh, his nails dug into her nail. He could feel the intensity of his pleasure and selfishly, he forced himself to slow down to prolong this with her. His motions steadied and he lifted his head to look at her. Taking his cock and gently rubbing it on her dripping wet pussy, he watched her shudder just a little. “I love how fucking wet you are, dripping all over my cock like this. You want me just as badly as I want you, don’t you? I can feel it.” Ed tugged at her bottom lip, nipping at it before he looked down between their bodies. He could only stand to do this once or twice as the precum was already leaking out of him. “C’mere,” he whispered in a low growl, grabbing Mariana. He brought her back down on the floor and bent her over towards the sink. She could look into his eyes through the mirror, which was exactly what Ed wanted while she watched him take her from behind. Controlling himself, he slid just the head of his cock inside her pussy to tease her and play with her a little. “You ass is amazing,” he told her, smacking it before he pushed himself deeper into her. 

This was where he no longer could hold any control. Edward thrust over and over, fiercely banging his torso into her again and again, his cock sometimes entirely exiting her wet pussy only to re-enter her tight heated wetness seconds later. His head swam with the muffled music and the alcohol, his body with the sensation of her wet walls tightening around his cock. He was watching himself in the mirror as it shook until he stared into the reflections of her brown eyes, listening to the sounds of himself growling like an animal and enjoying it all, reveling in it. She was quite skilled, her pussy taking his big cock so well that he imagined all the other positions he could take her in outside of this bathroom. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy is so damn good. So nice and tight and wet.” Edward squeezed her hips, gripping tighter as waves of pleasure threatened to wash over his body. Suddenly, he could feel that familiar tingling sensation and heaviness in his balls and he was sure she could too. Too stubborn to release just yet, however, he focused on getting her to cum first, slamming harder and faster while reaching over to play with her clit.

It wasn’t often that a man got Mariana’s attention for more than one night. She was more of the love ‘em and leave ‘em type of girl who only enjoyed the company of a man for one night, only to never see them again after. Many have tried to get her attention after. To date her, to want something more with her but Mariana relented. After her son’s father had left and broke her heart, Mariana never wanted to get attached again. Edward was the first man in a long time that caught her attention and even then it was purely sexual. He was the first man in a while she fucked past one night, and the sad part was that she was the one chasing after him. She was the one that came the next night and the next night after that hoping to see him and get a chance to fuck him once more. Mariana knew that what she felt for him was nothing but sexual. The way he fucked her was unlike anything she ever felt before. Sexually, they were compatible. He pleased her in ways that no one has in a long time and she was loving every moment of it. 

When he pulled out of her, Mariana whimpered and looked at him pleadingly. Her eyes rolled tot he back of her head as he rubbed his hard length against her dripping pussy, Mariana bucking her hips in a pleading manner. She needed his cock inside her already and she wasn’t sure how long she was going to last, especially with the little show he was giving her. Her body shivering at his demand and she did as she was told. In a rushed state and forgetting that her legs were weak due to the pleasure she had just experienced, she nearly fell as soon as her feet landed on the ground. Thankfully, he was helping her and she didn’t embarrass herself by falling. Giggling, she bent over and grabbed the sides of the counter, waiting for Ed’s cock to thrust back inside her and stretch her hard. “Fuck me, please,” she begged, yelping a little when she felt a sharp sting on her ass. She looked at him through the mirror, watching the pleasure and the struggle to restrain himself written all over his face. The brunette then pushed her ass further into him in hopes that he would fuck her already. “C’mon, please. I need your cock inside me.” 

Letting out a loud moan as soon as he thrusted into her hard and deep, the brunette threw her head back in pleasure. She stared at the dirty ceiling for a moment, the lights flickering nearly in time with his thrusting. Mariana moved her hips as much as she could to keep in time with him, desperate to reach her orgasm as much as possible. At this point, her movements were more erratic, her knuckles turning white from how hard she was gripping it. “Fuck,” she groaned, the tip of his cock hitting her g-spot, causing her body to tense a little. She could feel the pleasure starting to build. Mariana going crazy due to how hard he was fucking her and how perfectly timed he was hitting all her pleasurable spots. “Harder,” she encouraged him, her walls clenching harder against him. The brunette lost it completely when she felt his fingers rubbing against her clit, her eyes opening wide as she stared at him through the mirror. “Fuck me,” she moaned, her walls clenching insanely tight against his cock. Her body shook as she came, her eyes never once leaving him through the mirror and her hips bucking roughly against his length. Her orgasm washed through her and it took everything in Mariana not to close her eyes due to the immense pleasure she was feeling but she was determined. Mariana was determined to watch him as he came.

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longing for a change | curt/diana

“That’s not true,” he began, trying to get a word in during her mini rant. He found it relatively hard to do so, his shoulders slumping as he sighed. It wasn’t that she was wrong necessarily, but he still wished she’d give him a chance. A chance he didn’t deserve, yet really wanted. “Look, it’s not like that at all. Okay? I’m not here only because I’m shooting a movie nearby. I’m here because I want to talk to you and I happen to be shooting a movie nearby. That’s all. This would have happened whether or not I was shooting a movie. Being here now just pushed me to it. I know you hate me, Diana, but–” Exhaling deeply, he ran down his face. Curt was beginning to wonder if he should even bother saying anything more right now. It wasn’t as if it would matter. She wouldn’t hear any of it. Diana was angry at him and that anger was clouding any sense of giving him the light of day. Curt should consider himself lucky he was allowed to stand there for as long as he had. “What do you want from me, Diana? To grovel? I came here looking for a chance to explain myself. That’s it. Just one chance and then you wouldn’t have to hear from me a–” Curt was cut off by the younger girl he caught a glimpse of earlier came in to speak to his ex. He tensed briefly until the little blonde girl stopped to speak to him. He smiled at her politely, chuckling when she professed how she loved him in that one movie, not elaborating on which specific one. He knelt down, helping with the whole giant height difference and smiled at her. “I’m gonna go on a limb here and say you’re talking about the one where I play a knight right? That seems to be my more popular one because of the princess,” he said before gesturing to Diana. “Do you want your mom to take a picture of us so you can show all your friends? Gives you a chance to show off.”

Diana resisted the urge to roll her eyes when she heard his explanation. Honestly, she hardly believed a word that ever came out of Curt Pearson’s mouth. He was just so full of shit and she wanted nothing more than to shut him up. The brunette wondered if he even believed half the shit he was saying if she were being honest with herself. He broke her heart. He absolutely shattered it and yet here he was acting as if he deserved some kind of a chance to explain himself. Diana balled her hand into a fist, trying her best to keep her cool seeing as her daughter was right here and the last thing she needed was for Olivia to see her lose it in front of her ex-boyfriend. Diana was going to murder her mother or her brother for giving Curt her address and most likely her number. How dare they think they can intervene with her life and bring back Curt into the fold. She didn’t need this. Diana was happy. She was happy being a single mother and having only Olivia. She didn’t need anyone else. Scoffing at his question about what she wanted from him, Diana glared even harder. No, she didn’t want him to grovel or apologize, she wanted him to stay far away from her life because she knew, she just knew that she’d fall back into him. It was only a matter of time. Annoyed with the way he seemed to charm Olivia, Diana stood there steaming in anger, her face red. “No! The one where you play the spy. I really liked all the cool stunts that you did,” Olivia explained with a grin before nodding her head eagerly. “Mom, please?” her daughter asked, looking at her with those big blue eyes and Diana couldn’t do anything but agree. With a sigh, she took her phone and held it out, waiting for Olivia to stand beside Curt. “Say cheese!” she said, feigning a cheery tone before quickly snapping a picture. 

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tripping and reeling | grace/vera

It was funny to Grace how hard Vera tried. From all the flirting to the looks, it seemed like too much of an effort on such an ordinary nurse like herself. She was flattered, but confused. She wondered why it took this long for the other to even ask her out if she actually liked her. Grace could recall the moment she realized she was beginning to develop this stupid little crush on her patient. It was during one of those times she had to get up close to Vera. One of her many inexplicable injuries needed stitches and Grace was obviously more than happy to help with that. They had this intense moment of just silence until Vera chimed in with a compliment she just seemed unable to contain. It had made her heart flutter in a way it hadn’t before and she knew in that moment, she was starting her crush. Being too professional, she never dared act on it, but tonight it seemed hard to brush aside Vera’s advances. “Again, there are much easier ways to have me alone.” She gave the woman a teasing smirk before shrugging. “I think you just like me in uniform.” Though she didn’t actively try to pursue Vera out of attempt to be professional, that didn’t mean Grace didn’t enjoy flirting right back. “Wear something comfortable? Is that all you’re going to give me? Are we talking semi casual or hiking boots? I don’t want to show up in hiking boots and we end up going for some coffee instead,” she said, though she was just curious about what they’d be doing. “You are a very vague person, you know that? I hope you’re waiting to tell me all the good stuff on this date.”

When it came to romance and flirting, Vera was absolute shit at it. Fighting, she was good at. Egging her opponents to get them to lose, she was good at. Talking to this incredibly stunning nurse and trying to ask her on a date, Vera was definitely not good at. It didn’t help that Vera was incredibly intimidated by Grace’s beauty and she would almost immediately forget what she was supposed to say when Grace smiled at her. Thankfully when Vera decided to shoot her shot it seemed like Grace was interested and agreed to go with her on a date. A wave of relief washed over her and all of a sudden, her body didn’t feel as if it was made of lead. For now anyway. Vera knew she was going to be a nervous mess when it was time for their date, even if she appeared rather confident now. Vera’s confidence was all bullshit. She hid behind this sarcasm and playfulness that she knew many found annoying. “I’m beginning to understand now that there are easier ways but what better way to prove commitment to having you alone than bruising my face just to say you?” she asked with an unashamed grin. Vera laughed at the dark haired woman’s question, throwing her head back in glee before shrugging. “I’ve been told I can be mysterious when I want to. Dress as if you’re about to work out,” she answered with a wink. “The rest will have to wait until our date. Don’t try to ask me! I’m very good at keeping things to myself.”

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put on a show | ian/anna

Normally, Ian didn’t volunteer for these kinds of things. People coming to perform for the soldiers that were stationed during war wasn’t something he’d ever been interested in ever since he had enlisted. It was nice sentiment, don’t get him wrong. He understood it was their way of getting to do something for the troops, but just wasn’t his thing. Right now, however, he needed a break. So when the announcement was made that an actress that would be arriving would need an escort, Ian volunteered for once. Escorting some actress around for a bit sounded like a nice break from having to be out on the field. There were other medics stationed with him, but not nearly enough that was needed. As the war went on, the numbers only seemed to dwindle. Running a hand through his hair, one of the commanding officers called for him, letting him know it was time before he was lead to some room. Entering, he saw the blonde that he’d be looking after during her stay. She sure was pretty, that was certain, But Ian didn’t watch very many movies. Though, he could remember seeing her photographs, especially from some of the guys here. Giving her a small nod, he reached over and shook her hand carefully. “Ian,” he responded, clearing his throat. “I’ll be your second shadow during your stay. Unless I end up being needed. Then you’ll have to end up being stuck with some other schmuck.”

At the sight of the young soldier, Anna had to remind herself that she was here to help entertain, not entertain herself as well. He was attractive so at least there was that. At least he was the one that was going to be showing her around and being her shadow rather than someone else. She was Hollywood’s latest it girl and Anna knew that. She knew that everyone wanted her and with all the roles she taken on, Anna Wood was the hottest thing in Hollywood. “Oh, well, I hope I won’t be stuck with some other schmuck for a while,” she teased and thanked her assistant when she handed her a bottle of water. Anna took a ship out of it before fixing her outfit and handing it over to her assistant. “Sorry about the way that I’m dressed. I wasn’t expecting you so soon,” she said and smiled softly at Ian. “Thank you for taking the time showing me around. I know that sounds very boring and I know you probably have something better to do than show some actress around, but I would love to see around campus if you could show me.” Before she could say anything else, her assistant told her that while she was doing that tour, they wanted to snap a few pictures of her as well. “Is that alright?”

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no matter what | victor/brooke

Victor almost looked offended that it seemed like Brooke wanted to keep that guy around. He gestured to himself and then made a vague gesture to the other man she was speaking to. “Yeah, well, I’m more fun,” he said, trying to excuse himself even if he didn’t have any actual way to do so. “You can’t stand there and tell me that you would prefer his company over mine.” Victor was very full of himself. Extremely. His ego was just as big as his jealousy and really, no wonder Brooke left him. He’d never admit that, but it was easy to see why he was dumped for good. But Victor wasn’t entirely sure if he even wanted to hear the answer to his question. He had missed Brooke and if she said even a hint of her not missing him in return, he wouldn’t be able to handle that. Clearing his throat and fixing his clothes, he smiled at her when she actually told him what she was up to. “Well, I don’t know if you’ve kept up with my Instagram, but me and the band have been pretty busy. We played at one a club a few months back and a club promoter was there and saw us, so he’s been booking us for plenty of gigs. We’ve been getting a hell of a following. You should come to one of our shows one night. We totally rock.”

Rolling her eyes at Victor, Brooke let out a sigh of exasperation. Sometimes, her ex-boyfriend was just exhausting with how possessive he was. It was why they broke up and yet for some reason, Victor couldn’t get it through his head that she wasn’t a fan of his jealousy or his possessiveness. Even now when they weren’t together, he acted as if she belonged to him.  “Right,” she muttered. “You tell yourself whatever helps you sleep at night.” When he talked about his band, Brooke just nodded her head. Of course she kept up with his band’s instagram and his. It was the first thing she looked at as soon as she woke up but she was never going to tell him that. They broke up for a reason and falling back into him would be an awful thing. Brooke knew she wasn’t strong enough to handle it. “Only when it shows up on my feed, but I’ve seen a few things. I’m really proud of you guys,” she said with a soft smile. “Does this mean that there’s going to be a record deal in your future?” Brooke was proud of him. She knew that he worked hard with his band and put his whole life into it. Brooke wanted nothing but the best for him and to see his dreams come true. She was still his biggest fan. “But yeah, yeah, I would love to see one of your shows. When do you guys play next?” Brooke was never going to admit that she’d already seen one of his shows and been to as many as she could, he just never saw her.

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down in flames | spencer/natalie

Spencer should have known better than to start demanding Natalie around. Well, he did know better, simply chose to ignore it. Spencer had always been one to take charge. He wasn’t so much of a follower. The thing was that neither was Natalie. Often times when they’d work together all those years ago, it caused them to clash, but it also made them one hell of a team. A team that no one ever dared to go against. At her little comment, he turned to her and shrugged, giving her a rather serious expression. “You used to love my tongue.” He cocked his head, giving her an almost challenging look before he walked off to get ready to leave, leaving Natalie to do what she did best. He feigned indifference, acting as if he didn’t care what was about to go down, but as soon as she had turned her attention to their captive, Spencer had turned around to watch her. It may be a weird thing to say, yet he always admired watching Natalie go off and do what she loved. Now he was no saint, even if he was one of the few people who wanted to leave this line of work. He had his own demons and he’s done some terribly awful thing. Natalie, on the other hand, was in a league of her own. She wasn’t just good at what she did, but she took genuine pleasure out of it. And it was something else entirely to get to witness it. She was in her element, slowly torturing the man in front of him until she took her knife and ended him. Unable to hide the small smile forming on his lips, he cleared his throat and glanced away when he noticed her looking his way. He didn’t say anything, grabbing his phone and calling up the crew to clean up this mess. “Hurry,” he called out to her, mostly to get on her nerves. “We don’t have time to kill.”

Tensing ever so slightly when he quipped about how she used to love his tongue, Natalie tensed and narrowed her eyes at him. For a moment, she thought about the time they fucked, when they were something. Shivers ran down her spine as she remembered everything from the first time they were intimate and the last time they were intimate. It was all too much for her so, Natalie being Natalie, she pushed aside those thoughts and focused on what she was supposed to be doing. Natalie watched as the life left his eyes, feeling the adrenaline pumping through her veins. It was these moments where she felt so alive, but it wasn’t just these moments. No matter how many times Natalie tried to ignore the feelings Spencer made her feel alive. Being with him made her feel something, something she’d never felt before and it scared her. Even now, being with him, being his partner again, Natalie felt alive. She felt whole. Watching as he called for the clean up crew, Natalie cleaned her knife with the dead man’s body, looking at it with disgust before turning back to Spencer. Walking over to Spencer, she flipped her knife and pointed it at Spencer, the tip of her knife on his chin. She stared at him with narrowed eyes. “That’s the second, don’t make it a third,” she growled, pulling back her knife and shoving it in the pocket of her leather jacket before then going to the bed and grabbing her things. “Let’s go. I have a safe house just outside the city. I have guns and everything we need to take Tarasov down.” Grabbing her backpack and making sure that she had everything that she needed, she took out a couple gold coins and left it on the table for the clean up crew to see. “We should take tomorrow to scope out Giorgio’s. Something tells me it’s going to be like Fort Knox we need a way in and out.”

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a little comfort | parker/zoe

Work was what Parker consumed himself with. His life revolved around his job. That was all he did and that was all he thought about. A lot of people liked to assume he’d be the type to sleep around and have different women in and out of his bedroom, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. The truth was that he was too busy for any of that. It’s not to say that he didn’t occasionally find someone to spend an quick evening with, but it wasn’t as often as people liked to believe. He made himself busy with work because he preferred it that way. He wasn’t the most social of people and this job didn’t force him to be. He got the information he needed and the rest was just getting to the bottom of the case. That was it. And it was easy to lose himself in his job. Plenty of cases out there that needed to be solved. But for the first time, his mind had been elsewhere. He’d try to tell himself that him thinking of Zoe was because of the case he was working on, but he knew that wasn’t it. She’d taken over his mind in a way that he wasn’t used to. Parker didn’t think he hated it. It was why he hadn’t pulled away and he stayed where he was, his forehead resting against Zoe’s. It was also why he hadn’t minded when she grabbed his face and kissed him. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and he met it eagerly, moaning against her lips. Parker had a feeling that Zoe didn’t want reality to come crashing down on them quite yet. He didn’t want that either. What were they meant to do? Talk about this? Parker wasn’t very good at that and he didn’t even know where to begin. So he for one wasn’t against prolonging that talk. He continued to kiss her, breaking away only for moments to breathe. Slipping out of her, Parker lifted Zoe up after grabbing her and took her over towards the couch because that was the closest area. He honestly didn’t even know where to go to find her bedroom. So the couch would do. Setting her down, he laid Zoe on her back as he moved on top of her, his lips still attached to hers.

Once the high had faded, there was this feeling of both dread and relief hitting her. After having spent so much time with Parker, there was this undeniable attraction she felt for him that had been bubbling until tonight. She felt relief that she’d desperately needed from him. The way that he touched her and held her was something she was never going to forget. The absolute bliss she felt, the way he looked at her, Zoe knew that it was going to forever be ingrained in her mind. Then the dread set in. What kind of a mother was she? Her daughter had been kidnapped and here she was seeking pleasure from someone and he wasn’t just someone, he was the man in charge of finding her daughter. Zoe had to be the world’s shittiest mother for having done what she’d done. The worst part was that she didn’t regret having sex with Parker. He provided her with the comfort and distraction she desperately needed as she was so close to losing her mind. Moaning as he kissed her back, Zoe pulled him even closer to her, whimpering when she felt him slip out of her. When he broke the kiss to lift her, Zoe gasped, her eyes remaining on him before he kissed her again. Her heart ached at how gentle he was with her, setting her down softly on the couch with ease. Slipping her tongue into his mouth, the blonde groaned, feeling herself getting lost in the way he was with her and how his body felt against hers. When the need for air arose, Zoe pulled away, pressing her forehead against his and closing her eyes. She sighed contently, her hands moving down to the nape of his neck where she twirled a strand of his hair against her fingers. Her heart beat wildly against her chest and it wasn’t until she somewhat had it in control that she opened her eyes. Affection shone through her eyes as she stared at him, looking at him and noticing the way his lips were puffed and red from all the kissing. “Stay,” she whispered, almost pleading with him. “Stay with me.”

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meet the mother | blanca&hannah

While Blanca had been hoping for Hannah to not be weirded out by her sexuality, what she received was a lot more than that - a very pleasant surprise, if you will. Her eyes immediately grew wide and her eyebrows shot up hearing Hannah admit that she had been with not just one, but several relationships with woman. This was certainly not what she had expected. But oh, was Blanca very very intrigued. She went from hoping Hannah wouldn’t turn the other way to finding out that… she might have a chance with the redhead. Clearing her throat, Blanca sat up straighter and leaned forward, nodding her head at what Hannah was saying as if she wasn’t imagining asking the other woman out. “That’s understandable. I know that there are a lot of people that feel that way. I just lucked out, I suppose, in always being so sure of who I was and what I wanted.” She grinned and without even thinking about it, she licked her lips as she stared at Hannah. Totally innocent, though. “I’ve always been a ‘this is who I am, no one can stop me’ kind of person. I mean, at first, it was hard to give myself that push I needed to tell my family and friends. I was a kid. I knew what they were going to say. That it was a phase and that I didn’t know what I was talking about, but once I got over that and told myself it didn’t matter what they thought, I no longer cared.” She reached over and grabbed her glass, taking a sip of her wine that ultimately led to her finishing it. She got up, grabbed the bottle and came back to refill her glass. “It’s Riesling. Straight from Germany too. So it’s authentic.”

Though her parents were not religious people and they were accepting of her sexuality and the girlfriends she had introduced to them, Hannah still struggled with her sexuality, especially when she was younger. It was a confusing time for her and the moment she went off to college, Hannah did a lot of experimenting and trying to figure herself out. The redhead had the typical high school experience that you would see in movies or tv shows. It was in college where she finally made peace with who she was and her attraction to women. Now that Blanca confirmed that she was gay and Blanca knew that she was bisexual, Hannah couldn’t help but wonder if the beautiful woman was single or was she seeing someone? The redhead cast a quick glance at her ring finger and saw no ring so there was no way the woman was married, right? Hearing Blanca talk about how sure she was of who she was and what she wanted, the redhead had a fond look on her face, feeling rather happy for the young mom. “Did your parents ever have a problem with it or tried to change you saying you’d eventually change your mind and that you were too young to know what you wanted?” Hannah couldn’t help but ask. “My parents were like that but then they realized it was who I was and accepted it.” Raising a brow and looking at Blanca impressed before looking down at her glass and smiling. “Well, damn, you have really good taste. That sounds incredibly expensive. I hope that you didn’t open it just for me and that this was left overs or something.” Looking at the bottle once more, Hannah made a mental note to definitely get herself a bottle. maybe for the next time she met with Blanca, hopefully. 

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glitz and glamour | clark/jean

Clark was very well aware of what he was doing. He knew that his Jean still got flustered around him. She got flustered at the idea of something sexual or intimate in general. Even if they were about to have a child together meaning that they were far from new to having sex with one another. But admittedly, the two of them were still exploring each other’s bodies. There was still a lot that they’ve never done. In fact, they’ve mostly just done missionary in bed. It was the safest choice and what Jean seemed the most comfortable with. This whole taking a shower together was new and it was pretty bold of him to try and coax her into it, but that’s exactly what he was doing. He was trying to coax her into it. Clark didn’t want to be downright demanding about it, though. It was almost like he was testing the waters of what she’d say and how she’d react. It was why he had removed his shirt in front of her. It was why he had touched her knee in just the right way. He was letting Jean know what it was that he wanted, while still making sure to respect her boundaries. Even though he really wanted this. So he was putting it out there, baiting her so to speak, and all he could do was wait to see if she’d take it or not. And then she kissed him. Boy, was it a kiss. Clark felt her tongue inside his mouth and he moaned as their tongues sensually moved with one another. When she pulled away, he felt his breath leave him, needing a moment to fully compose himself. “Wow,” he mouthed as she took his hand and led them over to their restroom. In front of the shower, he could tell the nerves pass through her eyes as they stood in front of one another. Clark reached over and placed a hand on her waist, trying to make Jean more comfortable, silently telling her that she had nothing to be nervous about. Smirking as he watched Jean hike up her dress and asked for his help in removing it, he gave her a small nod and guided her to turn around. He fingers were on the zipper and he slowly lower it, watching as her bare skin became more and more exposed. Clark leaned in, kissing her back with deep lingering kisses until the dress fell to the floor with a little tug from him. Pressing himself against her back, he continued to kiss her, lips trailing along her shoulder while his hands moved up her pregnant belly and towards her breasts.

Jean was nervous. This was the first time in a while she was naked in front of her husband while pregnant and not only that but with the lights on and in the shower, this was all different to Jean and it terrified her. Despite all that, Jean knew that she needed to do this and she wanted to do this. Jean wanted to stop being scared of being intimate with her husband and to stop being nervous. Jean wanted Clark to know that she very much wanted him and that she wanted a better intimate relationship with him than the one they had. She knew that she loved him with all her heart and she knew that she married a good man, so she really had nothing to be nervous about. It was clear as day that he found her beautiful and attractive, their baby was proof of that. His reaction to her kiss caused Jean to blush, her cheeks heating and Jean chewing on her bottom lip. Just as Jean was starting to get into her head about this, she felt her husband’s hand on her the back of her dress, causing her to gasp and close her eyes. She leaned into his touch, her whole body shivering. She was comforted by his touch and the way that he was touching her. It was enough to calm her nerves and to make her focus on how her body was reacting to him. “I love you,” she murmured softly while her dress loosened and his lips where now on her bare back. Jean gasped when she felt his hands on her bare body, going up her body. Taking one of his hands once it reached her breasts, Jean gave it a squeeze before turning around. She stood in front of him a little nervously while her hands then took their turn to explore his own body. His body was perfect. Then again, everything about Clark was perfect. How she got lucky with him, Jean didn’t know, but she thanked whoever every day for him. Her hands moved down his body and stopping just at the end of his happy trail before looking up to meet Clark’s electric blue hues. “I love you so much,” she whispered once more before pressing her lips against his and slipping her tongue into his mouth. Pulling him closer to her, her hand moved down to his length and slowly she started stroking him, wanting to please him a little bit.

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late night | river/jolene

River was by no means a possessive person, especially with things that weren’t technically his. It was hard for him to get jealous. One needed to care in order to get jealous. No, River was far too much of an artist to really care about anything but his films. Nothing mattered to him outside of work, therefore, he couldn’t be bothered with such a mundane emotion like jealousy. Even his current relationship had everything to do with work and nothing to do with actual human emotion. He didn’t love his fiance. Sure, he cared for her in the same sense as a decent human being cared for someone they knew. He wasn’t completely devoid of feelings, but they were buried so deep sometimes that one could mistake him for being cold. So no, he wasn’t possessive in the traditional sense, but boy did he live off of praise. River was one hell of an egomaniac. It was part of the reason he loved doing what he did. The praise. Being such a high profile director meant getting praised and awarded left and right. But it didn’t stop there. Not only did he love hearing it for his work, but he loved hearing people speak highly of him. He loved hearing that he was the best. It fueled him. Sleeping around did just that. Any woman with legs looking to get into the business always went straight to praising River in hopes of striking gold. That’s why he never cared if it was genuine or not because it didn’t matter. All that mattered was hearing it. Aaron Scott was threatening that with Jolene and River couldn’t have that. He couldn’t stand around thinking Jolene found the lead actor better than him in any shape or form. If anything, that’s what he was possessive over. At least, that’s what he told himself.

He could feel how wet Jolene was, so clearly she wanted him like he wanted her. That was all he needed. River was certain that she was hanging around Aaron partly to get a rise out of him. She wouldn’t be so close to the guy right in front of him if she weren’t. If she wanted Aaron, she’d have him somewhere private. But no. She had been flirting right there in the open for him to see. So if she wanted to get a rise out of him, then she would get what she wanted as long as he had her screaming for him and no one else. Then he got what he wanted as well. River jammed another long finger inside her, fucking her pussy roughly as his cock continued to rub against her ass. He was completely hard, standing tall with pre cum already seeping from the head of his shaft. Aroused by how rough she allowed him to be with her, all River wanted now was to shove his cock inside her and have her shrieking in pleasurable pain. Granted, there was only so much yelling she could do without them being caught, but River was more than okay with risking crossing the line here as long as she understood that while she was working for him, she was his for the taking. He was knuckles deep inside her pussy until Jolene reached behind to stroke his cock. River moaned, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the way she was begging for him. It didn’t take long for him to oblige, mostly for his own desires rather than her pleading. River pushed her further down so that her ass would stick up higher before the palm of his hand collided with it. 

A loud smack echoed around the set, but it wasn’t satisfying enough. So he smacked her even harder. “That’s right. You beg for my fucking cock, you fucking slut. Show me how hungry you cunt is for it.” His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled her against him. His length then immediately pushed into her in a rough stroke and River quickly went to work, forcing himself inside her in an already hard pace. Moans louder than they should be fell from his lips without a care. As relief of being inside her instantly him, his head fell back as he enjoyed it vibrating through every nerve. He was jamming himself into her with hard thrusts, each one causing her to slam against the wall. “You feel that? You feel the way my cock owns your pussy. You think he could fuck you like this? Huh?” His hand found its way back to her throat, grabbing it tightly as he lifted her body up so that her breasts were squished against the wall. “Your cunt is meant for my pleasure. You hear me?” His words came out as shaky grunts due to how fast his thrusts were going. “Say it. Say it belongs to my big cock.” River’s fingers tightened around her neck even more. “He could never fill you the way I do. Can’t fuck your cunt so hard you can barely walk. His cum wouldn’t fill your pussy the way I do either. And I know how much you love my cum inside you, the way you love how it dribbles down your leg.” River continued to grunt, not holding back on the force he was giving to her.

Jolene was excited. She hated having to admit it but River was the best sex of her life. She never thought she would ever find someone she was so sexually compatible with. It was like every dirty and perverted thing Jolene loved doing and all the kinks she had, she felt free to do with River. How could she not feel it? With the way he talked and how he egged her on, Jolene loved every minute of fucking him, even when he got a little too rough on her. In fact, Jolene loved it. She loved when he left bruises on her body or made her ache. What can she say? Jolene loved when sex was rough. Bonus points if there was a bit of blood. Although sex with him was fairly new, Jolene never hesitated to test the limits between the two of them. They weren’t one to talk about what they did and didn’t like, more just testing each other out. It was why she encouraged him to squeeze her throat tighter to let him know she wanted it even rougher with him. The fact that the two of them were about to fuck when anyone could walk in while they were both working and his fiancee was literally filming said a lot about the two of them. They were assholes who only cared about their pleasure and Jolene didn’t mind that one bit.

Feeling herself getting even wetter when River jammed his finger into her pussy, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her walls clenched tightly around his finger as if refusing to let him pull his fingers out. At this point, all Jolene could think about was his cock inside her. River pounding into her and saying the nastiest things as he brought her to her orgasm. The way that his cock stretched her, hitting all the right spots inside her; Jolene found herself creaming at the thought, hoping it wouldn’t take long until he did exactly that. The fact that she’d become so addicted to this man should terrify her, but Jolene didn’t care. She wanted him badly and right now, all she could think about is his cock. “Fuck me,” she demanded of River as she pushed her down some more, Jolene placing her palms against the wall as her ass stuck out higher for him. Letting out a surprised gasp when his hand made contact with her ass cheek, leaving a stinging sensation, Jolene wiggled her ass for him in an attempt to encourage him to be rougher and to just shove his glorious cock inside her. “C’mon baby, I know you want your big, fat cock inside my tight pussy. I can practically feel your cock from here,” Jolene encouraged him, turning her head a little so she could get a better look at him and smirked. The sight of his cock, red and hard for her, caused her pussy to ache even more. It hadn’t been long ago since they last had sex and here she was already a cock hungry whore for him. 

Shivering at his words and the feel of his nails digging into her hips, Jolene moaned and shivered. “Please,” she begged, more than willing to comply with his demands so long as she got his cock inside her already. Her eyes shot open and Jolene let out a yelp when he shoved himself inside her without warning, her walls immediately surrounding him and holding onto his cock tightly. She threw her head back and moaned, her hips starting to move against his. Jolene didn’t even care that he wasn’t thrusting just yet, all she wanted was to chase a high that only River could ever provide her. When he did begin to thrust, they were rough and hard, causing Jolene to be pushed into the wall so she tensed her arms a little to keep her face from hitting the wall. Jolene couldn’t get enough of him. Gasping at the feel of his hand on her throat, the pressure adding to her pleasure, Jolene’s pussy practically quivered. At least he now knew how much she loved being joked and just how rough she loved it. “Fuck,” she groaned, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. He then spoke and fuck was it ever hot. The possessiveness in his voice as he claimed her as his, her pussy for him and him only and know that he was saying all this because he caught her flirting with another man was the hottest thing. She was sure it would be enough to make her cum if he continued. Unable to hold herself when River then thrust into her harder, Jolene groaned, her cheek hitting the wall but she paid no mind. “My pussy is yours and only yours,” she groaned, shutting her eyes tightly as she nearly came from his demand. “Fuck, River,” she moaned, throwing her head back as she met his every thrust. “Only you can turn me into a mess like this.” Moving so that she was flush against the wall, Jolene then turned around and smirked at him. Already she was missing his cock inside her but she wanted it to last a little longer. Taking his hand, she then placed it on her throat and encouraging him to tighten his grip. “Fuck me. Show me who my pussy belongs to.” Taking his hard cock that was glistening with their combined juices, Jolene stroked him as she lead him to her pussy to let him know what she wanted.

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a little comfort | parker/zoe

Parker was being so unusually open right now with admitting things to Zoe that he normally wouldn’t. Then again, it wasn’t as if his feelings for her were a secret now. All that was thrown out the window the minute they kissed. She knew. She knew exactly what he’d been feeling for her since working on the case. How this would complicate things in the future, he had no clue. And frankly, he didn’t want to think about that. Adding further complications to an already difficult case wasn’t something that Parker had intended to do nor was it something he’d allow to happen. He was far too career driven with this complex to help those he came across that needed saving. He was private man who much rather liked to keep this professional, but then along came Zoe and it was like he was a completely different person. He’s never quite felt like this before. Sure Parker’s been in love once or twice, but there was something different about Zoe that made him throw away these rules he had always set for himself. It was like he needed her just as much as she needed him. And he needed to make sure that she knew this. Even though he’d knew he’d regret it come morning. But that was a future problem that wasn’t anywhere in his mind as was evident by the way his moans and grunts and heavy breathing filled the room. And right now, Parker was so close to being driven over the edge that that was literally all that mattered to him - his pleasure as well as Zoe’s. So he was moving in all the ways that would get her to reach that sweet release with him. Parker was far from selfish when it came to sex, which was proven by how he immediately moved to stimulate her clit in time to the thrusting of his hips. 

To make Zoe feel good meant to pay attention to all her more pleasurable spots and although he was new to exploring her body, he already saw the way she was reacting to certain pacing and certain touches. Parker kept going with what he was doing, encouraged by how louder she was getting. Then she screamed out his name in a way that made him see stars without even needing to cum. It made him want to hear his name like that from her over and over again. Zoe came and her walls tightened around him, sucking him in as she rode out this high. His eyes were completely on her. He didn’t think she could get any more beautiful, but seeing the way her face twisted in such intense pleasure proved him wrong. It was hypnotizing how beautiful she looked at her most vulnerable and euphoric state. For the next minute or so she seemed to have a wave of orgasms sweeping over her. He was on top of her supported by one hand on her waist and the other on the surface, still buried inside he. Parker watched in wonder and awe as she cried out softly with wave of pleasure. This display coupled with how her body reacted was all it took for him. After a few more strokes, Parker was grunting as he felt that deep feeling inside him that told him he couldn’t stop what was about to happen. He moaned out Zoe’s name as his body spasmed, driving his cock forcefully into her so hard that she slid a few inches on the table. Parker felt the first gush of his hot cum shoot into her pussy, soon followed by more and more. With each release, his body shudder against her. They were riding out this beautiful high together which only made it that much more intense. He gripped her waist, holding onto her and allowing this to pass even though it almost felt never ending. Their moans filled the air until gradually, they died away, though she still trembed at the slightest movement he made when he moved to press his forehead against hers.

Zoe was riding out her orgasm, her nails digging into his skin as her walls clenched hard against his cock. She was practically sucking him in for all he was worth. The blonde felt this connection to Parker she’d never felt with anyone before. She was acting so desperate and needy for him but could she be blamed for the way she was acting? This was the first time in a long time where sex was enjoyable. Where her partner actually cared about her orgasm and her pleasure just as much as his. She watched with great pleasure as he experienced his own orgasm, Zoe feeling so incredibly enthralled as the pleasure passed through his face. It was so fucking sexy. The way his body trembled against her, how he felt against her. She could feel the way his cock twitched as he came inside her, causing Zoe to arch her back and moan as she moved her hips against his. Her whole body trembled at the earth shattering orgasm she had experienced and it took her so long to come back from her high. Once she had come down from her high, Zoe looked up at Parker with wide eyes, her chest heaving up and down. Shivering as he moved and pressed his chest against hers, Zoe gasped when he pressed his forehead against hers. Zoe was surprised by the show of intimacy as she expected him to roll off her and start zipping his pants and leaving. It was what Zoe was used to but the fact that he lingered, Zoe felt her heart racing to the point where she was sure that he could hear her. Her hands trembled as she reached over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Too scared of this thing hanging over them that caused this intimacy to disappear, she did everything she could to make it linger. She didn’t want whatever this was to end. This was the first time in a long time she felt something like this and Zoe needed it. After losing her daughter, she needed this distraction. Pressing her lips against his, Zoe deepened the kiss by slipping her tongue into his mouth, exploring every crevice as she pulled him closer to her. “Parker,” she whimpered.