Potential spoilers ahead! If you don't want to know anything about Avatar 3, this is not the post for you. And for those of you who have seen the leaks, this is not new info, I'm like super late with this, I'm just trying to compile all the script pages into one post. Plus there is one page that I feel like has not been discussed enough, hence this post.
Spoilers under the read more, you have been warned!
Okay, first of all, yes, I'm well aware the script leaks might be fake to throw us off, or at the very least no longer true because some rewrites have happened. I get it. But, in this post, I will treat them as an accidental leak, so bear with me.
I think most of you are now aware of the first two pages, I have seen a lot of posts with them, so I'm not gonna dwell too much on those. Here are the transcripts, by reddit user hdk759:
Another reddit user, Ereska, was able to transcribe a little bit more from the second page, so combined, these two pretty much give us the whole page:
Right, so Jake and Quaritch have a little talk about Spider, who can now breathe Pandoran air, and for once these two are not actively trying to kill each other, so that's pretty interesting. What is also interesting is that all the kids are also supposedly there, when they rush to a wounded Neytiri (and on that note, where has she been? Who was she fighting?). Neytiri hugs her kids (excluding Spider, might I point out), then we cut to them all returning to High Camp where Tuk and Mo'at hug. And we have seen that scene in the behind the scenes footage, which is another reason why I really don't think the script is fake.
Note: Avatar Theory also did a video on these script leaks and in the comment section someone mentioned Va'ru is an old name for Tarsem, the new chief of the Omatikaya. So it's not a new character, just good old Tarsem, very wise for his young age :)
Onto pages 3 and 4!
These are sadly harder to read, since a lot of the text is covered, but a twitter user AkumuHoshi did their best to transcribe them too:
There's a lot of stuff missing, but I found this screenshot from reddit user BentusFr which is in pretty high definition and you can read more of the text there:
So we start off with Jake and Neytiri in a Biolab in High camp, looking at Spider, who's probably being looked at by the scientists. Jake talks about how Spider is now in danger and can't stay there, because he will become RDA's target if they find out he can breathe the air, and then Neytiri suggests: "If he is so dangerous [text hidden], you should just kill him." Cool cool cool. Guess she ain't warming up to Spider anytime soon. Jake, understandably, does not like that idea, to which Neytiri replies: "Toruk Makto knows [blurred text, but to me it seems like duty? I dunno, it's one short word, that one made the most sense to me.]" EDIT: Actually, now that I look at it, I think she actually says "Toruk Makto grows soft." Which also makes a bit more sense to me than the duty thing.
The rest of the text is too hidden to make much sense of, but we do cut to a different scene - the Tree of Souls. Kiri is trying to connect to Eywa, but gets another seizure and Mo'at has to disconnect her from the tree. And then we have a scene with Mo'at and Kiri, where we find out it was Kiri who made it possible for Spider to breathe the air, and she did so without any sacred trees nearby, she just made the roots to obey her and performed the miracle. She doesn't remember actually doing it, but Mo'at tells her she knows in her heart, and Kiri admits she did it herself. Mo'at then warns her to tell no one about it.
So here's what I want to know, were Kiri and Spider the only ones included in that miracle, or was Jake and the kids, possibly even Quaritch, there to see it? Remember, on the first script page, Jake tells Quaritch "You witnessed it tonight." and then a "long night of horrors and miracles" is mentioned on the second page. So who all knows what Kiri did? Who is Mo'at trying to protect her from?
And finally, we get to the last somewhat readable page, there is still one more that is unfortunately too blurry to be readable, at least I never saw any mention of anything else happening. So, page 5 it is!
I have no idea when the scene on that page happens, could be before the events on the first four script pages we have seen here, could be after. Personally, I think it's before. But it's just a guess. Here's the previous screenshot by BentusFr cropped and rotated to get a better look at it:
As far as I know, nobody has transcribed the text, and it does get more blurry as it goes, but the beginning is somewhat readable, so here's my best attempt at transcribing it:
VARANG WILLS Quaritch's arm to [text hidden] bulging, as his HAND OPENS and he [text hidden]
WAINFLEET takes a [text too blurry for me to read] untangling his head and arms, [can't read this one] He drops two WILD [blurry and hidden text] slams into the first na'vi to him [hidden text]
Another BOLO entangles his legs and [hidden text]
Honestly, from this point the text becoms too blurry for me to read, I do recognise a word here or there, but can't really make out a sentence from that. However, JAKE is mentioned in the next paragraph, so he's probably also there. Varang also goes on to have a bunch of lines that I sadly can't read. But if any of you can make sense of this text, by all means, feel free to let me know!
EDIT: Important addition!!! u/Ellestra on reddit just shared a link to a twitter thread where user itscaptainmarty was able to decipher more of the Varang scene! And hooooly shit it gets juicy!
Here it is:
There's s few more bits and pieces in the replies, I'll just add them here to have them on the same page:
VARANG takes QUARITCH'S hand, remembering the --
VARANG
You are strong, sky man. There is a -- in you.
(a feral grin)
I will enjoy eating your heart.
So it appears Quaritch and Wainfleet (and possibly Jake) get captured by the Ash Na'vi led by Varang. And somehow, Varang is able to control Quaritch's hand. Tsaheylu, anyone? Though probably not very consensual. But the idea of Ash people being willing to use their kuru for taking control of their enemies is quite interesting, and also really disturbing. And barely anyone talks about this! (And yes, I did make this whole post because of this one snippet of script, sue me.) EDIT: And OMG, are they also cannibals? Or is Varang just super dramatic? Who knows, but I'm intrigued. But yeah, she seems to take a weird liking to Quaritch, she's probably not used to many people fighting off her mind control. Oh yeah, and Jake is definitely there too.
So why do I think this scene happens before the whole Spider can breathe Pandoran air miracle? The leaked image from Jon Landau's video. You know, this one:
Here's Quaritch talking to Varang, still in his RDA military gear, with Spider, Lo'ak and either Kiri or Tsireya (probably Kiri) being held by the Ash na'vi in the background.
What if this is what leads to Wainfleet showing up to help Quaritch, and Jake and probably Neytiri (and other Omatikaya) coming in to save their kids, they fight with Ash na'vi, Neytiri stays behind which might be when she gets injured, while Jake and Quaritch get the kids out of there. And maybe, somewhere along the line, Spider's mask gets broken, they don't have a spare, he starts suffocating and Kiri saves him.
nsfw (18+). includes aphrodisiacs, dry humping, rubbing cock over panties, possessive!caleb, caleb is gentle at first until you piss him off, this is basically ‘testing caleb's patience: the fic’, unprotected sex, creampie, i have to mention that caleb is possessive twice because caleb says some freaky stuff, sappy confession during sex, happy (horny) ending <3 likes and reblogs will be very helpful !!
Caleb doesn't accept love letters and chocolates whenever Valentine's Day comes along. However, girls directly stuff them into his bag without his knowledge sometimes, and you take it upon yourself to eat the sweets because Caleb would just throw it straight to the trash otherwise.
“It's a waste,” you'd always say. “You might not like them back, but they still made the effort to make chocolate for you.”
And then Caleb would shake his head, frowning, “Though most of them mean well, sometimes they put weird stuff in the food. So if I were you, I'd spit out that cupcake, pipsqueak.”
You usually don't heed his warnings—Caleb's always been kind of an overthinker. Now, though, you regret not listening to him as an unfamiliar heat spreads across your body, your core throbbing as you feel yourself dripping in your panties.
...The panties that's rubbing against Caleb's crotch right now, soaking the fabric of his pants while you grind down on him. Caleb's expression looks like a mix of confusion, worry, and arousal, his hands hovering above your waist as if unsure where to touch you. “Nn— hey, what's gotten into you? Do you even know what you're doing right now?”
You see his Adam's apple bob up and down as he nervously swallows, and you start feeling something poking you at your clothed core. Caleb sits up on the sofa where you pushed him down a while ago, grabbing your hands on his shoulders. “C'mon, tell me. I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong.”
You whimper, your body collapsing on top of his. He quickly scoops you up, one hand holding the back of your head, the other resting on your lower back, ensuring you're properly seated on his thighs.
“I... I feel weird,” you pant, clutching the front of his shirt. “I'm dizzy, and my body is hot all over. My...” you swallow down your embarrassment, “my pussy feels empty... Caleb, can't you help me? Please?”
Almost imperceptibly, his grip on you tightens by a fraction. He sighs, angling your head to make you look at him in the eye. Perhaps it's the trick of the light, but Caleb's face is a flustered pink. “I can't do that. You're going to regret it when you turn back to normal and get all weird about it.” He glances at the chocolates you ate on the table, brows furrowed. “Aphrodisiac chocolate... I should've known. Then you wouldn't have become like this...”
Your mind is in a daze. Your body feels unusually heavy, but your head feels like it's floating. Most of what he said is lost on you, and at this moment, the only thing you can focus on is that Caleb is looking at something else. You grab both of his cheeks, forcibly turning his attention to you. “Please help me, Caleb...” Clumsily, you lift up your hips, pressing your cunt against the tent in his pants. It glistens with your wetness, and Caleb can't help but groan when you rub the tip with your thumb. “It hurts... I need this inside me...”
Caleb has always adhered to your whims, but even he has his limits. He pinches your cheek, “I can't put it inside, idiot, I don't have a condom. I just have to make you cum, right?” He gestures for you to pick up the hem of your skirt, sucking in a breath when he sees how soaked you are. “Fuck....”
The entire crotch area is damp, and if he looks carefully, he can even see the faint shape of your clit. Curiously, he draws circles on it, breathing heavily when a fresh glob of slick stains your underwear. “That's hot...”
He pulls down his zipper, releasing his cock from his boxers. You gasp softly at the sight. He's long and thick, arching to a beautiful curve, colored almost red from the strain of holding back. He gives himself a few experimental pumps, moans coming from his mouth as he masturbates at the sight of you, holding up your own skirt to give him a perfect view of your wet panties, an innocent, frilly pair he can't wait to ruin.
He positions his cock to your folds, aiming at the spot your hole should be if not covered by your underwear. You both groan at the first slide, his pre-cum further soaking the fabric of your ruined panties. He wraps himself in his fist, teasing your clit as he pumps into his hand. More pearls of white spurt out of his tip. “Ah, fuck, that's good... so good...”
“Ah, ah, Caleb!”
You move your hips, moaning while he rubs himself against your cunt. The warmth of his cock is driving you crazy, and the added friction of Caleb rubbing your nipple through your clothes makes you even wetter than you already are. He's biting his lip, dazed eyes staring at your body appreciatively. “I'm taking this off, baby.”
He impatiently runs his hand through the buttons of your clothes, some of them popping off to clatter on the floor. “H-hey, I liked this shirt— haa...!”
“I'll buy you a new one,” he grunts, mouthing at one of your tits, sucking as if anything would come out. He unclasps your bra one-handed, throwing it over your shoulder. “These things are fucking annoying...”
Finally, he gets tired of rubbing you over your clothes. He lifts the side of your panties, sliding his cock inside to directly grind against your pussy. “Shit, that's more like it,” he moans loudly, your wetness gliding down his balls. “You feel so good.”
“Caleb, put it inside already,” you whine, scrunching up the fabric of your skirt in your fists. “This isn't enough for you either, hnn, right...? Give me your cock, please...”
Caleb grits his teeth, holding your hips to stop you from dropping on his dick. “Didn't I tell you I don't have a condom?”
“I don't care!” you struggle in his hold. “Fuck me, c'mon... it hurts...! If you don't...”
You pant against his ear, knowing exactly what you're getting into, drugged or not, “...I'll ask Zayne to fuck me instead.”
The effect is instantaneous. He pulls out, replacing his cock with two fingers plunging inside you at once, hitting deep all the way inside. You choke, gasping out for breath as his hand doesn't stop, slick jetting out of your cunt with every push of his fingers. His clothes are getting soaked, but Caleb doesn't care about them at all, coldly glaring at your face twisted in pleasure.
“So you're telling me you'd be fine with just anyone?” He's chuckling, but he doesn't sound like he's happy. “Fuck. I should've just done this from the start, then.”
He grabs two of the chocolates, popping one in his mouth. When he finishes swallowing, he places the other one in his mouth again, but then he suddenly grabs your jaw. “Open your mouth, slut.”
He pulls you in for a kiss, mouths locking together. The chocolate melts from the heat, his tongue licking at yours as he's forcing you to swallow. He doesn't let you go until he's sure you've eaten all of it, drool dripping from the corner of your lips.
“We're not stopping until you learn I'm the only one who gets to see you like this,” he grunts, taking out his fingers and slathering your slick on his cock to make it wet. “I'm the only one who gets to call you mine.”
“Haa... haa...”
Clothes are strewn messily on Caleb's bedroom floor, the mattress squeaking with each thrust of his hips. You're on your back, one leg hooked over Caleb's shoulder, staring into space as you're fucked absolutely stupid.
“Fuck, I can't stop my hips....” Caleb's still fucking into you, hasn't stopped for the past hour. The effects of the aphrodisiac have probably passed after the first two rounds, but his cock shows no signs of softening after release. He cums another load into you, overflowing from your pussy to spread into his sheets. “Ah, hng, shit... Hey, I told you not to waste it.”
He pulls out, pressing his fingers inside your loose hole to fuck his cum back in. You make a sound of protest, already feeling full.
“Are you starting to regret what you said now?” He grabs the back of your thighs, pressing your legs next to your ears. “Too late for that, though.”
Caleb groans, sloshing his cum inside your cunt with his dick. You helplessly grab at the sheets, moaning brokenly. His pelvis rubs against your engorged clit on every snap of his hips, driving you to squirt on his abs again, his torso glistening with your mess.
“You're squirting again? How many times have you cum?” Caleb laughs meanly, sucking another possessive mark among the smattering of hickeys he's already left along your collarbones. “Nasty girl...”
He leans back, getting a better view of your body. There are traces of him everywhere, from the hickeys on your neck, his cum on your chest because you couldn't swallow everything he poured in your mouth, and the faint bite marks on your inner thighs when he paid the favor and ate you out.
He presses a kiss on your chest, staring at you with dark eyes. “If you didn't say that, I would've been patient with you. Fingered you loose before putting my cock inside, making sure you're comfortable... I would've helped you ride out the effects of the aphrodisiac and never speak of it again. After all, to you, I'm just family.” He nuzzles against your cheek, his voice taking on a darker tone. “But you just had to call out another guy's name, didn't you... Would've fucked him if it was him here, not me...”
Caleb thrusts back inside you roughly, fucking your cervix. “You can't do that, you know? You've always belonged to me. Every part of you is mine, so no one else can touch you.” He cups your cheek, devouring your cries of pleasure with his mouth. “Just me... it's only me, right? I'm the person most important to you, right? You said so... So why are you bringing up another guy?”
He's asking questions, but he doesn't let you answer any of them, kissing you so much you almost can't breathe.
“Even though I'm in front of you...” Kiss. “Even when I'm the only one who loves you this much...” Kiss, kiss. “You're still thinking of another person...” Kiss, kiss, kiss. “That's hardly fair when you're all I think about everyday.” Another sloppy kiss.
You weakly push his chest, breaking away from the kiss. “Wait, Caleb—”
He pins your wrist to the bed. “I'm not stopping.”
“I'm not telling you to stop, I'm telling you to liste— ahh, haa, hnn!” The cock still ramming up your walls makes it much more difficult to speak, hammering against the sweet spot that makes your toes curl. “Fuck, ah— Caleb, listen to me!”
He hums as he sucks another hickey on your skin. “I am.”
You don't have it in you to argue even when he clearly isn't, trembling at the pleasure. The hand holding your wrist travels upwards to intertwine your fingers together, grounding you back to reality.
“Caleb, I was just— I didn't mean what I said...” you stammer, trying your best to speak without getting distracted. “I, mmh....! W-wouldn't do this with anyone else... haa... I just said that so you'd fuck me— ah, ah!”
He scoffs, slowing his pace when he sees you being overwhelmed. “You're just making excuses to get me to stop.”
“I'm not, you dummy! I...” your brows pinch together, embarrassed to say it but you continue anyway, “Caleb, you're the one I think of when I touch myself... nn... And I know it's wrong, and you only think of me as someone you should take care of, but, I, haah, I like it when you kiss me, or when you hug me, and I— gh! I like it when you fuck me hard, too, just like this...”
You move your hand to cup Caleb's jaw, admiring his awestruck expression. He looks at you like he's seeing you for the first time.
“I'm not telling you to stop,” you repeat yourself firmly. “I just wanted to say I didn't mean that thing I said earlier, and if it's you, you can do whatever you want to me. Because I love you just like how you love me, Caleb.”
His hips come to a complete stop. “Say that again.”
“I love you, Caleb.”
“Again.”
“I love you.”
“Again.”
“Okay, you're really pushing it, it's embarrassing to sa— aah!”
He grabs your hip, pulling you back to his cock. He fucks you frantically, harsh groans leaving his lips, your name like a prayer. “Fuck... you love me? You love... me?” The words seem unfamiliar on his tongue, heartbreakingly quiet. You squeeze your connected hands.
“I love you, Caleb. I really, really love you, I've loved you a long time ago...” you tilt his chin, making him meet your gaze. “Now say it back.”
“I love you,” he says with certainty, as if it's a fact of the universe. “I love you so much.” He buries his head into your neck, sucking new marks. “I love you... fuck... I love you so badly, it hurts...”
His cock drives deeper, the wet slaps of skin deafening in the room. Cum dribbles out of your hole with his thrusts, and he swipes it up to smear it on your engorged clit. Rub, rub. Rub, rub.
“Shit, Caleb!” You wail, rutting to his finger. “Everything feels so good, ah, ah!”
“You feel so good, too, aw, fuuuck...” he's melting inside you, your warm walls clenching around him so tight, sucking him back in every time he pulls out. “Your pussy keeps sucking me back in...!”
“Ah, hnahh, ngh, yes, like that, ah! I'm cumming, cumming!”
His balls draw tight, his cock about to burst. “Fuck, shit!” he fucks in, in, in, until he's filled every space in your cunt, thumb frantically rubbing at your clit. Clear liquid soaks his cock, wetting his pelvis, and he follows you in your release, shooting ropes of milky cum deep inside your pussy. “Fuck, ah, take my cock, take my fucking cum all the way in, ohh— take it deep in your womb—”
He keeps cumming, and cumming, and cumming. “It won't stop,” he moans against your ear, watching your hole overflowing with his semen. “Your pussy feels too good, it's sucking me dry...”
“Caleb, shit, how are you still— ohh, fuuck...” you whine as the last spurts of semen hit your torso, Caleb having pulled out and pumping his dick to cover you in his cum.
Finally emptied, Caleb collapses on the spot beside you, running a hand through his hair. “I need a shower,” he mutters, feeling the stickiness on his body.
“We need a shower,” you correct him. “I probably won't be able to walk for the next few days, all thanks to you, so you better take responsibility and carry me everywhere.”
Caleb laughs, light and airy, nothing like the dark tone he's been speaking in earlier. He pulls you to his chest, pressing chaste kisses all over your face. “Anything for the girl I love.”
Funny things that I think probably happen with cyberware more often than Pondsmith and CDPR would write in the text but I just think they're neat if only from a wordbuilding perspective:
Hair getting caught in your deep dive port when you try to plug the link in.
Your sleeves getting stuck in the seams of your arm cyberware when the mechanisms retract back in.
Mantis blades accidentally shredding your long sleeves when you flex them.
A ripperdoc not having your exact shade of skintone on your new limb, and telling you to wait to get it replaced while it's on backorder.
Blue Screen of Death on netrunner 'ware.
Needing to register the new fingerprints on your hand if you get it replaced with a cybernetic, and the complications of having two hands that might not match up printwise.
People 'tattooing' the chromed parts of their body via laser engraving.
Metal plating getting so hot during the summer that you accidentally burn yourself trying to scratch your nose.
Forgetting to deslot shards and accidentally carrying them around in your head for a week.
Needing to clean the gunk out of your mantis blades or projectile launcher at home, so you flex it open and scrub at it with a bunch of paper towels or a bristle brush for an hour.
Rust and tarnish cleaner being a staple in home cyberware maintenance.
Actually buying projectile launcher rounds.
Someone starting a Mythbusters/Jackass style TV show about cyberware ("Hey gang! Today we're asking 'Is it possible to punch through a 3-foot cinderblock wall using only seven-gen Gorilla Fists?'")
Just generally playing with your personal link. Strumming it. Spinning it. Thwacking people with it. Built in fidget toy.
In a world of chaos, only the coldest survive.
Welcome to special forces.
Inspired by my Crimson Resurrection AU where in desperate measures Arasaka temporarily reinstates Goro to his post as a special ops officer in the coming tech war against Militech.
tags: Minors DNI, NSFW, Dominant River Ward, teasing, moving in together, breaking in the new place, kitchen/shower/stairway/pool table/couch/desk/window/chair sex, multiple orgasms, ruined/forced orgasm, sensitivity, foreplay,spanking, aftercare a little, creampie delivery, wrap it before you tap it psa, oral sex, fingering, is it dry humping if you're wet?, all day/ marathoning
wc: 6.96k
synopsis: You've convinced River to move into the Glen with you.
a/n: actively gnawing, frothing at the mouth, banging against the steel bars of my enclosure thinking of this man, i need a mold of him; also sorry Wade, I think River beats you with the marathon (also also mentioning @originalshaynotfound for this idea, it's fantastic)
The Glen apartment; It took an extra bit of working your ass off, but it was worth it. You now had the two sweetest views in all of Night City.
Obviously, the first was River in your bed. With a short amount of convincing, and a little bit of pouting though, you were on your way to have both at once.
River was a bit hesitant to leave Joss behind, especially after Randy, but she was adamant in pushing her brother out of his comfort.
"You gotta change to grow, Riv. Don't pass up a girl like V for mine and the kids' sake. We'll all be here."
River was moving in and, though you wanted to play it totally chill, you were beyond excited. The two of you, Night City's most dangerous couple. In looks and skills, now living under one roof.
You'd cleared half of your shit to the side already: dresser, bathroom counter, bookshelf, desk. It was time for River to make his mark in the new place.
You barely contained your excitement with helping River pack up his things and load them in his truck.
"One more night here then I'm all yours, babe." River said, puckering his lips for a goodnight kiss.
You lifted on your toes and wrapped your arms around his neck, catching his lips as if you'd missed him for months.
"One more night," you repeated, carelessly drawing your legs up to curl around River's waist.
He chuckled against your lips, caressing your hips with his thumbs while cupping your ass.
"Slow down. Otherwise you won't go home," he teased, kissing you again.
You smiled, tilting your hips in his hold to nudge the front of his pants. Still, you coiled yourself tighter against your boyfriend and he held you closer.
Having your fill, you dropped down to your feet and uncurled your arms, parting from his lips last. River bent, following after your lips before standing upright with a groan.
He leaned against the front of his truck, holding his temple as he folded his other hand to adjust his pants. You bit your bottom lip, stashing your pride in a blushing smirk.
"V," River tried, reached a hand out to caress your jaw.
You backed away an inch. "Uh-uh, Riv. I'll see you tomorrow."
River's nose flared, taking a step towards you.
"You can't just tease me like that." He said with a jesting smirk. "I'll see you first thing in the morning."
Your smile grew. "I look forward to it."
-
You were shocked awake by the whirring noise of the elevator. Bolting upright in bed, you saw the pinkish dust over the horizon of Night City; the sun barely peeking over the lowest buildings of the Metro.
Your heart fluttered, tossing your bedsheet away and scurrying out of bed. You took the steps two at a time, picking up your dirty clothes as you went before dropping them at the foot of the steps.
You went to the kitchen to brew some coffee, grabbed a scoop of food for Nibbles then attempted to perch yourself casually on the counter in wait.
The elevator doors slid open with River carrying two boxes in his arms, a worn-down duffel bag slung over his shoulder.
"Honey, I'm home," River called out, his grin slowly falling to awe as he took in his new living situation. "Whoa. Baby, how'd you get this?"
It was a rhetorical question, of course. He set down the boxes next to the couch, slung his bag down next to them. The elevator doors remained open, with his other boxes still stacked inside.
You stretched out your arms as River approached; he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you to the edge of the counter. His eyes raked down your body, taking in your choice of pajamas.
"Mmm, Good morning," River soothed, pressing his body to yours before pecking your lips. "You just wake up?"
You blushed, resting your forehead to his. "When I heard the elevator."
River grinned, his hands caressing the curves of your waist. "We can leave unpacking for later. Why not go back to bed?"
You shook your head, caving into his chest and kissing up his neck to. his jaw. "No, I want you all over this place as soon as possible."
River's grin tweaked suggestively, his brow curling just the same. "You do? All over the place?"
You felt his wave of thought deep in your chest, your hands curling at the nape of his neck.
"Alllll over. As soon as possible." You drew out, and River seemed to catch your drift.
His hold tightened on you, opening your legs to feel the growing hardness in his pants. "I missed you all night, couldn't stay asleep."
You rolled your hips forward, grinding against the seam of River's pants. "Me either. I wish you just came home last night."
River grinned, his hand kneading at your thighs. "Or you could've stayed one more night with me at Joss's."
Leaning in, you nipped at his ear, "But here we can be as loud as we want, baby."
Saying that, you took the straps of your tank and shrugged them off of your shoulders, revealing your breasts. River gulped, looking down at your skin.
He hummed, dragging a hand up your side before taking a handful of your breast. River met your gaze, leaning in to bite a kiss at you. His cybernetic hand dipped between your hips, casually petting at your pussy over your panties.
River's thumb rolled at your nipple, making you lift your hips and arch further into him. He smirked against your lips, releasing a shameless moan from deep in his throat.
You mewled in response, bending further into his whim; River carefully braced the counter with the heel of his metal palm, climbing onto the counter and flattening you against it.
With an expert finger, he hooked into the seat of your panties and tore them down to your knees, actively groaning at your wet pussy.
Your hands at River's neck went for the back of his shirt, actively attempting to tear it over his head. River caught on, grabbing mindlessly at the back of his shirt and ripping it over his head before dropping it to the kitchen floor.
You licked your lips, raising up on your elbows as River fumbled with his belt buckle next. He bent, at the same time, to kiss between your breasts and down to your navel. Hips raising, you moaned at the warm stamps of his lips to your skin.
River nosed at your tank-turned-belt and slid further down to kiss your pussy, but you raised a knee in frustration. He met your gaze, brows quirked in question.
"I need your cock, now," you urged, reaching for the back of River's neck for a starved kiss. So urgent, your tongue darted into his mouth while your legs couldn't help but plant themselves on his waist; your ankles crossed at the small of his back, rolling against him.
River managed to push his pants down, worming his hands between your thighs to grab them. His cock sprang free against your pussy, making you emote into his mouth.
He was captivated by your kiss, pausing in his movements by the way your tongue massaged against his. River angled his tip against your pussy, readying himself to thrust but you took over. Engulfing his length into your pussy, you parted from his kiss with a loud moan, your toes instantly curling.
River followed suit, knowing himself to be utterly whipped by your pussy. He dropped his forehead to your chin, relishing in your throbbing, almost-feverish walls.
He returned to your lips, hands reaching to tangle into your hair. River thrust further into you, making your eyes roll as your lips slipped away from his lock.
He didn't stop, licking at your neck before suckling at your skin. Your hands clutched hard at the back of his neck and shoulders, wanting River to melt over you like butter.
Pulling out an inch, River thrust shortly into you, barely jostling you but causing the friction you craved. You didn't hold back in your appreciation of River giving what you wanted.
"River, River," you moaned in succession, praising him.
You begged for his kiss again by nudging his nose, your face scrunching in ecstasy. River panted against your lips, growling into your kiss and easing back his hips.
Stroking into you again, you broke; breaking away from his kiss as your hips raised in begging want. River's hands gripped at your hips, squeezing at your thighs as he angled himself further into you.
The noises that escaped from you rattled between you two; your hands mindlessly clutched at River's chest, admiring his smattering of chest hair.
That was until River's cock rang that sweet spot within you. You whined, your ankles tightening and cumming through River's thrusts.
River's hips stuttered, slowing to stop himself from cumming. Your walls massaged at his length, practically begging for him to explode inside. A sweat broke out across his shoulders, planting a hand beside your head while he pursed soft breaths before gripping his base and pulling out.
You whimpered, your knees drawing up River's sides as his hot skin dragged out of you. Rolling onto your side, you caught yourself and reveled in the ecstatic wake left behind from your orgasm.
River managed to get off the counter, stepping out of his boots and pants before curling his arm around your waist. "One place down, everywhere else to go, baby."
He held onto you, moving you from the kitchen counter to the pool table. When he set you down, you bent your chest down, presenting while batting away the pool balls into the pockets.
River took that moment to peel your tank top over your ass and legs before discarding it behind him. He smacked at the apple of your ass, letting it reverb through your body before nosing at your pussy.
He stuck his tongue into you, earning a silent moan from you. Your hand mindlessly went for the top of his head, wanting to push his lavish, warm wet tongue further into you. You could feel yourself ready to explode because of it.
Your eyes lolled, River lapping into you with his nose tickling at your ass. You panted, rolling your hips back against his mouth. Your nipples perked against the green felt of the table, wiggling into River to chase after the feeling he'd just given you.
"Fuck me, please, fuck," you begged, dropping your hand from his head and opening your knees.
River chuckled, smacking away from your wet pussy; your juices decorated down his chin as he circled his hands around your hips and pulled you to the edge of the table. You braced the edge, bent directly over it and gasping as River pushed into you again.
Your eyes rolled, the wake from which he'd made you cum reinvigorating. His cock paved into you again, ringing the same places that'd made you cum the first time. Your noises came out pitchy, whining and jostling by his thrusts.
Your hand went out to brace his waist but River took grip of your wrist and held it to your side. He was slow, metering out his strokes to not cum so quickly inside you.
Mewling, you held your face to the table breathing out of your mouth with each pump. "Fuck, Riv."
River growled, circling his hand around your waist to strum at your clit. You squeaked, attempting to squirm away from the extra sensitivity before your boyfriend bent to nip at the skin of your shoulder.
"Come on, Val. Cum on my cock again," he grunted, backing your ass further into his waist.
Your back arched, unable to fight off the increased level of stimulation. Free hand reaching for his waist, you ground into River's cock and found yourself cumming again.
This time, your wet dribbled down your ass and between your thighs, gasping and chest sobbing from overstimulation. River thrusted deep into you, finding the right spot to cum.
He held your hips tight against him, not leaving a single wall inside you unclaimed. River's eyes rolled, heaving to the high ceiling, while savoring your pulsating cunt.
You recovered, slack-jawed, feeling River's cum pool into you. Eyes fluttering at the heat, you imagined him just knocking you up then and there.
"That's two," River whispered, kissing up your back. You grinned back at him, meeting his lips at your shoulder and rolling your hips into him again.
"D-do we take a break?" you asked softly, feeling the need to cool down.
River grinned against your shoulder, shaking his head softly. You gulped, brows raised in question. He slowly pulled out of you, watching with fascination as your pussy produced a trail of his cum.
He licked his lips at the sight, gathering his cum on his middle finger and swirling it between your pussy lips. Your toes curled, the act starting a full body shiver.
When he was done, River raised you over his shoulder and carried you to his next location: your workdesk, which with some modifying, would soon become River's.
He sat you on the edge of the desk, sitting before you in the chair. Leaning back, River took grip of his cock already hardening again.
"Open your legs," he ordered, eyes leveling with yours.
You did as you were told, holding your legs open on the desk and glancing down to see his cum oozing out of you. His warmth puddled around your ass, leaving you decorated and gulping.
"Spread it for me, V." His words pierced through you, catching your heart on your ribs.
Your pussy clenched in response, still following his orders by opening your lips. River's grin was sinful, parting his eyes from yours to envelop the sight of your spent cunt.
He wheeled himself closer, kissing at your clit and earning your twitching knees almost clamped around his head. River lapped down your pussy, gathering his cum to loll on his tongue before spitting back into you.
You gasped, staring down at River sink his cyber middle and ring finger into your pussy while flicking his tongue at your clit. At the same time, he slowly stroked his cock in his other hand.
Your bare chest rose and fell unevenly, fighting the urge to close your knees. River stared up at you from the helm of your pussy, watching your face contort in pleasure.
Brows furrowed, bottom lip quivering as you wiggled in and away from River's mouth and fingers. Your free hand cradled at the base of River's neck, imagining kissing him back just as sloppy as he was eating you.
River seethed into your clit, stroking slower as he got painfully hard. You threw your head back in a spew of moans, no longer able to keep his glare.
Pulling back, River folded his thumb to your clit and growled at you. "Eyes on me, baby. I want to see you cum."
You crooned, leaking more onto the desk as you straightened your head to hold his gaze. Doing so, your toes instantly curled and with River clamping onto your clit again, you came with a new ferocity.
Your pussy clenched with a newer sensation, splashing River's chin with your juices. Petting at the back of his shaved head, you rode against his nose and fingers until his eyes fluttered in response and came in his hand.
"Oh, holy fuck," you gasped, exasperated, dropping your legs off the edge of the desk. "River, goddamn."
River hunched his shoulders forward, catching his breath again and staring up at you from under his brow. "Was that good?"
He stood up slowly, looming over you with a light glean of sweat on his chest.
"Better than," you huffed, grabbing his hips and guiding his still-hard cock into you. You cried into his chest, leaning back to pull him into you.
River's hands cradled your face, watching your face scrunch on a whole new level of pleased. His hips rolled into you, mapping every minute reaction on your face.
Goosebumps grew on your body with River planting himself deep into you again. A new film of sweat decorated your forehead, your hair fully sweated through.
"Can you cum again for me?" River asked against your lips.
Your lips parted to breathe his air, your hands holding his waist and following his languid thrusts. Every movement had your body reacting with new vulnerability.
You pulled River impossibly close, begging silently for his kiss. "I-I don't know if I-I can," you simpered, following River's slow thrusts.
River nudged your nose on both sides, his thumbs caressing your cheeks. "Be my good girl, cum again."
Your knees caught onto River's hips, your hands circling to knead his ass. "S-stay just like that."
He seethed, kissing your cupid's bow then bottom lip individually before catching your mouth. River picked up his thrusts, pistoning his hips seamlessly and making you break into a whimper.
You leaned against River's chest, ready to batter him off of you but finding your edge quickly, cumming a fourth time on your boyfriend's wonder cock.
Your pussy throbbed uncontrollably, leaking more onto River's waist and the floor.
"My very, very good girl," River praised, pulling from your kiss and shutting his eyes to relish in your extra-wet cunt.
He hummed at you, nosing your cheeks, hairline and kissing softly at your forehead. River dropped his hands and curled them around your waist, keeping himself balls-deep inside of you.
You sniveled against his chest, feeling his cock twitch inside of your pussy. "Call me that again."
River smirked at you, moving around to sit on the couch, you in his lap. "My very, very good girl." He rolled your hips on his cock, making you croon.
"I love that look on your face, V, when my cock hits deep," River confided, kneading at your thighs.
Your hands braced River's thick shoulders, then hugged him close while crying against his mouth.
"It's so good, Riv. Oh god, oh fuck," you simpered, your spent cunt gripping tighter at River's cock.
It almost felt like another orgasm growing, your knees gelatinous and unable to stabilize yourself.
River's hands skirted up your body before finally holding your face again. "Maybe you need a break."
Your eyes fluttered, moaning into his mouth but nodding. River pulled you off of his cock then threw you over his shoulder to carry upstairs.
Your knees clenched together, the jostling making your pussy react. River playfully spanked your ass, rounding the stairs to the landing then further to the bedroom.
He tossed you onto the bed, watching your body bounce. Your legs splaying open, breasts jiggling, River grunted affirmatively and climbed onto the bed after you.
"I can barely keep my hands off you, V," River muttered, grabbing you and curling you into him.
He cuddled you close, working his shoulders into the mattress to get comfortable. You nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck, your body weighing down from ecstasy.
River brushed your sweaty hair away from your forehead, bending to peck your hairline. "We'll pick up when you have the energy."
You hummed in agreement, curling your leg around his waist. River ran his hand down your back, holding your ass closer to him.
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You woke up, barely half an hour later, nuzzling your face against River. Your arms draped around him, you raised your chin to look down at him. He grinned, tilting his head up.
His hands cupped at your ass, your legs straddled over his waist. "Even in your sleep, you can't keep your hands off of me."
You flopped your forehead against his chest. "Shut up."
River squeezed at your body appreciatively, laughing with you. "It's cute, at least I know you like me."
"More than that," you responded, raising up to peck his skin.
River hummed, bending his neck to sniff the top of your head. He kissed there, shifting you to acknowledge his stiffened cock rested just beneath your waist. "How 'bout round two?"
You crooned, sitting up on River's chest, unable to hide your deviant grin. "Let's break it all in."
River's brows leveled, his eyes lighting with something salacious. You lifted your knee, grabbing his throbbing length and angling it up to your pussy.
Upon grazing his tip against you, your nipples perked and a new shudder went through your body. Your pussy reacted with a flutter, holding your lips open to sink down on him.
An errant cry escaped you with taking in River's full length. His hands ghosted down your hips, cradling your thighs before slipping to the backs of your knees.
He garnered the look on your face, the minute pleasure that wracked through your body upon insertion. He licked at his top lip then folded his bottom lip between his teeth.
River couldn't help his own reaction, a groan escaping from behind his lips. Your hands braced his stomach, admiring the divots of his muscle before readying your knees.
You raised up, the slow drag of River leaving you making you gasp in awe. When you reached the tip, you reversed back down to him, driving both of you to whine.
Bracing your knees, you picked up your pace a bit, riding your boyfriend into the mattress. River's cyber hand offered a spank to the fleshiest part of your ass, growling intently at the jiggle that followed.
He thought of devouring you again, mouth readily watering to sink his nose in your pussy again. Lifting his hips, he met your meter and fucked you harder.
Your hand at his stomach went up to his chest, your face scrunched. It was way too soon, but the warmth grew from your pussy and up your back before blooming through your stomach. Folding against River, you moaned and mewed against his skin as you came.
Your hand reached back to keep River's cock angled into you, pumping through your orgasm. Your pussy pulsed around his hot cock, wiggling and groaning in its euphoric wake.
"Keep going," you grizzled against River's chest, trying to pull yourself upright again.
River fought through the heated core of your pussy, now a whole new level of inviting. He ran his hand up your side, catching your wrist at his chest and kissing the meat of your palm.
Still he fucked into you, already a broken mess, and stuttered his hips to cum. He stilled, holding his hips into you and emptying his balls into your begging cunt.
You gasped at the sensation, the heated gush into you making you break into a sweat. Chin rested in the middle of River's ribs, you met his gaze and flashed a lazy smile.
He narrowed his eye at you, sitting up and cradling you against him. River barely basked in the warm afterglow, only carried you to the bathroom.
Your arms curled around his neck, you writhed on his still-hard cock and readily waited for the next destination. River stepped into the golden shower stall, carefully letting you off of him.
His cum leaked from your pussy, slathering down your ass and between your thighs as he slammed the shower button with his cyber hand.
River held onto his cock at the base, leaning back into the spray to wet his head and shoulders. You stood by, the off-spray hitting you while you watched, mesmerized, the rivulets that trailed down your boyfriend's sculpted body.
Leaning in, you raised up and slurped some of the water from River's clavicle while your hands roamed around his slickened body. River looked down at you, waiting for you to meet his gaze before kissing him.
Parting from him, you mapped soft kisses down his neck and chest then further to his stomach and waist before kneeling before his cock.
With his hand grasped at his base, you kissed his tip. River stared down at you, reacting with heavy exhale. Staring up at him, you opened your mouth to take him in.
Your tongue rolled out of your mouth, you edged River's twitching cock in and his tip rang at the back of your throat. Taking a moment to adjust, you readily exhaled through your nose.
At the same time, your free hand roamed down to your pussy and sank two fingers in. River watched you take him in, fingering yourself, his chest puffing.
You moaned against his cock, the vibrations making him groan. The two at the same time, you felt your pussy aching for River again.
River snarled, already sensitive from cumming once. He measured his breathing, trying to not explode in your mouth no matter how hard you tried.
You worked on his cock, bobbing in and pulling off of him to swirl your tongue around his tip; Pulling a whine from River's throat, you felt yourself get wetter from the sound as you pumped your fingers.
River's shoulders shuddered, finally giving in to your efforts and cumming deep in your throat. He groaned, his noises echoing against the gold stall of the shower.
Your nipples hardened at the sound that escaped your boyfriend, driving you to want to mount him again. His cum shot in the back of your throat, hot and gooey, the faint salt of him making you thirsty.
You gulped at the tip of his cock, milking the last of his essence dry before River scoffed in disbelief and playfully pushed you off of him.
You giggled against his palm, leaning back to grin at him with your mouth still full of cum. River looked down at you, ready to pounce, but helped you back to your feet and ran his thumb over your mouth to clean his cum off of you.
"You are so fucking sexy," River praised, his thumb dragging your bottom lip down as you swallowed his essence.
You hummed, leaning into his slick body as he spun you two around. The two of you shared the spray of the water while River caught your lips in a deep kiss; he reached for your thigh, pulling your knee up to brace his waist.
He pushed into you, pressing your back to the cool slate of the shower. You sighed into his mouth, the tang of your essence still on his taste. Biting away in slight disgust of yourself, River made up for your distance ready to scour your dirty mouth with his tongue.
His hand traced up and down your thigh, silently appreciating the sculpt of your body, how you fit into his hands. His cyber hand clasped your jaw, captivating as much of you in his hold at once.
"I love you, baby," River parted from your mouth to catch his breath.
He stood in the spray, letting his bottom lip catch the water as it traveled down his face. There was never going to be a moment you'd tire of looking at him.
You circled your arms around his neck and jumped onto his waist, crossing your legs around him. "I love you more. Missed you still."
River blushed at you, unable to help the healthy grin he offered. "Not anymore, I'm right here with you."
His arms braced your thighs, easily holding you up. Your hands smushed at his cheeks, pecking his pouty lips before begging his kiss again.
He obliged you, carrying you out of the shower and to the bathroom counter. You sat your ass on the counter, sliding back down to your feet; River took that moment to spin you by your waist and bend you over the sink.
You giggled amorously, feeling his shaft stiffen between your thighs. "Don't want to miss a spot, huh?"
River heartily laughed, bending to pepper your back with kisses. He licked the drops of water from your skin before nudging your ear with his nose. "You know me, V. I'm thorough."
That made your pussy tense again, eyes rolling at the thought of being used again. River spared no time working your wetness with his middle and ring finger before parting your lips and sinking into you.
You moaned against the clouded glass of the mirror, the condensation building with the steam of your shower. River braced his cyber hand on your waist, backing you rhythmically into him; while his other hand reached out and touched the mirror glass, revealing the sight of him stood aggressively behind you.
Your eyes caught onto his reflection, staring at his focus on your ass; the water on his skin dewing with his building sweat. You pulled your bottom lip in and shivered at the sound fucking he was giving.
River's eyes glanced up from under his brow, catching your eyes on him. He thrusted a bit harder into you, earning your knees buckling, then winked and continued.
You bowed your head down, already close again but River's hand smacked your ass; his fingers found their way into your hair, combing up from the nape before tugging gently and making you whimper in delight.
"Eyes on me, baby," River ordered, his voice a sultry rasp.
You did as you were told, licking your lips and meeting his eyes in the mirror. His feather necklace decorated just along his clavicle swiveled with his thrusts, swinging in the area of his gorgeous chest hair.
Your lovestruck eyes met with River's, your body melting at his piercing gaze. You forced your knees together, a hand going out to brace his waist for pause as you came undone again.
His cock felt thicker with pulsing around it, your pussy dribbling onto his waist and between your thighs. You kept your eyes on him, mouth agape as you moaned incoherent praise for his undoing.
River's hand in your hair tightened a tad, slowing his pace to not overdo himself. He seethed between his teeth, admiring the muscled throb of your pussy on his length. If it were up to him, he'd make your pussy his new home.
He practically was.
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After shutting off the shower, River carried you out of the bathroom and downstairs. Thankfully, he understood that your legs would be useless for a bit.
Your knees were magnetized together, riding out the last of your orgasm with your still-spasming pussy. Hands bracing his bare back, you teasingly spanked him just as he had to you.
He laughed, looking over his shoulder in the direction of you before jostling you on his shoulder.
"That's cute, V," he said, rounding the landing and walking down to the first floor.
You beamed cheekily, offering a pinch to his tanned ass cheek as he surveyed the apartment. Crossing the living room, he set you on your feet before the window by the extra large television.
"Hands on the glass," he said, bending over you to force your hands to the glass. River pressed into you in a way that pressed your breasts to the tepid glass, your pert nipples greeted with a chill. "Don't look down."
He tenderly bit your earlobe then disappeared behind you. You half-expected his cock to pave into you again, the throb of your pussy almost second nature at this point with him.
But it was his tongue that lined down your lips, curling to tickle your clit.
"Ohh." You pressed your forehead to the glass, shutting your eyes from staring out at the mid-morning skyline of Night City.
You weren't going to look down, not that you had a thing for heights, but just as River told you not to. His nose swiped between your lips, earning your foot raising. It almost tickled, but way deep in your core.
His tongue backtracked, lining up to your entrance before sinking in. River's lips moved in effort with his tongue, having you squirming against his muscle embedded deep in you.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuck," you muttered against the glass, tilting your hips out to earn more of the heavy, hot, warm, wet feeling of your boyfriend's mouth.
At the same time, River's cyber hand pressed to your clit with his middle finger tapping at such a speed to meet his tongue lapping your walls.
You decided to ready yourself with God, if he was there, because you were about to see a whole new light. River's cock took you there every time, but his mouth almost kept you there.
You broke into a pant against the glass, nipples almost hard enough to cut through the glass of your bird's eye apartment. Trying to last just for the sensation almost wasn't worth the euphoria that would tear through you.
Your hands stood on your fingertips, wanting to pull away to shove River's poor face further into your ass so you could have more of his fucking tongue.
River noised while clamped to your pussy and involuntarily earned your orgasm. Your knees forced together, moaning against the glass and close to crumbling though River held you up.
He felt your cunt gush into his mouth, a new wave of wetness to paint his chin with your juices. River could barely contain his smile, slowly pulling his tongue back and earning more of your whimpers from doing so.
You slid down the window glass, your knees finally bracing the floor as you hid your face in your forearm to catch yourself. It was still too good, wracking with the last remnants of your other orgasm and actively making your brain melt.
Why no sex all time? If sex this good, why work? If River cock make see stars, why leave bed?
You were trying to regain some sense of sanity. This was just breaking it in together. There would be so many more instances like this. Your excited, yet utterly spent, pussy was fluttering with excitement.
River would be here everyday, and God knows you two never tired of each other.
River sat back on his knees, watching you writhe and shiver from this one; he grabbed your ankle and pulled you across the floor to him.
"V, you okay?"
Rolling onto your back, you stared at the ceiling; taking in the fresh air, you grinned lazily and nodded. "Better than. Fucking hell, that's so not fair."
River smirked, pulling your legs to drape over his lap; he ignored his cock already raising again from your beautiful noises, only ran his hands up and down your thighs comfortingly. "What's not?"
You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your face. Your chest held a butterfly-light flutter, as if now ready for the next orgasm you'd rip through.
You thought about how many times you'd come in the last two hours. Seven times. The thought alone made you start spinning.
Thinking about how many times River came in that same span made your stomach feel oily inside. Even with a quick recovery, you were slacking on making him cum so hard he saw stars.
River waited for your answer, bending over you to peel your arms away from your face. He hovered just above you, an absolute angel and delight. "What's not, babe?"
Your brows furrowed, wanting to be upset but only appreciating his beautiful voice, how soft he could be. "I want to make you cum again."
River showed his teeth, laughing down at you. "I'm good, you're already right on track."
You shook your head, determined; pulling him a little closer to you, you narrowed your eyes. "No, I will make you cum again."
"I bet on it," River offered in response, still not gleaning your idea of fair share. "You're doing great so far."
You tittered, caressing his face while your other hand reached down for his cock. "I can make it better."
Your grip caused River to jolt above you, his eye widening. Before he could say anything, you started stroking his twitching length.
He huffed against your lips, keeping your gaze while you worked your hand in steady, long stroked around his cock. You felt yourself getting worked up again at the thought, but bit it back.
This was River appreciation right now. You parted your lips to match his, offering your mouth for his kiss if he wanted. Your hand was a mediocre impasse, seeing as your pussy was mere inches away weeping to be used again.
But this was just to focus on him. You wanted his pleasure, you wanted to see it wash over his handsome face and for you to bask in it.
And you kinda wanted his cum to splatter on your pussy, effectively claiming it as his even though it wasn't necessary.
River bowed into you, his stomach bracing yours as his forearms planted on either side of your face. "V."
"I know, baby. I want you to cum on me," you pleaded, puffing your chest to press your breasts against him. "I want you to sign your name in it. Make me all yours, Riv."
River's puffed air from his open mouth onto yours. He bit back a snarl, crashing into your lips and moaning into you. Your fingers played at his hot tip then worked back down, feeling the veins in his cock roll and tense until he finally came.
He exploded against your clit, your wrist, and into your navel. His body shivered in pleasure, his noises traveling down your throat and making your chest feel even lighter.
It felt good, bringing him to ecstasy. No, it felt euphoric itself; you could've cum from experiencing it.
He bit at your bottom lip while pulling away, gathering his cum from your stomach and clit then fingering it back into you. "Only you make me do that. It's always gonna be you. I'm all yours."
You playfully chomped your teeth in the direction of his nose. You thought of having this man for every meal, especially dessert. You'd have a slice of him with coffee for breakfast, twice in bed before you'd go to sleep.
The possibilities were endless. You acknowleged him by bringing him in and shoving your tongue in his mouth, rolling on top of him on the white fur rug of the living room.
Now you were realizing what was missing from this apartment. A fireplace.
That would've been the next place you'd have had River fuck you. Maybe turning on a video of a fireplace would suffice, but maybe later. You needed him again, even though he was right under you, caressing and squeezing your body as if you'd evaporate into thin air.
"Fuck me in the library," you breathed out, parting from his delectable lips.
River nodded, as if receiving work orders, then sprung into action to carry you there.
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The very last place to christen, River sat in the book nook chair and pulled you into his lap. "Let me try something with you."
You followed his silent lead, bringing your knees up to brace the chair as River lined you up to sit on his cock; one of his hands crossed to your breast, already playing with your nipple as his cyber hand went to hold your pussy open.
He curled your arm around the back of his neck to suction his mouth to your nipple at the same time you sank onto his cock.
A new whimper escaped you, leaning into River to moan at the ceiling. All of it at once felt too overstimulating, you were sure you were going to explode upon insertion.
You were a withering mess on River's lap, rolling your hips as his fingers rubbed in soft circles. His tongue softly rounded your nipple, pinching your other between his fingers.
"River," you curled your hand to brace his temple, staring at him suckling your breast into his mouth.
His length twitched inside of you, meeting with your throbbing walls and earning a few moans between the two of you. Your eyes shut, attempting to breathe easily though your body was gaining in heat.
River's body under you, his warmth bringing a new film of sweat. It was almost instantaneous, unfair, cumming on his cock and writhing over him.
His fingers pinched a bit harder at your pert nipple, his teeth lining around your other. Scrubbing your clit, River kept going as it cut through your orgasm. It was short-lived, bringing on a new wake of heat and making you writhe further.
Your body broke into goosebumps, toes curling as a whole new sensation rushed through you on the back end of your orgasm. Your pussy clenched harder around River's cock, finding it throb outward as you wet your boyfriend's lap and the insides of your thighs.
You collapsed against River, the new rush drawing more energy from you. Chest light and full of flutter, you begged River to let you go at least.
RIver obliged with your nipple, leaving a few soft teeth indents on your breast before finally stilling his cock inside of you just enjoying the massage of your pussy.
He ducked his face behind your shoulder, pulling you further into his hold to ease you from the heightened sensitivity. "Anywhere else, baby?"
You laughed dryly, turning on his shoulder to kiss his cheek. "I'm sure we'll find a new place soon enough."
River grinned against your skin, opting to check the time from the clock on the book shelf. "Wanna get some lunch?"
"Order in? I don't think I'll be walking for a minute," you winced, feeling your knees reduced to gelatin.
"Sounds great to me, I want you glued to my side in that bed. It's calling my name." River nudged your nose then pecked your lips.
"Good, because that's all I was thinking about. Carry me?"
River shifted in his seat, pulling you off of him then shifting you over his shoulder. "Already there."
Okay okay now that I’m done with these I wanted to post them all together so you can see how the bottom two sort of mirror the top two! I’ve been so excited to finish these so I could show y’all the full picture.
If you’re seeing these for the first time they are The Hanged Man, The Chariot, The High Priestess, and Judgement!
For anyone interested, the original sketches are under the cut!
The sketch for the first one is not included because I did that before I started planning anything.
As you can see they changed quite a bit as I worked on them! The high priestess was originally the two of swords and judgement had a bunch of people that I ended up abandoning.
Bonus: my unfinished procrastination drawing of Shiv with her hart and the golden halla
