#dangerous for work

[galaxiacolibri]

@ifyoucatchacriminal cont. from here

Jesús pulled her down roughly and Nilza gasped at the collision, arm tightening about his neck. "Finally!" she panted against his collarbone as he did so again, her eyes sliding closed, her lips remaining parted as she took him.

"Stop telling me how you're going to, and do it! Ahora." She emphasized her point clenching hard around him. "I can...still talk..."

[galaxiacolibri]

[galaxiacolibri]

"One more step and I won’t be able to hold back." (Wolf to Sage)

@phantom-overdose

Sage laughed, giving a glance about the forest. Only squirrels and birds to be seen, and those would probably make a retreat upon hearing the ruckus they assumed would ensue. Not like they weren’t already naked from bathing as it was.

“If I wanted you to hold back, don’t you think I’d have suggested you go off today, not tomorrow?” The dare in her voice was clear. And then she took another step out of the stream, making no move to retrieve her clothes.

[galaxiacolibri]

@ifyoucatchacriminal cont. from here

"Ah want it noted you're fuckin' awful," Rogue muttered, but she kept still, and didn't beg, much as she wanted so desperately to do both. He wasn't wrong. It had been weeks between dealing with Robin and his work schedule. Every part of her ached for him to do more than one finger, but two fingers was not nearly enough.

"Dunno." Her breath was caught in her throat as she tried to steady it. "But Ah think...you're talkin' too much." Observing, not begging. An important technicality right now.

[galaxiacolibri]

@graveyard-of-alderaan cont. from here

"You looking the way you do in front of me is flattery enough, don't have to do the flattering myself, Princess."

The look he continued to give Leia was unashamed and very much sure of himself, even as she reached to put her fingers through his hair. He chuckled as delicate fingers stroked his jaw and he turned his head, catching her hand briefly with his lips even as he reached up to push her sternum towards the wall of her room.

"Oh, no. Not messing."

And with that he took off her boots, reached up, undid the fasten on her pants, and pulled them down decisively, still meeting her eyes with his deep blue ones the entire time.

"I've got no problem worshiping you...till you're begging me to stop, in fact."

Underwear went the way of her pants, and he picked up her left leg, putting it over his shoulder. Already his mouth found her inner thigh, kissing and biting closer to his end goal. He stopped just shy of where he knew she wanted him most, breathing a heavy exhale against her entrance.

"Tell me again, what was it you wanted me to do?"

[galaxiacolibri]

@normallyxstranger cont. from here

"Yeah, Ah do. You like novel, and havin' t'work for shit. And Ah'm both," Rogue said, unashamed to be confident in her reply, even if she was still blushing over the topic of discussion.

She shivered where she lay at the barely there touch along her ankle, and glared at his delight at having guessed what she was reading.

"Horrible," she muttered, but she reopened the book, making a point of ignoring him looking at her.

"I work a swallow down my throat as he angles his head to the side and stares at me for a beat. I’m so entranced by the unsated need pooling moisture between my thighs that when I feel his fingers trail up the outside of my panties, I gasp. “The question is,” he asks with an arch of his brow as he leans down, “how many times can I make you come?” And with those words, his hands press my thighs down, and his mouth closes over the fabric covering my clit. The warm heat of his mouth causes me to grip the comforter beneath me. The seduction of his words already has me craving his touch, and now the silk barrier between his tongue and my flesh drives me insane. Giving me and not giving me what I want all at the same time. “Becks” is all I can manage as I throw my head back, close my eyes, and allow myself to absorb the pleasure. Fingertips trail up the inside of my thighs, and I can feel the cool air on my heated flesh as he uses a finger to pull my thong to the side. And when his mouth makes contact this time, I cry out as the liquid heat flows through me, my arms and legs tensing.

She paused and looked up at him over the pages. "Is your curiosity satisfied yet?" The clarity in her voice, used to reading out loud for her ma and thus practiced in keeping it steady while doing so, was lost. Now it was rough, and she had to clear her throat, shifting back and forth as though it could dump a bucket of cold water on her.

[galaxiacolibri]

"You should probably stop touching me like that... unless you plan on finishing what you started." (Cass to Nilza)

@astral-athame

“Hmm, are you saying this is doing something for you?” Nilza purred into Cassia’s ear, doing nothing to stop the way the arm draped over her girlfriend’s shoulder allowed her to trace Cassia’s nipple through her shirt with the tip of her long nail.

“Since when do I not finish what I start?” But that Nilza knew could easily be argued that she did. It wasn’t her fault that it was fun to rev Cass up and then leave on the excuse she needs to go to work or sleep. It made Cassia just that much more fun to undo later. Or have revenge exacted on her, whatever the case might be.

“We’ve barely been here twenty minutes, you expect me to fuck you in public?”

[galaxiacolibri]

@astral-athame cont. from here

Please.

Oh, that was more than a little nice.

Farrar laughed at the apology, shaking his head.

“You and I both know you’re not sorry. Not yet. Not like this.”

He didn’t care if she ended up drawing blood, he could clean himself up later, after seeing to Cassia. But for right now? Right now he was going to punish her. Or give her what she wanted. It was the same thing at the moment.

Another slap hit her ass, fingers rubbing the sting but so briefly before he did so again, each little gasp and whimper, every squirm making him harder. The jeans were going to need to get the hell out of the way sooner than later, it was already exceedingly uncomfortable. That did not stop him from pressing his erection harder into her back, the hand around Cassia’s throat loosening slightly to be sure he wasn’t cutting off too much blood for too long.

“You like getting me so bloody hard for nothing? Fine. We’ll take care of it right here, plow your wet cooch till you’re begging me to stop.”

With that he picked her up fully once more, walking her to a more even patch in the grass. At which point he tightened his grip on her waist, taking her to the ground with him. He rolled so that she was pinned, one arm and leg underneath him as he unbuckled his belt, undid his zipper and pushed the front of his pants down enough that his cock came free.

“Now then”—Farrar rolled to better lay on top of Cassia, a hand to each wrist and leg spreading hers despite the squirming—“you’re going to make up for being such a bad girl.”

Despite his words, he lingered, watching her and observing her reaction. Maybe this was too much and she’d want to put a stop to it. The fact he could already feel the slick of her brushing against him every time she shifted didn’t matter. If she wanted off, he’d be off of her in a heartbeat.