im gonna eat you, youre my desire
im gonna sharpen all my teeth and build a fire
im gonna eat you, cook and defeat you
im gonna breathe you in my lungs and make you mine
Yay wipw!!!! Could i get a snippet of arsonist neil please🙏
WIP Wednesday (9/11) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 229)
"Oh. Yeah, um. Dinner's almost ready. Aaron said you like Italian food, so we made lasagna and garlic bread," Katelyn says, nodding to the kitchen door. Andrew nods, hoping these two have a better handle on seasonings than he does.
"Sounds great." Andrew says, subtly patting his clammy palms against his thighs. The three of them stand there awkwardly, tension almost palpable.
"Well, um," Katelyn starts, gently clapping her hands together. "Come on in and sit down. I'll grab us something to drink."
Once she's gone, Aaron leans in and whispers, "Do you drink red wine?”
Andrew's face pinches. “Do you?”
“Yes. Sometimes. Do you like it?”
"I don't know. Never tried it." Andrew answers with a shrug. He really doesn't want to drink tonight, especially something he's never tried.
"Water instead?" Aaron asks, reading his mind. When Andrew nods, Aaron starts into the kitchen. "I'll be right back. Go ahead and sit down, okay?"
Once he's alone, Andrew allows himself to look around a little bit more. He finds a smattering of photos on the wall and is surprised to find he's in a couple. One with Aaron and Nicky and Kevin, all in their uniforms. And one of them standing side by side, the day they graduated. Andrew sneaks his phone out of his pocket and snaps a photo of each before going to take a seat at the table.
There's a crisp white table cloth draped over it and a silly little wreath-type thing in the center. A couple of battery-operated candles flickering where they're nestled among the greenery. Battery-operated is good, Andrew approves. He's been on way too many calls where someone just 'forgot' a candle. (How the fuck do you forget there's an open flame in your house?)
As he waits, he drums his fingers on the tabletop and tries to acclimate to the strange world he's stepped into. He can hear soft voices in the other room, but he doesn't care to eavesdrop for once in his life. A couple of minutes pass and Aaron comes back out with three wine glasses, two half full with red wine and a third with water. He passes the water to Andrew and sets the other two glasses down.
"We'll be back with food in just a second." He holds up a finger as he disappears again. Andrew sips his water and waits. A few moments later, there's three plates on the table and Aaron and Katelyn have settled into the other two seats. Aaron to his left and Katelyn on his right. Andrew almost feels cornered, but he ignores the feeling and unwraps his silverware from the cloth napkin.
I am not even gonna ask this on anon because i am just that shameless, but what about this: Tutoring Au, Raya coming almost before even starting and being embarassed about it, while Namaari half teases and half reassures her, all of this ending with Raya taking her "revenge". Bonus: this happening at the beginning of their relationship because they can't keep their hands off each other.
Now excuse me, i gotta go confess my sins in a church
This is so canon and I swear one day I'll write this when I have the energy again...but I had to share with the world this idea <3
@sindacalista
yeah-...changed my mind *shrugs* (not the best but I hope you enjoy <3)
Namaari loves the view from underneath Raya.
Seeing the way her body moves against her, the way her hips fit in her hands. Helping, guiding, them to rise and fall. How her stomach dips each time Raya’s pussy slides against her abs, the friction she’’s giving her lover whose mouth can’t help but fall open as she grinds against her.
Palms flat.
Bed creaking.
Namaari’s skin burning where she touches her.
God she can’t take it.
She wants to be inside her.
And Raya wants her inside too.
Hips lifting, hand reaching, only to be stopped by Raya at the last minute. Her willpower far greater than Namaari’s ever will be. Her girlfriend taking her hands and laying them back against her hips, flat, causing Namaari to puff out a loud sigh of annoyance.
“No touching-...remember?” Raya teases her.
God how could she forget?
A week or so now they’ve been together. Fucking like this was their last week on Earth, their hands unable to stay off one another. Namaari specifically wanting to make up for all the time they could have been intimate with one another by doing it whenever they were in the mood.
And Raya was always in the mood for her.
Namaari clearly excited her just as much as Raya did her.
Apparently enough that the last time they were together, Namaari had only just begun to touch her girlfriend when she came suddenly. Fast. Worked up over a day of needing her, thinking about her, causing her to combust in the first few minutes of their growing passion. Raya clearly embarrassed…..and Namaari had been stupid enough to make a joke about it.
Well…she was stupid enough to need her tutoring in the first place, right?
Raya got mad.
Namaari got apologetic real fast.
And now Raya was having her revenge.
Somehow this was all turning into a lesson at that?
“This will help build my endurance?” Raya had said, very smugly.
“Oh this has nothing to do with that-” Raya laughed.
Yes it did.
“You’re right-...” Raya stated.
No she wasn’t.
“I came too easily, so this will help prolong the experience!”
Which was resulting the here and now. Raya, grinding on Namaari again and again and again, trying to hold herself off from cumming. Namaari, guiding her along, but unable to touch her there. Just watch, listen, see all the ways Raya was absolutely turned on without the pleasure of getting to feel her like she wanted to.
To collect her wetness on her digits.
Enter her slowly with them, feel her walls wrap deliciously around them.
God..
Namaari and her big fat mouth…
…
Wait-...her...mouth-
“So I still can’t touch you with my fingers-...can I?” She husked, watching as Raya shook her head. Her lip squished between her teeth. Turned on so bad yet still denying her the release she wanted from Namaari’s touch.
Stubborn as always.
“You sure, babe?” she asked, smirking as Raya’s eyebrows knitted together, still shaking her head.
“N-no…” she whimpered out.
“No…really?”
“No..only grinding..”
“Anywhere on my body?”
“Y-...yes..y-es…”
Namaari smirked, moving Raya’s hips up again. Higher this time, causing Raya to whine as she was pulled from her pleasure. Eyes lidded, yet annoyed, looking down at Namaari as she moved her body lower. Her head sinking beneath her legs while Raya watched her. Unsure what she was doing until she felt Namaari blow cool air on her slick entrance. Her legs twitching, moaning as she both tried to move away and come closer.
“You-...fuck…ing…cheater..” she gasped, caught now in her own plot for revenge.
Namaari opened her mouth, breathing hot now.
“It’s still grinding..”
“NO IT IS NOT!”
“Well-..my tongue might go inside…”
“Ah-..shut up..don’t talk…ah..about it..”
“Don’t talk about my tongue…licking along your hot cunt…?” Namaari husked, inching closer, “why..you afraid..I might make you cum..too fast again?”
“Namaari..I’m gonna kill you….after..this..”
“I’d much rather drown in your cum-”
Raya laughed, breaking through her ‘mad at you’ mood.
“Dammit Namaari!”
“I’m just being honest..?” Namaari smirked.
“You’re trying to be cute and I hate it-” she scoffed, hardly sounding like she hated it, “and..ah-..sexy….”
Namaari smirked again, kissing her thigh, a silent invitation.
Raya huffed, rolling her eyes, a silent nod yes as she lowered herself on Namaari’s mouth.
Not that Raya needed to know, but this was Namaari’s first time letting a girl ride her face like this. What she definitely wanted her to know was that it certainly wouldn’t be the last time she let Raya do it.
Her taste was heavenly, tangy, sticky mess that coated her entire mouth as she latched on. Sucking her in before deeply tongue fucking her hot channel, moving it in a steady motion that left Raya crying out above her. Grinding down into her mouth with wild abandon, her head tossed back, letting the feeling wash over her. The sensation of Namaari’s slick tongue dipping inside her and pulling back out. Hot, slippery, wet.
God..so wet..
It made Namaari’s body stim with adrenaline, her hands gripping to pull her further down so that her teeth could scrape her entrance. Jaw aching, sore, but she didn’t dare let up. It was too much to stop, yet not enough to settle for average. She wanted more of Raya’s taste in her mouth, that hot smell of sex in her nose, hearing her whine above her as she rocked, feel the way her body writhed. Over and over again-..until-
Raya twisted, her body jerking forward as she cried out Namaari’s name. Fingers threading through her hair, gripping painfully tight as she rode through waves of pleasure hitting her body heavy like a semi truck. Her body moving off her at last when the weakness hit her limbs, exhausted, winded after what Namaari had done to her. Namaari sitting up then, absolutely satisfied. Not by the itch in her gut, but by the look of pleasure on Raya’s face. Knowing she had done well.
“Stop looking so smug…” Raya coughed out, pressing her foot against Namaari’s body.
“Stop looking so satisfied then..” she teased back, wiping her mouth.
“I’m not-” Raya challenged.
“Oh really?”
Raya nodded, rising up then only to push Namaari back onto the bed. Kissing along her body here and there as she lowered, going south, between her legs. Namaari’s smile fading, eyes dropping as she saw Raya’s tongue slip from her lips and run along her folds. Tingling, sensitive now, her breath intaking sharply as Raya lifted back up.
“No…not yet..” she spoke, “not till I get you off…”
Maybe it was the words she spoke then or maybe it was the fact Namaari hadn’t expected her to use both tongue and digits to get her off then; but she found herself in the same predicament as Raya had only a week ago. Raya hardly needing to touch her before she was cumming, embarassingly fast, her girlfriend all too proud of herself now that she got to be the one witnessing it all happen before her.
“Wow, Namaari-” Raya began, mimicking her voice, “you sure are eas-”
“I know it was a bad joke, Raya!” Namaari huffed, both winded from the sex as well as the conversation, “am I forgiven now!?”
Raya made a face, as if she were truly pondering it.
“Maybe..”
“Maybe!?”
“Yeah, I’ll see what else I can get out of you before I forgive you.” she joked.
“Get out of me?” Namaari laughed, “you were withholding me from touching you though-?”
“Or maybe I was just working you up to get what I wanted…?”
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Thank you sooo much, darling! <3 Much appreciated. <3
