Welcome to Hell.

*He pads in bare foot, drips of water giving away his path, further drips creating the path he follows, his steps pausing for a beat when his eyes find her curled on the couch. One corner of his lips tip upwards, and he leaves the trail of water bits that she left for him to follow, instead slipping around behind the couch she's on. Without a word to announce his presence, though he's certain she not only expected but saw him as well, he slips splayed fingers up the back of her neck and into her hair, gripping lightly and pulling her head back. Her neck exposed to him, he bends over the back of the couch, lips finding the pulse hiding just under the skin, teeth nipping lightly*
 
No, she hadn't seen him, where she sits her back is to him, but can hear each splotchy footstep as he ventures further into Hell, though she pretends not to hear. Enjoying her corner of the couch she holds the sweating glass of water and twirls the glass, clinking the melting ice cubes together. Keeping her attention forward she likes the anticipation of waiting to see how he will approach. She doesn't wait long, soon his fingers are wrapped within her damp locks. At his guidance she leans her head back, neck arching, exposing the olive skin and showing off the slow rise of her chest with each breath. Closing her eyes at the touch of his lips and lets out a sigh feeling the stir of desire.

Mmmm... Hello, again.
 
*A soft, low laugh escapes parted lips, the heat of his breath spreading against the warmth of her neck, and his head nods slightly, dislodging a droplet of water onto her chest as he does* Hello to you as well... *Eyes shift, finding the spot of water as it attempts to make a run for it. Leaning further over the couch, her damp hair still flowing through his fingers, he lowers his head, the tip of his tongue following the trail of water and catching it up off of her skin... then continuing down, soft lips finding her nipple once again, teeth light against her, tongue swiftly flickering once, twice, three times.*
 
She joins in with his light laughter eyes remaining closed enjoying the feel of his lips and breath against her neck. The droplet of water from his hair feels good against her warm skin. The touch of his lips feels even better, a tiny gasp on her lips as he teases the hardening nipple. Reaching up her fingertips lightly brush his check before tangling themselves into his hair. Breathes grow deeper and she leans against the couch, arching her back to raise her chest and give him easy access to taste.
 
*His teeth catch the hardening nub of her nipple, his tongue swirling, tasting the salt of her skin. He mouth teases only a moment longer before lifting from warm flesh, the fingers in her hair tipping her head forward, and his lips meet hers, tongue fluttering against her lips, the kiss quick, fleeing... hinting. He pulls back only a moment later, long legs and strong arms carrying him over the back of the couch and down onto the cushion next to her, his fingers slipping out of her hair, damp now with the moisture found there. Reaching across her body with the arm opposite her, he hooks a hand under her knee and pulls her into his lap, palms and long fingers settling against her thighs. His own head tips back then, a grin playing on his lips*

That's better... I was enjoying you here.
 
A slow deep breath in she hums with pleasure with the feel his teeth on her nipple, but the attention is a tease, gone far too soon. She likes the longing for more. Their lips meet briefly, a sweet taste, she wants more. He joins her on the couch, she smiles and sips the cool water, ice cubes almost completely melted. With his guidance she slides onto his lap, yes she likes it here too. Yet, it's not quite how they were before, so she shifts on his lap, one knee digging into a cushion as she turns and straddles his waist. A playful smile tugs across her lips and she dips her fingers into the cold water fishing out what remains of an ice cube. The cold, melting cube is pinched between her fingers which are brought to his chest with a slow drag to his waist.

The ice cube is melting quickly...I had been hoping for a bit of fun.
 
*His eyes follow the movement of her hand as she reaches across where she'd been sitting, a brow raising in curiosity, and while one question is answered as her hand retrieves a cube of ice, another simply takes it's place. Her intention... Blue-green orbs shift, a glance up at her face, and then back to the ice in her hand, and despite realizing the destination the cold is still a shock, drawing a soft gasp from his lips. His eyes snap back to her face, an upturn in one corner of his mouth, his back arches against the trailing touch, fingers flexing, dimpling the firm lines of her thighs, and his voice is low, his arousal leaking into it...*

Still feels.. quite cold to me. Though I'm curious... this bit of fun seems... interesting..
 
It becomes awfully warm in Hell, so I thought to cool you off before we get started...

She smiles sweetly, her voice matter-of-fact and with that the ice cube outlines his chest with cold water droplets and then slowly moves up the side of his neck, stopping at the bottom of his ear. Leaning in, tongue slips from between lips to collect a drop or two near his earlobe, but since she is so close teeth lightly nibble on the lobe. The ice cube drags back down his neck to his chest and as she sits back she watches as she drags the nearly melted cube down the mild of his torso. The remains of the cube is left to melt betwen their bodies, low on the waist. A quick breath in, she gives a shutter at the contrast of cold against her warm skin. The water glass still in hand she takes in a drink and then offers the glass to him.

Thirsty?
 
*A quiet chuckle at her words, lids dropping as his eyes glance down at the hand holding the rapidly melting cube, a small shiver escaping up his spine.. from the cold, from her touch.. who can tell? His gaze sweeps back up her body, freely and openly pausing as they ascend, head tipping ever-so-slight to allow her fingers and the frozen water access. Her tongue on his skin, teeth on his earlobe draw a quiet sigh from him, his hands sliding up the length of her smooth thighs to the swell of her hips, fingers again dimpling the skin there. The ice cube draws another small shiver as she traps it between them, his eyes intent on her lips against the glass, watching the water glide over them, and he can't help but to grin at her question, his head bobbing in a slight nod...*

I'll have a bit...

*He reaches out to her, taking the glass from her fingers, eyes remaining on hers over the rim of the glass as he takes a small drink, simply wetting his throat a bit. His arm extends, setting the glass back where it first appeared, and then his hand returns to her hips, arms bending and pulling her tighter against him*

...though I'm not sure I've quite worked up a thirst yet.
 
Eyes watch him take a sip expecting the glass back, but he sets it aside, hm...all for the better. Resting her hands on his sides, fingertips press into his skin gently. His hands move to her hips and body is tugged closer, his length is there between her legs. The bit of foreplay already as her wanting, patience is not one of her virtues. Dipping her head she brushes her lips ever so lightly against his for another taste then presses full lips jaw. One kiss, two, the next below the jaw and then to his throat. Rolling her hips she grinds gently against him and grazes her teeth against his skin.
 
*Teeth clench, a slow intake of breath through them as she moves against his length, his building arousal impossible to hide... though he wasn't exactly trying. His head tips back a bit, lips ready for hers, a knowing grin replacing her lips on his as she moves away, but it quickly dissolves into a sigh as her hips roll, his head tipping back against the back of the soft couch, throat exposed to her raking teeth. One hand slips from her hip, sneaking between their bodies to cup a breast in an open, warm palm, thumb swiping across the bud of her nipple. His hips arch against hers, his hardening length against her, seeking a hint of her own arousal..*
 
A soft moan mumbles from her lips pressed to his throat as his hand cups her breast awakening her nipples to hard little nubs, so sensitive to the touch and begging to be teased and used. With one hand on his side the other moves to tangle into the damp strands of his hair, fingers curling into a fist. Again she grinds, his length having slipped between the lips of her pussy. The wetness a sign of her arousal. Again she grinds, teasing her clit along the length of his shaft. Dragging her teeth against his throat she brings her lips to his ear. Whispers.

I want you to fuck me.
 
"Mm... hmmm..."

*The sound is a low one in his throat, words an unnecessary reply to her.. request.. the throb of his length against her confirmation enough that they were very much of one mind on this. Still, his head lifts from the back of the couch, nodding slightly, the quiet rasp of his cheek against hers. Thumb and forefinger come together at the hard point of her nipple, rolling it slowly. His hand pulls back from the swell of her breast, a little tug on her nipple until it slips from her grasp, and his hands move in unison, both slipping behind the bend of her knees. As he pulls her knees further up towards his hips, he hooks two fingers on the inside of each knee, parting her thighs further. His cock throbs insistently against her slick opening, he can feel the heat of her already, and fingertips trickle up the length of her thigh before digging into her hips, moving her, pulling her slowly to the tip of his length... and with a shift of his hips he slips inside her, a gasp near her ear through parted lips... A low growl with a single word tucked in it..*

Yes...
 
Her body shifts, moves, slides at his guidance. Her fingers had already untangled from his hair and that hand rests on his shoulder. A soft mummer is uttered at the twist of her nipple. Every movement seemed to make her more anxious with want. Finally she can feel the tip of his length, yes. A tiny grind of her hips, a tease and then his hands grip firmly, forcing her hips down on his cock. A groan, slight shutter and sigh follows. Her hips slowly rise and fall as each inch pushes further into the velvety folds, inner walls flexing and constricting around the shaft. Bringing both hands to his shoulders her hips begin to create a rhythm, slow and smooth though at times she pauses just to feel him inside her.
 
*His jaw clenches more firmly, every movement of her pussy along his length sending electricity radiating out through his body. His chest expands as he sucks in air, a sigh escaping when she settles against him, his length slick and hard inside her. His gaze dips, focusing on the spot their bodies join, watching her move on him for a moment before it climbs her body again, intent on her face as she rides him. Fingers curl, digging into her hips, and then a hand is traveling again, soft palm against her other breast, hard nipple caught between thumb and finger again. His eyes never drift from her face, the expression of pleasure so intensely erotic, his lips fluttering just slightly as he murmurs through clenched teeth*

Yes... harder...
 
Eyes are locked on his face, lips parted as each breath becomes deeper and is mixed with moans. Sensations of pleasure building, tensing the muscles and driving her to grind a little harder against him. Each roll of her hips, each thrust down bounces the full breasts and she arches her back to more prominately put them on display. A groan leaves her lips as his fingers crush a nipple between them. Sliding her hands from his shoulders nails drag against his skin, teasing the flesh with the tips of her nails till the heels of her palms rest on his sides to help steady the harder thrusts of her hips. Breaking eye contact she rolls her head back and lets out a soft, but louder moan. The build of pleasure begins to tingle through her body, warming her skin and forcing yet another louder moan.
 
*His eyes are drawn to the full swell of her breasts as her back arches, forcing his palm more firmly against her, digits pinching and tugging lightly on the hard nipple. The water from the large bath earlier has long dried, now replace with a bit of sweat on his skin, and he can't help but to grin faintly, her words echoing in his mind... it does, indeed, become awfully warm. His back arches against the scrape of her nails, brow furrowing as she increases the rhythm along the length of his cock. His eyes drift up from the enticing movement of her breasts to look at her, along the line of her throat as her head tips back. He sits forward off the couch then, hand falling away from her breast as both arms slip around her waist and pull her body tightly to his, stilling her movements atop him. Holding his full length inside her, he rolls in the direction she'd been sitting when he arrived, toes finding the floor to support his weight while he moves her under him. His arms uncoil from around her, a wicked gleam in his eyes when he looks down into her face...

In one swift movement rivaling the one that ended with her back to the couch, he slips fully from her, a quiet groan as the cooler air meets sensitive, velvety flesh. His knees are on the floor a moment later, head sinking between her thighs. Without word or warning his tongue is against her, seeking her taste before his lips press against her fully, a flickering tongue in search of her clit*
 
There she is, in the moment, grinding, thrusting, breathing heavily, moaning and above all so close to reaching the sweet pleasure release. So when his hands grip her hips and force her to hold steady she shutters, inner walls pulsing and contricting around his cock, but still needing the friction. A soft whimper leaves her lips as she looks at him curiously. He says nothing, there is only a wicked gleam in his eyes.

The next thing she knows she's being rolled to the side, pushed under him for a moment and then the added warm of his body is gone. Confusion still exists, but not for long as he drops to knees between her thighs. Oh sweet heaven! His tongue parts her nether lips and explore, tease and find the swollen nub. A soft cry leaves her lips as her hips scoot forward, thighs falling fully open and the heels of her feet dig into the hard floor. Hands grip the couch cushions on either side and shiver moves through her entire body.

Yes... oh...yes..
 
"Mm," he moans low in his throat, in response to the instantly addicting taste of her arousal on his tongue, response to the sound of her voice filling the empty spaces around them, response to the shiver that runs through her body and vibrates against his tongue. One arm slips under her leg, lifting it onto his shoulder, his palm flat, sliding along the length of her tummy. Fingertips meet the swell of her breast, his hand continues his climb, palm moving against the hard nipple he finds atop the full shape of her breast. His lips press to her, suckling against her clit. His tongue alternates, soft swirls and more insistent flickers against her. His other hand free, he finds what he suspects she would agree is a good use for it, middle and forefinger replacing the filling length of his cock inside her. Once they sink fully between her lips, quickly soaked and slick with her juices, he curls them inside her, one then the other, one then the other... beckoning her release.*
 
Squirming and clinging to the couch cushions hips roll up as her back arches pressing her pussy to his tongue and mouth. The heel of her foot digs into the ground as the other leg is dragged over his shoulder, the bend of her knee squeezing as she begins to shiver and shake. The build is quick raising the temperature of her skin creating a thin sheen of sweat. Her cries slowly grow louder as he continues to tease and coax. Laying head back against the couch she cannot stave off the release any further.

A loud cry fills the room, which turns into a scream of pleasure. Her body tenses with each wave of pleasure, building and falling only to build stronger, stronger till she feels as if she will explode. A rush of juices cover his fingers as she cums, hard.


Fuck....oh fuck, yes

Many the repeated obscenity till her body finally begins to relax, but feels sensitive and tingly to the touch.
 
*His fingers inside her grow more insistent, his tongue joining the demand as he feels her body grow closer. His head moves with her arching, never relaxing the press of his lips against her, the teasing of his tongue on her clit. He nods his head, just the slightest movement, when he feels her on the edge, a final encouragement to cum for him, his fingers only slowing as he feels her begin to come down, her cries subsiding. His tongue focuses less and less on her clit, long slow licks against her, tasting her, his lips and chin coated in her juices...

A quiet chuckle sounds in his throat, at last pulling his mouth from the heat of her pussy, his head turning to leave a light kiss on the inside of her thigh, her leg still up on his shoulder. His hand leaves her breast, fingers slowly slipping from her tight walls. His head turns back, another kiss on her pelvis, eyes opening to look up the length of her body at her face, soft lips one more against her, now just below her navel*
 

Quick, shallows breathes is all she manage after the release her body still feeling tingly and trembly. For several seconds she startes upward at the cavern allowing her mind and body to revel in the pleasure. Finally she lifts her head and looks at him, a small silly smile on her lips. Reaching for him, fingertips brush through his hair and then against his temple. A gentle, affectionate gesture before she scoots her body to sit up.

I can't leave you with returning the favor... sit.

A small laugh on her lips as she pats the couch and waits for him to join her.
 
*He snickers softly up at her, his chin resting on her tummy just above her navel now, a toying grin on his glistening lips.*

Well... who can argue with that.

*His chin lifts from her, tongue swiping across his lips quickly, stealing more of her from his lips before he plants a final, firm kiss in the spot above her navel where his chin rested, teeth grazing lightly. Knees leaving the floor he rises up and slips over her leg, sinking back into the spot he'd occupied when she was atop him... how long ago was that? He'd lost track. And didn't particularly mind. His eyes shift to her setting next to him, his cock still a clear giveaway to the arousal running rampant inside him still, her orgasm only serving to heighten it further..*

Sitting.

*He says it with a simple nod of the head, but white teeth show in a grin as he echoes her laugh, the back of his curled index finger absently stroking against her thigh*
 
She laughs, this time out right, he was cute and fun and she was thoroughly enjoying this play date. Watching each of his movements as he untangles himself from under her leg and joins her on the couch. Her eyes can't help but flicker down to stare a moment at his hard length. Reaching over the back of her fingers brush against the hard shaft before teasing the tip.

Yes, you're sitting... now relax...

Without another word she slides off the couch and places her body between his legs her hands on his thighs guiding them further apart as she scoots closer dipping her head low to place random kisses and nibbles to his inner thigh. Her gaze remains on him she as takes his cock into her hand, fingers wrapping around lightly. Once she is nestled between his legs she brings her lips to the head of his cock, a single lick and then another, both slow. Using her thumb she rubs up and down the underside, right below the tip.
You'll have to tell me where you want to cum.

Another -matter-of-fact statement before her lips envolope the tip of his cock and gently licks, sucks and starts to inch his length into her mouth.
 
*There is the slightest of jumps in one leg as her fingers brush against him, the anticipation of her touch drawing it easily from him. He nods slowly, a bit hazily, at her words, though he's certain that while he may sink into the soft couch a bit more, the tension in his body is only going to grow from this moment. Slightly wide, intense eyes follow her movements off the couch, drinking in the shape of her naked body as she sinks between his legs, his legs moving easily further apart under her guiding hands...

A slow, deep breath is drawn in as her lips find and exploit the strange sensitivity lurking on the inside of thighs, each touch of soft lips and hard teeth sending a slight shudder through him. His eyes focus on hers, holding her gaze as long as she offers it. His breath is held as her fingers wrap around the thick length of his cock, Brows sink in together just a bit, a furrow as her lips touch the sensitive head of his cock for the first time, and then he exhales a shuddering sigh as her tongue slides against him. She wastes no time in further taking advantage of his sensitive areas with her teasing thumb, action that tells him he's quite literally in the hands of someone that knows what she's doing, and he's more than happy to give himself over to her skill...

Eyes narrow slightly, intensity forming lines on his forehead, and he can only nod slightly at her words, thinking for only a fleeting moment that it was not remotely something they'd discussed... but then again, nothing else was either? Sometimes, things just happened. People allowed themselves to be swept up in it... and much the better for it. All these thoughts were sent effortlessly from his mind as her lips closed around, his own lips pressing together into a thin white line, back arching slightly when her mouth began to descend on him. Unable to help himself, his own moan parted his lips, yet again proving to himself that he could barely keep quiet when he had to, and was useless in fighting it when he didn't...*
 
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