Someone wrote in [personal profile] falloutkinkmeme_backup 2012-08-08 01:23 am (UTC)

Criminal 5d/?

Images of strangling this girl until she’s blue and stiff flashes behind Herman’s closed eyes before he moves into action. Though he is not as fast as her, he is strong enough to have her body thrown onto the table with a slam so loud it nearly makes him wince.

Her head must’ve hit the table in the process, for he can see the way her eyes roll about in a dazed state as she slumps, momentarily helpless, against the table before him.

Herman’s heart aches in concern, though part of him hopes she’s hurt—that she’ll show up on her father’s doorstep with a bruised face.

He wastes no time in reaching beneath her to unzip her jumpsuit, ripping her tank-top when he catches the zipper clumsily on the white fabric.

When she is stripped of her cotton white underwear he presses his erection flush against her backside, roughly grinding himself there as he leans over her body.

She is coming to, her pupils exploding from drugs and arousal as she looks up back at him. “Right here, then?”

Herman presses a kiss to her bare shoulder as he slowly presses himself against her wet heat, grunting out a strained breath as the head of his cock finally pushes through the tightness of her entrance.

His sigh shudders from the feeling of her strength and youth, a tightness to her that he hasn’t felt since his younger days with Pepper. She is muscle and sin and heat around him, and he can’t help the way his forehead falls to rest between her shoulder blades.

Oh.” Is what she breathes when he slowly pushes himself further inside her. He leans back to watch the inches disappear, the very image making his cock throb with each thundering beat of his heart.

“Hold still.” He rasps, his hands flying desperately to steady her jumping hips. Herman holds her down into the table, pushing his hips forward until the tip of him is pressed against her back wall.

“Oh God…” She whines into her folded arms, her powerful thighs managing to fold around his hips to press her heels into his backside until she is hissing in pain from the pressure of his cock. “You’re in my fucking stomach, Manny.”

He growls lowly in concentration, holding her hips in place as he pulls himself slowly out of the tight heat of her before thrusting lazily back in.

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