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Nothing 1/1
(Anonymous) 2012-02-09 07:15 am (UTC)(link)Pairing: Boone/Gloria van Graff
Kinks: Rough sex, Consensual
Summary: Two people fucking on a counter in a shop in Freeside. That’s all, really.
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He wasn’t dumb. Maybe a bit slow in the uptake, which was why people thought him dumb. But he wouldn’t have gotten as far as he had, back then, if he had been dumb. And sometimes, seeming dumb could even be an advantage. People expected nothing of him and left him in peace. And nothing was exactly what he wanted to give.
And although he might be slow, he had recognised that look she had given him. Part appreciation, part calculation, coupled with a small smirk and a wink. Later that night, he had come back, and as half-expected, half-hoped, the door had been unlocked. He had slid in, and had found her waiting for him.
They didn’t lose any time now. She smiled, and he didn’t. He walked up to her, took her chin in his hand and kissed her. From then on, everything was primal instinct. She moaned into his kiss when he thrust his tongue into her mouth, and dug her fingers into his belt. He pressed her body against the counter, moved his lips across her cheeks, down her neck, dug his teeth into the soft flesh at the base of her throat. She hissed, and proceeded with unbuckling his belt.
He grabbed her by the hips and lifted her onto the counter, spreading her legs with his hands. She was prepared, wearing a short skirt and no underwear. His pants were tightening around his throbbing cock when he reached out and touched her.
“You’re wet.”
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Did you get yourself off?”
“No, I left that to you.”
“Huh. Good.”
He claimed her lips in another rough kiss, the way she acted, she seemed to like it rough. He then unzipped his pants, unpacked his cock and, digging his fingers into her hips he shifted her in position. She moaned again, in anticipation this time. When he slid into her, he couldn’t suppress a hiss of his own. She was hot and wet, ready and eager for him, so unlike the whores he had taken. This was better. This meant nothing.
She asked nothing of him, and nothing was exactly what he wanted to give. What he could give. He began to move, slow at first, then faster and harder. She urged him on, crossed her legs at his back to pull him in, and he complied. A whore would have done that to get him off that much faster, but she wanted it. And he fucked her harder.
Sweat was beginning to bead on his temples as he pounded into her, and her head dropped back with a moan. He leaned forward and dug his teeth in the base of her throat again. The sound she emitted was halfway between a moan and a wail, and he felt her clench around him moments later. Increasing his speed he fucked her through her climax, making her bite her lips as she tried not to scream to loud, and then he reached his own point of no return. He spilled himself into her with a throaty gasp and dropped his head for a few moments, heart racing and legs trembling, propped up on his hands on the counter on either side of her hips. She smiled up at him.
“That was good.”
“Yeah.”
“Maybe you’ll come back?”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll be here.”
He pulled back, ignored the mess, and packed his cock away again, zipped up his pants and buckled his belt. She was still sitting on the counter, her legs spread and her cunt dripping his cum. She didn’t say anything else, and he had nothing to say. He left, closing the door behind him, and heard, moments later, the door behind him being locked. He left, walking through the silent, nightly streets of Freeside. Maybe he would really come back. They were in Freeside quite often these days, and the Silver Rush wasn’t that far out of the way, either.
This had been better than nothing, and nothing was precisely what he had left, after what had happened to him at Cottonwood Cove and Bitter Springs. He had hoped for nothing, and as expected, nothing was precisely what he felt.
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Re: Nothing 1/1
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Re: Nothing 1/1
(Anonymous) 2012-02-12 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)YES.
Re: Nothing 1/1
(Anonymous) 2012-07-18 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)thank you!