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Waking -- Butch/FLW 3/?
Date: 2012-04-28 11:01 am (UTC)Amy lets out a frustrated noise, works a hand between them to undo her vest. “Move,” she mumbles, pushing lightly at his shoulders, “and help me get this shirt off.” Butch is only too happy to oblige, sliding his hands over her sides, pushes the shirt up over her head and kisses each bit of skin as it's revealed, revels in the fact that she wore no bra beneath the top that day as he sucks a nipple into his mouth. “Fuck.” She arches up against him, threads a hand through his hair (and, fuck, is she ever thankful that he's got no more of that nasty pomade shit he used in the vault). “Just want--” Her words are cut short when Butch bites down on her nipple, words turning into something between a protest and a low moan. “Oh, fuck.”
She practically kicks him off of her in her attempt to get her pants off, and once those pants are gone, he can't help staring. So much skin, all golden and don't think he doesn't spend a good few seconds imagining her sunbathing some place, skin glistening in the sun. A tug at the front of his jeans brings him back, and man, is he ever glad about that – Amy's undoing the button on his jeans, pushing them over his hips, her lips tracing a blazing trail over his skin as she does so.
When they're both finally naked, he sees that predatory look in her eye again, but he still doesn't expect it when she stands and pulls him down to kiss him hard on the mouth, and he expects it even less when she sneaks a hand between them to give him a few long, firm strokes. When he moans into her mouth, it's like it was the cue she was waiting for; she turns them, carefully, and nudges him back until his legs hit the bed and he's forced to sit. She nudges his legs apart, stands between them, drops a kiss at the corner of his mouth. Her runs his hands up her legs, over the curve of her ass, stops to grip her hips for just a moment before he lets one hand continue its path between her legs. Above him, as he slips a single finger into her and marvels at the wetness he finds there, Amy lets out a moan.
Waking -- Butch/FLW 4/4
Date: 2012-04-28 11:02 am (UTC)That's when Amy decides she's had enough of waiting. She braces her hands on Butch's shoulders, moves to let her legs bracket his hips and sinks down on him in one fluid motion, head dropping back, jaw slack. She gives a few experimental shifts of her hips, rolls them and arches her back and cries out. The sensation of being filled is nearly overwhelming, and there's a moment before she manages to set a rhythm where she's not sure if she'll actually last, she's so full. The pace she sets is fast and hard, and, oh god, she doesn't think she's ever felt anything this good. When at last her movements begin to grow erratic, Butch keeps moving, gripping her hips to guide her, and she sneaks a hand between them to rub at her clit. She comes with a long moan, and Butch topples over the edge not long after watching her come undone.
Re: Waking -- Butch/FLW 4/4
Date: 2012-04-30 05:34 pm (UTC)