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Criminal 3e/?
Date: 2012-07-22 11:43 am (UTC)Her response is weak, barely a whimper, and he adds another finger just to hear that sound again. “More, Sir…”
It feels like an awkward dance—almost: the way he has to move with her to keep her upright. She shakes against him, grinding and thrusting her hips against his fingers with enough vigor to make her pant—the eroticism makes his breathing come heavy as well, his breath stirring the baby-hairs framing her face.
“Just there, almost…!” She gasps just moments before he feels the tight contractions around his fingers, the muscles in her body going taut and her legs shaking until they buckle beneath her.
He grunts at her sudden collapsed weight in his arms, awkwardly using his knee to aid his effort to keep her upright as she begins to shiver, whisper to him, groan in appreciation… it’s all sort of a blur, if he’s honest.
Maybe it’s the final realization of what he’s just done, that this is all permanent and real and… he’s just done it. Herman thinks that the worst of this all is that he wants it again. Oh, God, does he want it again…
It takes him a moment to see her, really see her, and when he does he realizes that she’s cleaning herself off with his undershirt before shimmying back into her cotton panties. Spotlessly white, of course.
Herman watches her, still labored of breath, still exposed with his vault suit opened and his undershorts yanked down his hip.
She’s radiant in her youth, her amber skin flushed in post-coital, her hair haphazardly free from its formerly prim pony-tail, her dark eye-makeup smeared from sweat and emotionless tears.
There is something attractive about this: her—the ruined visage of this star-student; seeing her filthy and disheveled, so unlike her true self, makes a strange swell of breath lift his chest.
He begins to tuck himself back into his armor, struggling with shaking fingers on some of the latches before she’s there in front of him, working with quick flicks of her fingers, strapping him in securely.
And then Kate kisses him, a kiss that makes him nervous, makes his heart thump uncomfortably hard and precise against his ribcage. She tastes of him, bitter and salty, and it disgusts him—yet he still can’t help but grab greedy handfuls of her to pull her closer into the kiss.
She pulls away in a breathless flurry of movement, her lips shining and deeply pink from his vigor. Kate’s got that sparkle in her eye, the one that enraptures him instantly—makes him wonder what she’ll do with him next.
Kate is fast as she snatches her hand out to grasp him between his thighs, wrenching a horrified gasp from Herman as she grips his cock tightly through his vault suit—just firmly enough to rouse him once more after a few strokes.
She burns her devilish eyes into his for a moment before she gives her lips a quick lick, leaning up towards his ear on her very tip toes.
“Give Pepper a big kiss for me, eh Manny?” She whispers, and his heart breaks.
Re: Criminal 3e/?
Date: 2012-07-22 10:46 pm (UTC)MY
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Re: Criminal 3e/?
Date: 2012-07-23 12:00 am (UTC)ASDFGHJKL: *flails*
Re: Criminal 3e/?
Date: 2012-07-23 01:10 am (UTC)Re: Criminal 3e/?
Date: 2012-07-23 09:22 am (UTC)OP
Date: 2012-07-28 10:03 am (UTC)