Sep 15, 2015 21:01
fandom: teen wolf,
huzzah,
fandom: blood ties,
fandom: dcu,
fandom: mcu,
fandom: person of interest,
fandom: 00q,
fandom: merlin,
all the fests all of the time,
fandom: x-men,
fandom: jericho,
fandom: the man from u.n.c.l.e,
lip service commentfest
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"What -" Tim starts, but Jay's already on the roof ledge, and if he stands just right he can see up her skirt.
"You ran out of time," Jay teases, and then she's gone, shooting out her line and flying.
The breeze dries the sweat on Tim's face.
*
Jay doesn't give a shit about school. Bruce knows it, Tim knows it, everyone knows it, but Tim's been sitting in the study with her for hours waiting for her to finish her homework, and then finish studying -
"Jay," Tim says. Jay's sucking on the end of her pen, getting sparkly lipgloss all over the cap while she pretends to read about Ancient Rome or whatever. Jay doesn't need to study. She knows all of this.
"Hm?" Jay asks. She has both her feet in Tim's lap, and she can feel how hard he is, and when Tim bent down to grab a book she dropped earlier she opened her legs for him and he could smell her.
"Are you," Tim starts. "I mean, do you think you'll be done soon? Only -"
Tim's tried to leave. But every time he brings up going downstairs to do some training, or whatever, Jay just bats her eyelashes at him, licks her pretty lips and says, "No, don't. I might need you."
"Tim," Jay says. She takes her feet out of his lap, gets up and then plops down in front of him on the table. "Did you want something?"
Tim stares up at her. "Jesus, Jay, I want you. You know that."
"Uh-huh," Jay says. She plays with his hair, says, "But I can see the wheels turning in that big brain of yours. You want something specific."
"Anything," Tim says. "Just -"
Jay rolls her eyes, hops back off the table and says, "Time's up. Gotta go."
Tim stares after her, watches her make two, three steps toward the door and then he gets up and follows her, grabs her around the wrist. He's finally a little taller than her, enough that she has to look up, anyway.
"Jay," Tim says. He gets right down on his knees, like he can't even wait that long. He cups her sides, running his hands down the denim of her skirt, then under. "I want - need to eat you out. Just - I've been dying for it, Jay. I need to know what you taste like, need -" He licks his lips. "Jay, please let me. Please?"
Jay's quiet for a minute, rocking back and forth on her heels and then she grins and says, "'kay."
He almost does it right there, but instead he scoops her up and brings her back over to the table, shoves her books aside and pushes her skirt up. She's not wearing panties; pretty much never is, unless she's on patrol, and that just makes it even easier for Tim to bury his face between her thighs and breathe.
Tim takes his time. He should move fast; anyone could walk in here, but Tim doesn't care. He licks her open, spending ages just learning the taste of her, sweet and perfect. Jay squirms against him, tries to push herself into him, but Tim holds her still as he sucks on her clit.
"God, Tim," Jay whines, gripping the sides of the table, then Tim's hair, pushing back against his hands on her thighs.
She's so wet for him, must've been for hours, and Tim gets covered in her juices, feels them dripping down his chin as he fucks in further and further with his tongue. Then he moves up again, swirls his tongue around her clit and asks, "How many times do you think I can make you come?"
She screams for him the first time, moves the whole table fucking her face against his mouth. The second, she squeezes him so hard with his thighs he's sure to have oddly place bruises. The third - hair sticking to her face with sweat, the lipgloss bitten off her lip - she whimpers and drops back against the table like she just can't take any more.
Afterward, she drags him onto the table and kisses him, licking up the taste of herself. She reaches down for his jeans and then stops, giggles. "You could've told me," she says. "I'm not selfish."
Tim pulls back enough to raise an eyebrow at her. "Well," Jay amends, "I'm not that selfish."
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Tim pulls back enough to raise an eyebrow at her. "Well," Jay amends, "I'm not that selfish."
GOD I love them. :D Thank you, bb this was perfect.
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YES VERY MUCH
Oh my god, this was incredible! Thank you for this brilliant fill! <3
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