showering
Title: showering
Author: asphyxiatide/marina.
Rating: nc-17
Pairing: vikki blows/josh franceschi.
Summary: vikki is showering.
Warnings: potty mouth, shower sex, het.
Disclaimer: i'm a compulsive liar, actually. if you got here by googling yourself, run away while you still can. don't own, don't sue.
Dedications: loppydum because it's vikki
Author Notes: wrote this while procrastinating on my fic table lol
Vikki is in the middle of her shower when she feels Josh step in behind her.
His hands go around her waist and pull her back to his chest. Vikki puts her hands on Josh's and smiles, leaning back onto his shoulder.
“Hi,” she murmurs.
“Hey,” Josh says. He slides his hands up over her skin to her tits and Vikki pouts.
“You just wanted to touch my boobs,” she whines.
“Maybe,” he says, squeezing. “Not that you mind.”
“Well how could I complain about having my tits rubbed on?” Vikki asks, looking back at him. Josh tugs at her nipples and her breath hitches.
“If it were anyone but me,” Josh says. Vikki feels him stiffen against the curve of her back and she bites her lip as he continues playing with her tits, rubbing and pinching and when he squeezes she whimpers.
“Josh,” she says softly. Josh smirks.
“What,” he says.
Vikki shrugs his arms off her and she leans over, planting her hands into the wall and arching her back and kind of curving her ass at him. Josh raises his eyebrows.
“Okay,” he says.
Vikki smiles and Josh takes his position behind her, where he knows she wants him, and he holds her hips. He pulls her back onto him and she moans.
“Josh,” she breathes, and Josh just kind of goes.
The water makes everything slick and warm, and Josh puts one of his hands on Vikki's shoulders as he fucks her. She leans into the wall, her tits pressing into the tile. Josh holds his chest to her back and she groans, rocking back at him. He's still moving slowly, and Vikki is not in the mood to be teased right now.
“Harder,” she growls, and Josh whimpers. He moves his hips more sharply, his skin hitting hers with these little snaps because of the water. She moans louder, her hands gripping uselessly at the wall as Josh grabs onto her hair and tugs.
“Hard enough?” he asks, and Vikki shakes her head.
Josh makes this groaning noise low in his throat as he pounds into her harder still, feeling her tighten around his cock. Vikki moans, her jaw falling. Josh keeps getting harder inside her on every few thrusts and she knows that means he's going to cum soon. And when he pulls out, breathless, she automatically turns around and drops onto her knees, letting her tongue fall out of her mouth. Josh wanks for not more than five seconds before he cums, unloading on her face. It hardly enters her mouth but Vikki licks her lips, eager to taste him a bit.
She stands and kisses him, wiping some of his cum on his face. He whines.
“Finish me off,” she whines, and then Josh is the one to get on his knees. Vikki hitches her leg up on the other side of the shower and Josh dives between her legs, lapping mercilessly at her clit. Vikki moans, grabbing tight to his hair. “Fuck, Josh,” she gasps, and he shoves a finger into her and her knee buckles a bit. “Fuck!” she says again, pressing his face against her cunt as he keeps licking her clit, and it doesn't take her more than a minute to cum around his finger, squeezing tight and he sucks on her clit just to finish her off properly.
Josh purrs against her, pulling out his finger and sucking her mess off it. Vikki pants and Josh comes back up to kiss her, licking her lips.
“You're naughty,” he declares, smiling playfully, and he climbs back out of the shower.
Author: asphyxiatide/marina.
Rating: nc-17
Pairing: vikki blows/josh franceschi.
Summary: vikki is showering.
Warnings: potty mouth, shower sex, het.
Disclaimer: i'm a compulsive liar, actually. if you got here by googling yourself, run away while you still can. don't own, don't sue.
Dedications: loppydum because it's vikki
Author Notes: wrote this while procrastinating on my fic table lol
Vikki is in the middle of her shower when she feels Josh step in behind her.
His hands go around her waist and pull her back to his chest. Vikki puts her hands on Josh's and smiles, leaning back onto his shoulder.
“Hi,” she murmurs.
“Hey,” Josh says. He slides his hands up over her skin to her tits and Vikki pouts.
“You just wanted to touch my boobs,” she whines.
“Maybe,” he says, squeezing. “Not that you mind.”
“Well how could I complain about having my tits rubbed on?” Vikki asks, looking back at him. Josh tugs at her nipples and her breath hitches.
“If it were anyone but me,” Josh says. Vikki feels him stiffen against the curve of her back and she bites her lip as he continues playing with her tits, rubbing and pinching and when he squeezes she whimpers.
“Josh,” she says softly. Josh smirks.
“What,” he says.
Vikki shrugs his arms off her and she leans over, planting her hands into the wall and arching her back and kind of curving her ass at him. Josh raises his eyebrows.
“Okay,” he says.
Vikki smiles and Josh takes his position behind her, where he knows she wants him, and he holds her hips. He pulls her back onto him and she moans.
“Josh,” she breathes, and Josh just kind of goes.
The water makes everything slick and warm, and Josh puts one of his hands on Vikki's shoulders as he fucks her. She leans into the wall, her tits pressing into the tile. Josh holds his chest to her back and she groans, rocking back at him. He's still moving slowly, and Vikki is not in the mood to be teased right now.
“Harder,” she growls, and Josh whimpers. He moves his hips more sharply, his skin hitting hers with these little snaps because of the water. She moans louder, her hands gripping uselessly at the wall as Josh grabs onto her hair and tugs.
“Hard enough?” he asks, and Vikki shakes her head.
Josh makes this groaning noise low in his throat as he pounds into her harder still, feeling her tighten around his cock. Vikki moans, her jaw falling. Josh keeps getting harder inside her on every few thrusts and she knows that means he's going to cum soon. And when he pulls out, breathless, she automatically turns around and drops onto her knees, letting her tongue fall out of her mouth. Josh wanks for not more than five seconds before he cums, unloading on her face. It hardly enters her mouth but Vikki licks her lips, eager to taste him a bit.
She stands and kisses him, wiping some of his cum on his face. He whines.
“Finish me off,” she whines, and then Josh is the one to get on his knees. Vikki hitches her leg up on the other side of the shower and Josh dives between her legs, lapping mercilessly at her clit. Vikki moans, grabbing tight to his hair. “Fuck, Josh,” she gasps, and he shoves a finger into her and her knee buckles a bit. “Fuck!” she says again, pressing his face against her cunt as he keeps licking her clit, and it doesn't take her more than a minute to cum around his finger, squeezing tight and he sucks on her clit just to finish her off properly.
Josh purrs against her, pulling out his finger and sucking her mess off it. Vikki pants and Josh comes back up to kiss her, licking her lips.
“You're naughty,” he declares, smiling playfully, and he climbs back out of the shower.