Rachel/Keith - The Consequences of Flirtation - 3/3 - NC-17
anonymous
February 12 2009, 00:28:35 UTC
Then, in one slow push, she was inside him.
Fuck. Just. Fuck.
Keith more groaned than moaned as deep current of both pleasure and pain ran through him. Rachel laughed huskily, dragging her nails down his back.
"Do you like it?" She thrust hard, just once, hitting him deep inside.
He whimpered.
"Do you?" he could hear the cruel smile in her voice. She moved her hips again, slowly, sliding in and out.
"Yes," he choked.
"Do you want me to keep doing this?" Rachel ran her fingers down his back again, this time gently, no nails.
"Yes," he said, more steadily.
Rachel began rocking back and forth, but only slightly, so Keith could just barely feel the movement inside of him. He clutched the bedspread, trying not to move back against her, afraid she might stop. It was driving him crazy. He let out another whimper.
Rachel stilled.
"Damn it," he hissed.
"What's wrong, Keith?" Rachel ran her fingers down his thigh, "What do you want?"
"I want you."
"You want me what?"
Keith steadied himself, "I want you to fuck me."
Rachel started her slow rock again, dipping deeper this time, "Isn't that what you always wanted?"
Keith moaned.
"Hmm?" She sped up a little, her hands back on his hips, "You didn't want to fuck me?"
Keith gaped, "No, I wanted you to fuck me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, fuck yes."
"You won't forget and try to fuck me later when I'm not expecting it?" Rachel slowed again, causing Keith to moan and buck impatiently.
"No. Goddamn it Rachel, please, just fuck me. I won't mess with you when we're drinking any more. Just, please."
It was so quiet Keith swore he could hear her smile, "Oh, you can flirt with me all you want. You just need to remember who is in charge."
"Okay?" She asked.
"Okay," Keith answered.
Her hands clinging to his hips for leverage, Rachel thrust furiously inside him. He bucked and moaned, matching her pace with his hips.
"Fuck," he had never felt anything so... "Fuck!" Rachel kept rocking harder and harder, hitting deeper and deeper inside of him. He didn't know if he could even take too much more of it.
He almost cried out for her to stop.
Then, Rachel dug her nails into his hips again, leaning back slightly, fucking him as deeply as she could.
That last, deep push tossed him completely over edge. He thought he might collapse, but, he held himself up on his elbows, muttering a string of profanities as he came.
Rachel laughed again, a nicer, less dangerous laugh, and pulled out of him, slowly, gently. Keith fell, sprawling face down on the bed. Quickly divesting herself of the strap-on, Rachel joined him, curling against his back, kissing his shoulders.
"Hi," she said, softly.
"Um, hello," Keith answered, suddenly blushing. He turned so pink, Rachel could see it on his neck.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing." Keith turned to her. "It's just, shit, Rachel, I can't believe--"
Rachel cut him off with her mouth. His eyes widened, but her lips were soft, and he quickly kissed her back.
"So," she said, a few minutes later, "Do you want to fuck me now?"
"Is this a trick question?"
"No," she said. She stretched out on her back, taking one of his hands in hers, "Let me show you."
Re: Rachel/Keith - The Consequences of Flirtation - 3/3 - NC-17
anonymous
February 12 2009, 00:36:23 UTC
insert here, then, a keyboard smash that translates into OMGDEADOFHOT. guh.
can i tell you, though, my favorite part? this, right here: "Hi," she said, softly. that sudden transformation from dom!rachel to sweet, normal rachel -- i repeat, guh.
in conclusion, rachel needs to fuck keith in the ass more often. holy god. <33
Re: Rachel/Keith - The Consequences of Flirtation - 3/3 - NC-17
anonymous
February 12 2009, 01:50:12 UTC
HOLY HELL THIS IS HOT.
(Um, sorry. I'm better now.)
Between this -- It was so quiet Keith swore he could hear her smile -- and Keith *blushing*, this is the sweetest superhot thing I've read in a long, long time.
OP IS DEAD WITH THE HAPPY x_x <3
anonymous
February 12 2009, 15:05:37 UTC
This is utterly fabulous and perfect, thank you sooooo much! Keith and Rachel's voices are perfect, especially Rachel - the perfect mix of "STFU AND DO WHAT I SAY" and adorable cuteness. I love Keith's confusion and quick obedience, so delicous... Oh yeah, blah blah excellent writing, HAWT HAWT PORN. ::ahem::
Fuck.
Just.
Fuck.
Keith more groaned than moaned as deep current of both pleasure and pain ran through him. Rachel laughed huskily, dragging her nails down his back.
"Do you like it?" She thrust hard, just once, hitting him deep inside.
He whimpered.
"Do you?" he could hear the cruel smile in her voice. She moved her hips again, slowly, sliding in and out.
"Yes," he choked.
"Do you want me to keep doing this?" Rachel ran her fingers down his back again, this time gently, no nails.
"Yes," he said, more steadily.
Rachel began rocking back and forth, but only slightly, so Keith could just barely feel the movement inside of him. He clutched the bedspread, trying not to move back against her, afraid she might stop. It was driving him crazy. He let out another whimper.
Rachel stilled.
"Damn it," he hissed.
"What's wrong, Keith?" Rachel ran her fingers down his thigh, "What do you want?"
"I want you."
"You want me what?"
Keith steadied himself, "I want you to fuck me."
Rachel started her slow rock again, dipping deeper this time, "Isn't that what you always wanted?"
Keith moaned.
"Hmm?" She sped up a little, her hands back on his hips, "You didn't want to fuck me?"
Keith gaped, "No, I wanted you to fuck me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, fuck yes."
"You won't forget and try to fuck me later when I'm not expecting it?" Rachel slowed again, causing Keith to moan and buck impatiently.
"No. Goddamn it Rachel, please, just fuck me. I won't mess with you when we're drinking any more. Just, please."
It was so quiet Keith swore he could hear her smile, "Oh, you can flirt with me all you want. You just need to remember who is in charge."
"Okay?" She asked.
"Okay," Keith answered.
Her hands clinging to his hips for leverage, Rachel thrust furiously inside him. He bucked and moaned, matching her pace with his hips.
"Fuck," he had never felt anything so... "Fuck!" Rachel kept rocking harder and harder, hitting deeper and deeper inside of him. He didn't know if he could even take too much more of it.
He almost cried out for her to stop.
Then, Rachel dug her nails into his hips again, leaning back slightly, fucking him as deeply as she could.
That last, deep push tossed him completely over edge. He thought he might collapse, but, he held himself up on his elbows, muttering a string of profanities as he came.
Rachel laughed again, a nicer, less dangerous laugh, and pulled out of him, slowly, gently. Keith fell, sprawling face down on the bed. Quickly divesting herself of the strap-on, Rachel joined him, curling against his back, kissing his shoulders.
"Hi," she said, softly.
"Um, hello," Keith answered, suddenly blushing. He turned so pink, Rachel could see it on his neck.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing." Keith turned to her. "It's just, shit, Rachel, I can't believe--"
Rachel cut him off with her mouth. His eyes widened, but her lips were soft, and he quickly kissed her back.
"So," she said, a few minutes later, "Do you want to fuck me now?"
"Is this a trick question?"
"No," she said. She stretched out on her back, taking one of his hands in hers, "Let me show you."
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can i tell you, though, my favorite part? this, right here: "Hi," she said, softly. that sudden transformation from dom!rachel to sweet, normal rachel -- i repeat, guh.
in conclusion, rachel needs to fuck keith in the ass more often. holy god. <33
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Glad you enjoyed. :D
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*Guh*
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Holy hotness.
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O.o
o.O
O.O
FUCK.
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(Um, sorry. I'm better now.)
Between this -- It was so quiet Keith swore he could hear her smile -- and Keith *blushing*, this is the sweetest superhot thing I've read in a long, long time.
♥ ♥ ♥
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o.O THANK YOU XDDDDDDDDDDDDD
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