Fiction: Immovable Object, Irresistible Force
Name: Immovable Object, Irresistible Force
Rating: 15
Warning: Sex and language (The good stuff!)
Note: Written for the kink meme and instantly jossed :)
Daphne crashes to a halt, momentarily, before the inertia flips her over onto her back.
“Okay, ow!” she complains. “What just happened?”
He leans over her and holds out his hand. “Sorry about that Ms Millbrook. I was never good at physics. I guess that’s why cars don’t stop on dimes.”
“You again.” Daphne lets him pull to her feet. “What is it with all you heroic types chasing me around?”
“Not enough female heroic types for us to chase I guess,” Matt says, tucking his hands into his pockets. “Who else has been chasing you?”
“Hiro Nakamura,” she says with a shrug. “Which, seriously? Would be like screwing a puppy.” She looks Matt over slowly and smiles. “I guess my luck is changing. Well that’s like flattering and all but I gotta run.” She jogs a few steps and comes to a halt. “Okay, this again. Is that guy around?”
“Guy?” Matt echoes. He tilts his head. “Oh, him. No, he’s not around.”
Daphne narrows her eyes. “Mind reader huh?”
“Afraid so,” Matt agrees, walking closer.
She plants her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes at him. “You can do your thing but I can’t do mine?”
“Ms Millbrook, I just want to talk to you,” Matt says spreading his hands out.
“You’re during this?” Daphne swaggers over to him and pokes him in the chest. “You messing with my head Professor X?”
“You’re a very difficult person to get a hold of,” Matt says apologetically.
“Is that what you want?” She gets right up close and smiles at him. “To get a hold of me?”
“Um… well…”
“You gonna play shy with me?” she brushes a speck of lint off his T-shirt. “Is that your thing?” She smiles up at him. “I gotta tell you I like that in a man. But the talking… not so much.”
Matt opens and closes his mouth. “I… uh…”
“See? Talking is overrated.” She smiles at him sweetly and slips her hand into his groin. “We totally don’t need it. You’re a big guy right?” She puts her arms around his neck and jumps up. Matt catches her automatically. “You feel big. Wanna show me?”
“Definitely.” Matt carries her over to the desk and lies her down.
She wends her fingers into his hair as he tries to back away. “Nah uh, Professor. I got you now.” She tugs him closer.
Matt fumbles with his trousers and then yanks down her leggings.
“Looking good,” Daphne grins as he leans over her. “You gonna fuck me hard?”
“You know what I’d like?” Matt asks, entering her slowly.
Her fingers tighten in his hair. “What’s that?”
“A little quiet.” Matt covers her mouth with his hand. “Shush.”
She grins at him, licks the hand covering his mouth, and arches her back as he slams into her.
Rating: 15
Warning: Sex and language (The good stuff!)
Note: Written for the kink meme and instantly jossed :)
Daphne crashes to a halt, momentarily, before the inertia flips her over onto her back.
“Okay, ow!” she complains. “What just happened?”
He leans over her and holds out his hand. “Sorry about that Ms Millbrook. I was never good at physics. I guess that’s why cars don’t stop on dimes.”
“You again.” Daphne lets him pull to her feet. “What is it with all you heroic types chasing me around?”
“Not enough female heroic types for us to chase I guess,” Matt says, tucking his hands into his pockets. “Who else has been chasing you?”
“Hiro Nakamura,” she says with a shrug. “Which, seriously? Would be like screwing a puppy.” She looks Matt over slowly and smiles. “I guess my luck is changing. Well that’s like flattering and all but I gotta run.” She jogs a few steps and comes to a halt. “Okay, this again. Is that guy around?”
“Guy?” Matt echoes. He tilts his head. “Oh, him. No, he’s not around.”
Daphne narrows her eyes. “Mind reader huh?”
“Afraid so,” Matt agrees, walking closer.
She plants her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes at him. “You can do your thing but I can’t do mine?”
“Ms Millbrook, I just want to talk to you,” Matt says spreading his hands out.
“You’re during this?” Daphne swaggers over to him and pokes him in the chest. “You messing with my head Professor X?”
“You’re a very difficult person to get a hold of,” Matt says apologetically.
“Is that what you want?” She gets right up close and smiles at him. “To get a hold of me?”
“Um… well…”
“You gonna play shy with me?” she brushes a speck of lint off his T-shirt. “Is that your thing?” She smiles up at him. “I gotta tell you I like that in a man. But the talking… not so much.”
Matt opens and closes his mouth. “I… uh…”
“See? Talking is overrated.” She smiles at him sweetly and slips her hand into his groin. “We totally don’t need it. You’re a big guy right?” She puts her arms around his neck and jumps up. Matt catches her automatically. “You feel big. Wanna show me?”
“Definitely.” Matt carries her over to the desk and lies her down.
She wends her fingers into his hair as he tries to back away. “Nah uh, Professor. I got you now.” She tugs him closer.
Matt fumbles with his trousers and then yanks down her leggings.
“Looking good,” Daphne grins as he leans over her. “You gonna fuck me hard?”
“You know what I’d like?” Matt asks, entering her slowly.
Her fingers tighten in his hair. “What’s that?”
“A little quiet.” Matt covers her mouth with his hand. “Shush.”
She grins at him, licks the hand covering his mouth, and arches her back as he slams into her.