Nicodemus Terrace: Monday after Callahan's [NWS]

[mslanalang]

Rodney couldn't keep his hands off her as Lana searched for her keys. He pushed her up against the wall and kissed her deeply, till she struggled away

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[mslanalang]

She couldn't catch her breath, didn't really want to, didn't want to do anything but feel. She moaned as he thrust into her, pulled at his hands trying to get free to touch him again, but knew she enjoyed being held like that.

[drrmckay]

Feeling her half-hearted attempt to move, and noticing she doesn't seem to be arguing about it, he tightened his grip on her hands, thrusting faster and - oh, god - harder. "Do I have to tie you down?"

[mslanalang]

Lana moaned. "You can do anything you want. Just don't stop." She arched into him, wrapping a leg around his waist to pull him closer.

[drrmckay]

"Not stopping," he ground out. "Couldn't stop if I wanted to, but most definitely not stopping." His teeth scraped over her neck as he continued to thrust.

[mslanalang]

She shuddered under him as his teeth scraped against her neck. She could feel herself ready to go over the edge and pushed herself into him even further. "Kiss me," she said. "Please."

[drrmckay]

Mouth devouring hers, his tongue thrust into her mouth, a counterpoint to the thrusts of his body. soclosegodsoclose He set an almost bruising pace, only a vague feeling in the very back of his head hoping that she didn't break.

[mslanalang]

She couldn't control the sounds she was making as she got closer and closer to orgasm. She kissed him back with an edge just this side of violence and this time pulled one of her hands away to be able to touch him, leaving the other in his firm grip.

[drrmckay]

Hand tightening in hers, he brings his free hand to wrap tightly in her hair. His voice is one long, not-so-steady moan that her mouth captures. Faster, so faster, he's almost dizzy.

[mslanalang]

"Rodney, Rodney, Rodney..." Her voice trailed off into a whimper. She arched up into him, urging him on, striving... "I need... need you."

[drrmckay]

"God, so close. More." Thrust. "I'm a greedy, greedy man." Thrust.

[mslanalang]

Lana cried out as his thrusts drove her over the edge. She clung to him desperately with her free hand as she climaxed, scratching and trying to drag him even closer to her.

[drrmckay]

He bit her neck, hard, in retaliation, the nails on his back spurring him to thrust that much harder, until he thought that she really would break. It seemed like hours later, but was, in reality, only a few moments later when he followed her in climax, breaking away from her neck with a hoarse, wordless cry.

[mslanalang]

She held onto him, panting. One hand still twined in his over their heads, the other stroked gently down his back, keeping him close.

She kissed his neck gently, then just rested her head against him.

[drrmckay]

"I should move," he said lazily. "At least throw this thing out," he said, with a little wriggle to let her know he meant the condom. "Let you get up. But that would mean movement."

[mslanalang]

"Don't move," she said into his neck. "Not yet. I like the feel of your weight on me."

[drrmckay]

"Mmm," he murmured. "Not moving sounds like a very good idea. Mmm. Dizzy."