Lesson Learned (1/4)
Title: Lesson Learned (1/4)
Pairing: Leslie/Ben
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Timeline: Season four - post Bowling for Votes, pre-Operation Ann.
Summary: Written for the kinkmeme prompt: Leslie has a vibrating sex toy inside her during a meeting, while Ben has the remote and keeps teasing her. They end up having crazy sex as soon as the meeting is over.
Notes: I had trouble thinking of a situation where these two nerds would plan to specifically do this at a meeting. So it was an accidental meeting. Also: I cleaned it up a little from my original kinkmeme posting.
Part 2 : Part 3 : Part 4
Ben hits the switch on the remote and Leslie's eyes widen in surprise.
"Yeah?" He asks, quirking an eyebrow at her.
Wow," she answers, eyes widening even further in response to the tingly vibrations she's suddenly feeling in her...lady area. And then, with a small move of Ben's finger buried in his jacket pocket, it stops. And he's positively smirking--like seriously beside himself with self-satisfaction.
She would be annoyed if she wasn't so turned on.
"Okay. Now then. You, m'dear, need to accept that you can't be in control of everything. You can't get too focused on things you can't fix, Leslie. Like obsessing about one guy not liking you at the expense of a whole campaign event. Because we don't want to end up in a situation like that again," he chastises lightly, moving so that his face is next to hers, and while he still looks entirely too cocky for his own good, his eyes are also soft and warm and he kisses her softly.
Then he's doing that thing that drives her crazy--nibbling at her bottom lip just a bit before brushing his tongue against hers.
She swears, if he starts licking her neck in that spot, Leslie knows she's going to loose it. "You're sure this is waterproof, right?"
He pulls back and laughs. "It is. Wet already?"
She nods slowly, not taking her eyes off of him.
"We can stay in here if you want. I'd be happy just playing with--"
"No, no. This is kind of...really sexy, actually," she answers, giggling just a bit.
"Yeah," he agrees. "Right. God, I'm going to make you come and you're not going to know when."
"And we're going to be at our booth at JJ's. Eating waffles."
He nods. "Uh-huh. So you have to be quiet."
She shivers in anticipation. "Okay."
"Can you do that? Even when I do this?" He puts his hand back his pocket and the toy starts a steady buzz inside of her and if she angles her hips just so, the vibrations roll out indirectly to her clitoris as well. She gasps.
Leslie can only imagine how good it will feel when she's sitting down, in a booth across from Ben, and she can grind down and rub her thighs together under the table while she stares at his sexy, cute, smirky face.
It's almost like he's reading her mind. "But you'll need to try and sit still. And not wiggle around. Or moan. You need to be sneaky."
He makes the vibrations stop and she lets out a frustrated groan. But then he's right next to her and whispers, "If you're really good, and I think you've learned your lesson about giving up control...I'll let you come. Maybe even before you finish your waffles."
She moans, then adds, "And then we're going to come back here and make out a lot."
"Yeah," he agrees. "Especially if by make out you mean that we're going to come back here and I'm going to fuck you and make you come again so hard that you forget your name."
"God, I love you, yes--that's exactly what I mean!" She tells him enthusiastically, before opening his bedroom door and walking down the couple of steps and out towards the sunken living room, where she just misses crashing into Chris.
Part 2
Pairing: Leslie/Ben
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Timeline: Season four - post Bowling for Votes, pre-Operation Ann.
Summary: Written for the kinkmeme prompt: Leslie has a vibrating sex toy inside her during a meeting, while Ben has the remote and keeps teasing her. They end up having crazy sex as soon as the meeting is over.
Notes: I had trouble thinking of a situation where these two nerds would plan to specifically do this at a meeting. So it was an accidental meeting. Also: I cleaned it up a little from my original kinkmeme posting.
Part 2 : Part 3 : Part 4
Ben hits the switch on the remote and Leslie's eyes widen in surprise.
"Yeah?" He asks, quirking an eyebrow at her.
Wow," she answers, eyes widening even further in response to the tingly vibrations she's suddenly feeling in her...lady area. And then, with a small move of Ben's finger buried in his jacket pocket, it stops. And he's positively smirking--like seriously beside himself with self-satisfaction.
She would be annoyed if she wasn't so turned on.
"Okay. Now then. You, m'dear, need to accept that you can't be in control of everything. You can't get too focused on things you can't fix, Leslie. Like obsessing about one guy not liking you at the expense of a whole campaign event. Because we don't want to end up in a situation like that again," he chastises lightly, moving so that his face is next to hers, and while he still looks entirely too cocky for his own good, his eyes are also soft and warm and he kisses her softly.
Then he's doing that thing that drives her crazy--nibbling at her bottom lip just a bit before brushing his tongue against hers.
She swears, if he starts licking her neck in that spot, Leslie knows she's going to loose it. "You're sure this is waterproof, right?"
He pulls back and laughs. "It is. Wet already?"
She nods slowly, not taking her eyes off of him.
"We can stay in here if you want. I'd be happy just playing with--"
"No, no. This is kind of...really sexy, actually," she answers, giggling just a bit.
"Yeah," he agrees. "Right. God, I'm going to make you come and you're not going to know when."
"And we're going to be at our booth at JJ's. Eating waffles."
He nods. "Uh-huh. So you have to be quiet."
She shivers in anticipation. "Okay."
"Can you do that? Even when I do this?" He puts his hand back his pocket and the toy starts a steady buzz inside of her and if she angles her hips just so, the vibrations roll out indirectly to her clitoris as well. She gasps.
Leslie can only imagine how good it will feel when she's sitting down, in a booth across from Ben, and she can grind down and rub her thighs together under the table while she stares at his sexy, cute, smirky face.
It's almost like he's reading her mind. "But you'll need to try and sit still. And not wiggle around. Or moan. You need to be sneaky."
He makes the vibrations stop and she lets out a frustrated groan. But then he's right next to her and whispers, "If you're really good, and I think you've learned your lesson about giving up control...I'll let you come. Maybe even before you finish your waffles."
She moans, then adds, "And then we're going to come back here and make out a lot."
"Yeah," he agrees. "Especially if by make out you mean that we're going to come back here and I'm going to fuck you and make you come again so hard that you forget your name."
"God, I love you, yes--that's exactly what I mean!" She tells him enthusiastically, before opening his bedroom door and walking down the couple of steps and out towards the sunken living room, where she just misses crashing into Chris.
Part 2