I am off work until Monday morning (woohoo!) and both of my long projects are in the editing stages (yay, I guess), which means I thought it would be a good time to do prompt snippets
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You Know We're Superstars (2/3)rsadelleDecember 1 2013, 20:14:59 UTC
Jamie squints at him. "You're not going to be a dick about later it if we do, are you?" She's slept with teammates before; there are things you learn to ask about beforehand.
"No," Tyler says. He grins, quick and easy, and she can see his tongue. "You could beat me up."
"Yep." Jamie finishes off her Gatorade. "Okay." She screws the cap onto the empty bottle and puts it down on the floor. "Either Marshall has to go to another room or we do."
"Us," Tyler says. "Way easier to do this in a bed."
They leave Marshall downstairs and go up to Tyler's bedroom. Jamie closes the door behind them, and tries not to laugh when Tyler strips off his shirt.
"What? It's not like we haven't already seen everything." Tyler tweaks the hem of her shirt. "Get naked."
Jamie does laugh then. "If this is your idea of foreplay, your technique needs work." She pulls off her shirt and unhooks her bra.
"Nah," Tyler says. "This is my idea of moving things along. You sitting on my face is my idea of foreplay."
Jamie's breath catches and her fingers fumble with the button of her jeans. All she ever expected from tonight's attempt to get laid was to get herself off while some guy fucked her.
Tyler grins at her and shucks the rest of his clothes before climbing onto the bed, lying down on his back with his head propped up on a pillow. He watches her take off her jeans and panties with a directness that would be unnerving if he hadn't already said he was going to eat her out.
She hesitates for a moment before joining him. She doesn't think much about what she looks like during sex, but she knows what the girls Tyler hooks up looks like, and she was the one who made him make the comparison earlier.
Tyler rolls his eyes. "I see you naked every day. Get up here so I can make you come." He flicks his tongue out. "I'm good at it."
It's enough of a challenge that Jamie gets on the bed and knee walks her way up his body until she's hovering over his face.
Tyler puts his hands on her hips to pull her down. It takes them a couple of seconds to get lined up right, and then Tyler's mouth is on her cunt and his tongue is moving and he was right about being good at it. Jamie rolls her hips because she's so wet and so turned on she can't not move. Tyler gets into it, working his mouth with the movement of her hips, and then everything is wet and sensation and Jamie grabs at the headboard because otherwise she's going to fall over and then this would have to stop.
You Know We're Superstars (3/3)rsadelleDecember 1 2013, 20:15:19 UTC
He makes her come. He makes her come so hard she almost falls over even though she's holding onto the headboard, and he keeps mouthing and licking at her until she makes her legs work enough to get off him.
His face is wet from his nose to his chin and smug all over.
"Told you I was good." Tyler props himself up on an elbow. "You done, or do you want to go again?"
Jamie groans. "I can't feel my legs."
"Up to you." Tyler reaches down and strokes his cock a couple of times, not, Jamie thinks, trying to get himself off as much as just enjoying the way it feels. He doesn't seem to be in as much of a hurry as she would have guessed he would be.
"You'd really," Jamie gestures at his face, "again?"
Tyler copies her gesture, only toward his dick. "You really think I'm not enjoying this?"
His cock is wet at the tip, but not as wet as his face, or her cunt.
Jamie's legs are still shaking, but she swings one of them over Tyler and lowers herself down onto his face. It's more intense this time, even wetter, and Tyler's tongue has to be getting tired. He gets her there again, with nothing more than his mouth on her cunt and his hands on her hips when he wants to move her a little. The second orgasm leaves Jamie's whole body weak, and she all but collapses onto the bed next to Tyler.
She expects him to be more smug about it this time, but instead he just looks turned on, and he has his hand on his dick.
Jamie watches that for a minute before she figures she can at least return the favor, and then she slides down the bed until her face is level with Tyler's cock.
Tyler's hand slows down, and he gives her a look like he can't believe she's doing what it looks like she's doing.
Jamie waits until his hand is down at the base of his cock before she takes the head of it into her mouth. She looks up at him while she sucks, because she knows what her mouth is like and she's had plenty of guys tell her how much they want to see it wrapped around their dicks.
Tyler isn't an exception to that. He keeps his eyes on her face and holds his dick in place while she sucks him off. He's pretty polite about it, not trying to fuck her mouth and telling her when he's about to come, and he's turned on enough that it doesn't take long.
Jamie jerks him off the rest of the way because she doesn't want to swallow and she doesn't want to have to get out of bed to go spit in the sink. There are tissues on Tyler's nightstand that she uses to wipe her hand mostly clean after he comes.
Tyler puts one arm up over his head, leaning on it while he looks at her. "How did that compare to your vibrator?"
That surprises her into a laugh, which makes Tyler grin at her.
"Pretty good." Jamie pats his stomach; she might as well reward him with some love for the abs he's so proud of. "Better than what I thought I was going to get tonight."
All of that smug is back on Tyler's face, and then it breaks into a yawn.
"I'm going to sleep," he says. "You can stay or go home."
Jamie stretches out next to him. "I don't think I can walk."
The smug comes back and stays there maybe even longer than it takes for Tyler to turn out the lights. "I have condoms," Tyler says after a minute, when she thought he was probably halfway to sleeping already. "We should fuck when we wake up."
Jamie's too worn out to do anything about it now, but that causes heat to pool in her belly. "The foreplay better be good."
"You know it will be," Tyler says, his words trailing off as he falls asleep.
Jamie grins into the dark. The night wasn't such a disaster after all.
"No," Tyler says. He grins, quick and easy, and she can see his tongue. "You could beat me up."
"Yep." Jamie finishes off her Gatorade. "Okay." She screws the cap onto the empty bottle and puts it down on the floor. "Either Marshall has to go to another room or we do."
"Us," Tyler says. "Way easier to do this in a bed."
They leave Marshall downstairs and go up to Tyler's bedroom. Jamie closes the door behind them, and tries not to laugh when Tyler strips off his shirt.
"What? It's not like we haven't already seen everything." Tyler tweaks the hem of her shirt. "Get naked."
Jamie does laugh then. "If this is your idea of foreplay, your technique needs work." She pulls off her shirt and unhooks her bra.
"Nah," Tyler says. "This is my idea of moving things along. You sitting on my face is my idea of foreplay."
Jamie's breath catches and her fingers fumble with the button of her jeans. All she ever expected from tonight's attempt to get laid was to get herself off while some guy fucked her.
Tyler grins at her and shucks the rest of his clothes before climbing onto the bed, lying down on his back with his head propped up on a pillow. He watches her take off her jeans and panties with a directness that would be unnerving if he hadn't already said he was going to eat her out.
She hesitates for a moment before joining him. She doesn't think much about what she looks like during sex, but she knows what the girls Tyler hooks up looks like, and she was the one who made him make the comparison earlier.
Tyler rolls his eyes. "I see you naked every day. Get up here so I can make you come." He flicks his tongue out. "I'm good at it."
It's enough of a challenge that Jamie gets on the bed and knee walks her way up his body until she's hovering over his face.
Tyler puts his hands on her hips to pull her down. It takes them a couple of seconds to get lined up right, and then Tyler's mouth is on her cunt and his tongue is moving and he was right about being good at it. Jamie rolls her hips because she's so wet and so turned on she can't not move. Tyler gets into it, working his mouth with the movement of her hips, and then everything is wet and sensation and Jamie grabs at the headboard because otherwise she's going to fall over and then this would have to stop.
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His face is wet from his nose to his chin and smug all over.
"Told you I was good." Tyler props himself up on an elbow. "You done, or do you want to go again?"
Jamie groans. "I can't feel my legs."
"Up to you." Tyler reaches down and strokes his cock a couple of times, not, Jamie thinks, trying to get himself off as much as just enjoying the way it feels. He doesn't seem to be in as much of a hurry as she would have guessed he would be.
"You'd really," Jamie gestures at his face, "again?"
Tyler copies her gesture, only toward his dick. "You really think I'm not enjoying this?"
His cock is wet at the tip, but not as wet as his face, or her cunt.
Jamie's legs are still shaking, but she swings one of them over Tyler and lowers herself down onto his face. It's more intense this time, even wetter, and Tyler's tongue has to be getting tired. He gets her there again, with nothing more than his mouth on her cunt and his hands on her hips when he wants to move her a little. The second orgasm leaves Jamie's whole body weak, and she all but collapses onto the bed next to Tyler.
She expects him to be more smug about it this time, but instead he just looks turned on, and he has his hand on his dick.
Jamie watches that for a minute before she figures she can at least return the favor, and then she slides down the bed until her face is level with Tyler's cock.
Tyler's hand slows down, and he gives her a look like he can't believe she's doing what it looks like she's doing.
Jamie waits until his hand is down at the base of his cock before she takes the head of it into her mouth. She looks up at him while she sucks, because she knows what her mouth is like and she's had plenty of guys tell her how much they want to see it wrapped around their dicks.
Tyler isn't an exception to that. He keeps his eyes on her face and holds his dick in place while she sucks him off. He's pretty polite about it, not trying to fuck her mouth and telling her when he's about to come, and he's turned on enough that it doesn't take long.
Jamie jerks him off the rest of the way because she doesn't want to swallow and she doesn't want to have to get out of bed to go spit in the sink. There are tissues on Tyler's nightstand that she uses to wipe her hand mostly clean after he comes.
Tyler puts one arm up over his head, leaning on it while he looks at her. "How did that compare to your vibrator?"
That surprises her into a laugh, which makes Tyler grin at her.
"Pretty good." Jamie pats his stomach; she might as well reward him with some love for the abs he's so proud of. "Better than what I thought I was going to get tonight."
All of that smug is back on Tyler's face, and then it breaks into a yawn.
"I'm going to sleep," he says. "You can stay or go home."
Jamie stretches out next to him. "I don't think I can walk."
The smug comes back and stays there maybe even longer than it takes for Tyler to turn out the lights. "I have condoms," Tyler says after a minute, when she thought he was probably halfway to sleeping already. "We should fuck when we wake up."
Jamie's too worn out to do anything about it now, but that causes heat to pool in her belly. "The foreplay better be good."
"You know it will be," Tyler says, his words trailing off as he falls asleep.
Jamie grins into the dark. The night wasn't such a disaster after all.
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