RP: Who'd have thought?

[shh_justin]

Date: Backdated to December 5, 2004
Character(s): Millicent and Justin
Location: Justin's Flat
Status: Private
Summary: It's never fun to drink alone.
Completion: Complete

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[shh_justin]

He groaned into her mouth, thrusting harder and faster as he felt her nails in his back. God, it had been too long. His tongue met hers as he kissed her. His thrusts soon grew erratic, and he paused every few to grind his hips into hers before shifting slightly to change the angle, brushing against her clit as he moved in and out of her.

[shh_millicent]

A deep moan escaped her as Justin brushed against her clit. For every movement he made, Millicent arched into his thrusts, wanting more of him - wanting all of him. Her breath was coming in shallow pants and she couldn't think anymore, but she didn't care, the feeling of having Justin inside her like this too overwhelming for her to think of anything else than holding on.

[shh_justin]

"Let go, love," he murmured, his breath warm on her neck. He was close, could feel it building up inside him, but he was trying to hold out. He wanted to make sure she found her release as well, and didn't want to bugger it up by coming too soon. He drew her earlobe between his teeth, before trailing kisses down her neck and nipping and sucking as a spot on her shoulder.

[shh_millicent]

Love?

The word alone made her catch her breath and she held on tight, letting her head fall backwards onto the pillows as Justin kissed and licked her neck. She was close, so very close and the feeling of Justin thrusting inside her, the feeling of his mouth on her skin...

She came with a strangled cry, biting her lip to keep from calling out his name, her body shaking with the power or her orgasm.

[shh_justin]

Justin lifted his head to look at the mark he'd left with a rather satisfied smile. And then he felt her clench around him and it was all too much- he finally let himself go and came, calling out her name. His forehead dropped to her shoulder as he tensed, and it was a few moments before he was able to move to her side, keeping an arm around her waist.

[shh_millicent]

Millicent's mind was raising. He'd called her name. No man had ever done that before. She'd been with men who'd called out other women's names, but no one had ever called out hers.

He was still holding her, cuddling up next to her as if he wanted her to stay. Confused she realised that she felt...happy. It wasn't a feeling she was used to.

[shh_justin]

"I left a mark," he said softly, once he'd found his voice. His breathing was still a bit ragged and he left his arm around her.

"Stay tonight?" he asked, lifting his head to look at her. "Please?"

[shh_millicent]

The shock made her gasp as she turned her head to look at him. He wanted her to stay? And he bothered to ask for her wishes? It wasn't as if she'd never spent the night with a man before, but never like this. Not with one who asked, who was so sweet and gentle, who called her love.

She nodded without thinking, wanting desperately to please him as well as to stay. She felt safe in his arms, safe and liked and loved.

The feeling was quite overwhelming.

[shh_justin]

He frowned, slightly confused when she gasped, but quickly relaxed when she nodded. "Oh, good," he murmured. He scooted just a tiny bit closer, tangling their legs together.

"Are you sleepy? Or still thirsty? We never finished our drinks..." Not that he cared, really, because he rather liked what had happened instead. "Just...Let me know if you need anything."

[shh_millicent]

Need anything? Other than this? No, there wasn't a single thing she could think of.

Allowing herself to wrapped up in Justin's arms, she sighed in contentment, willing herself not to cry from the power of the emotions running through her body. He liked her enough to want her to stay. To care about what she needed. He'd called her name. He called her love.

[shh_justin]

She didn't say anything, so Justin guessed she was alright. His lips curved into a faint smile as he leaned over to brush his lips against hers again.

He hadn't had anything like this in a while, and that tiny voice of reason was asking what he was going to do come morning. He wasn't one for one-night stands, really, and a part of him rather wished that this was more than just one night.

[shh_millicent]

The kiss was so soft as Justin's lips brushed her own and Millicent moaned softly into his mouth as she felt her stomach flutter. Running her tongue over his bottom lip she asked him for much more than just to let her into his mouth.

[shh_justin]

His mouth opened to deepen the kiss. A warm heat settled in his belly as the hold on her waist tightened slightly- not enough to be painful, but enough to indicate that he didn't want her going anywhere just yet.

"What is it you want, love?" he asked between kisses. "Tell me.." It wasn't a demand so much as a plea.

[shh_millicent]

There was that word again - love. Her heart did a somersault in her chest even as the soft gasp left her lips. She wanted him. To be with him, stay with him and not break the kiss. More than she could remember wanting anyone before, she wanted him.

She didn't dare to say that though. They'd just met, she reminded herself.

'This,' she mumbled into his mouth. 'You,' she added, the word slipping out of her mouth even as she tried to stop it.

[shh_justin]

Ah, well, now that he could do. He smiled against her lips and shifted a little beside her, cocking his head to make the angle better to kiss. His hand began moving, his fingers trailing light patterns along her skin.

[shh_millicent]

It was easy to get lost in this, to focus on the kisses and the touches and forget there was a world outside this bed. It was easy and oh so tempting, and Millicent let herself go, moaning softly as Justin's fingers lit fires on her skin. Her hand trailed up his back, her fingers memorising every dip and rise when his muscles moved.