Rainy weather, best spent together - River/John NSFW

[whatdoesithurt]

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She arched her back, and wrapped her legs around his hips. He tasted like heat and smoke and was more intoxicating than the alcohol. She panted struggling for breath meeting the violence of his kiss with her own.This was where John always felt better. His hands were hard at work, getting her as naked as possible before dealing

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[everybodylives]

She leaned back to watch him finish stripping, hands covering her own breasts, fingers plucking at nipples that were damp from whiskey and tounge.

The edge of desperation was familiar, she often felt it as well with him, wished it was something else but knew neither of them capable of more than this heat and friendship and the desperate need to drown.

[whatdoesithurt]

John's mouth slid south, leaving small marks in places that would be covered by clothing later, as though leaving himself reminders of the places that made her wriggle. Then lower, to her belly where he could still taste some whiskey that had escaped his tongue, then lower, holding her thighs apart and sinking to his knees to bury his mouth between her legs.

[everybodylives]

She cried out, hand going tot he back of his head as she arched against his lips, body bowing over the counter. Chilled tile against her back, the heat of his tongue on her flesh.

[whatdoesithurt]

John moaned his approval into her, hands stroking over her thighs. She tasted wonderful and he lapped at her, pushing his tongue up eagerly.

[everybodylives]

She shuddered, body tightening and moaned needing more but knowing he'd just withhold it if she asked.

[whatdoesithurt]

He would, because he was a tease like that. John shifted forward, pressing hard and sealing his lips over her clit to suck. He made obscene, pleased little sounds, eyes fluttering shut.

[everybodylives]

She bucked slightly one leg twisting over his shoulder as her hips canted toward his mouth. It only took a few moments of delicious torture before she shattered, holding him close with her leg and fingers tight in his hair as she climaxed.

[whatdoesithurt]

Oh Christ, he did love it when a woman held him down like that, clamped him between her thighs, pushing up to his mouth. He held her as he licked at her through her orgasm, enjoying the frantic tremble. It was only when she began to melt back against the counter that he rose, her leg still hooked over his shoulder, and pressed at her entrance.

[everybodylives]

She lay back against the counter, boneless and liquid arching with a soft moan as he entered her.

[whatdoesithurt]

"You are beautiful," he said roughly, sliding one hand up her stomach, the other up her thigh, keeping her leg up. John started a smooth pace, working into her slowly, enjoying the way he could see muscle tense under her skin each time he entered her.

[everybodylives]

"You don't have to flatter me," she said panting along with his thrusts, hands closing on the edge of the counter to give her better leverage to meet him with the tilt of her hips.

[whatdoesithurt]

"Not flattering, love," he assured her. His chest heaved as he moved, each gasp for air accompanied by a pleased moan, his dark eyes roaming her body.

[everybodylives]

She moaned, tightening around him as she slid hands over his chest and around his neck.

She pulled herself against him, opening herself more fully to his thrusts as the change pulled her leg over his shoulder wide and kissed him.

[whatdoesithurt]

"Oh fuck," he whimpered as the angle changed and his thrusts deepened. He had to drop one hand to brace himself against the edge of the counter. "God damn, River, yes."

[everybodylives]

She chuckled and nipped at his lip deepening the kiss.

"Harder."

[whatdoesithurt]

He obeyed quite willingly, his hips snapping in against hers, driving himself deep each him.