Virile Victor
Rating: R
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Steins
Prompt: The First Time or Not the First Time
Notes: For 30 Sexy Fics
Warnings: Imagery, nudity, implied sex.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: A lazy day at the Stein residence.
14: The First Time or Not the First Time
She coiled against him. Held him as well as she could.
Victor was a big man. Janet couldn’t quite get her arms around him, but she did try. He stroked her hair and sighed in his sleep.
She could feel him, quite probably, if he were standing across the room. The strength of his arms, ripple of his muscles. The leg between hers and the soft lips she couldn’t deny. He was a smooth talker, to her, at least. She hadn’t been able to stay away from him then, and she couldn’t now.
He wasn’t hard anymore. His entire body was limp and languid. He kissed her head and she shivered in the draft from the window. He pulled her closer and let his hands slide over her body. She sighed quietly. Almost moaned.
It was one of those days that insisted they stay in. A lazy day that was ending with tangled sheets and whispered promises. Her body responded to his in an unintentional moment and the day was shot.
She shifted against him. Settled her head on his arm and rested her hands on his chest. Brushed a nipple. Shifted again. He stiffened. She blushed.
“Virile Victor, much?” she teased.
He chuckled and kissed her and maneuvered her into position.
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Steins
Prompt: The First Time or Not the First Time
Notes: For 30 Sexy Fics
Warnings: Imagery, nudity, implied sex.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: A lazy day at the Stein residence.
14: The First Time or Not the First Time
She coiled against him. Held him as well as she could.
Victor was a big man. Janet couldn’t quite get her arms around him, but she did try. He stroked her hair and sighed in his sleep.
She could feel him, quite probably, if he were standing across the room. The strength of his arms, ripple of his muscles. The leg between hers and the soft lips she couldn’t deny. He was a smooth talker, to her, at least. She hadn’t been able to stay away from him then, and she couldn’t now.
He wasn’t hard anymore. His entire body was limp and languid. He kissed her head and she shivered in the draft from the window. He pulled her closer and let his hands slide over her body. She sighed quietly. Almost moaned.
It was one of those days that insisted they stay in. A lazy day that was ending with tangled sheets and whispered promises. Her body responded to his in an unintentional moment and the day was shot.
She shifted against him. Settled her head on his arm and rested her hands on his chest. Brushed a nipple. Shifted again. He stiffened. She blushed.
“Virile Victor, much?” she teased.
He chuckled and kissed her and maneuvered her into position.