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[ she's gasping at the soft bites, shirt open, hands fumbling at the button's of glen's shirt, too. ]

Glen, Glen--

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Hush, Jackie.

[he punctuates this with a harsh nip to the skin above her collarbone, before licking it, almost apologetically.

he helps her unbutton his shirt, too, fumbling a little as well.]

[itwasempty]

[glen sees nothing for a split second - oh god she was so tight and hot and everything he ever wanted - and his hands lock around her wrists.]

You - ah - are you - all right?

[hopewasleft]

[ she finally settles fully on his lap, gasping a little to catch her breath. it's so good. when was the last time she'd wanted a man inside her?

oh, right-- the last time she and glen had fallen in bed together. ]

Yes-- [ she gives him a brilliant, hungry smile. ] God, yes, I'm fine.

[itwasempty]

Good.

[at that, glen tries to catch his breath, and he smiles back. god, he was so, so lucky.

he doesn't want to push it, to rush it, though (even if he wants so badly to pound her raw and call her his and his alone), so he waits for her to start moving.

but he can't help snapping his hips upward, though.]

[hopewasleft]

[ she groans out a laugh, riding his thrust and meeting it, shoving her hips down. she can take a hint, definitely-- she starts moving, leaning over him, hands braced against his chest, as she works herself down on him. slow, at first, breath hitching. ]

[itwasempty]

[glen's fingers are going to leave bruises on her waist at this point, but the way she's moving so slowly is starting to drive him mad.

so he thrusts again, more urgent this time, groaning appreciatively.]

/needs sexier icons >:

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[ she lowers herself against him again, squeezing around him, nails digging into his shoulders. her teeth find his ear. ]

.. Give it to me like you want to, Glen.

...I'd never have imagined that a Jack would need them aaaaa ;3;

[itwasempty]

[oh, that's it. glen's eyes widen, and he drags his nose across her cheek as he finds her mouth again.

he twists, bracing his hands on her waist, so that he's straddling her once again. the friction is unbearable and he laces her hands with his as he starts thrusting in earnest, hovering and panting above her.]

;; i know. jackie's sexier about sex than jack is.

[hopewasleft]

[ she's making short, sharp, hungry little noises with each thrust, and soon gets her legs up around his waist, ankles hooking together behind his back. she's definitely no passive partner, either, moving with him and leaning up to bite at his jaw. ]

....maybe because she isn't as clueless >:

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[glen pants harder with every thrust (closer and closer and he needs more, damn it, she feels so good), and he still has the presence of mind to duck down and find her mouth and make sure that this is a kiss that she won't be able to compare to anything she'll ever have.]