it's been a while coming

[hunts_treasure]

I trip our footing in a quick, hard movement, turning us so my own back lands hard against tree. I curve up off it, the heat between my legs meeting the length between his and I gasp, once, sharply, and pull his head down, meeting his mouth with mine open and hungry. It's been a while- a long while, come to that, and this is a very good reminder.

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[dreaming_cowboy]

Spike gasps as well, in time with hers, his mouth just as hungry against hers. He thrusts from his hips, a long, smooth motion, just to settle, fingers tightening with the warmth and pleasure spreading through his muscles.

[hunts_treasure]

I use the tree and his shoulder and his opposite hip as a brace, lifting my hips against the settling drive of his own and drag a hand down the line of his torso, grasping him, drawing him closer and then, not that he needs the encouragement, pull him into me with the leg I have cirling over his hip.

I gasp once, my body poised, arched, for a moment, and then slowly lick the line of his mouth.

[dreaming_cowboy]

Spike's mouth opens slightly, just holding there, muscles tense and poised, simply enjoying the moment.

Then he nips at her lower lip, opens his eyes and watches her intently as he begins moving his hips, sharp and hard and sure; his right eye...

...well, he can ignore it, easy; there's better things to focus on, in the heat of the moment.

[hunts_treasure]

Every part of him is long and taught- every- and I gasp breathlessly against his mouth for the first few thrusts before I catch his mouth back, hard and hot and wet, rocking hard against his thrusts. I know when I'm being watched and meet his eyes without hesitation between moments when our lips are crushing together.