Date: 23 September 2005
Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst, Zach Smith
Location: Mandy's flat and her family's home in Northumberland
Status: Private
Summary: Mandy needs to check on the wards around her family's home. Zach comes along for help and company.
Completion: Incomplete.
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It had felt terribly lonely to visit the deserted place in the spring. This time, she was bringing a friend along for company. )
Her hand moved between her legs, her fingers gliding back and forth across her clit, and her fingertips kept hitting his cock as he slid in and out and that was hotter than he'd ever imagined.
It was too fast, too hard, too rough, and he bit her again, unable to slow down because he was already so close he could taste it. Her words made him shake his head and fuck her harder, because he could feel how tight she was around him, getting tighter all the time and her hand sped up as he pushed them both right to the razor edge ( ... )
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"Well... yeah," Zach said, looking down at his hands. "If... that's okay? I want to be your boyfriend. Your anything, really." He glanced up at her. "I'm sorry we've not talked about it. We should have. Something like that... yeah, we should have. You should have known, no question." He pulled her close and hugged her, pressing his face against her hair. "Yes. My girlfriend."
He chuckled at her comments about him and he tossed the bra onto the bed, taking her shirt from her and holding it up, letting her slip her arms inside before lifing it over her head and pulling it down gently. "I think I surpass you in the horny department, love. It's a curse," he said, grinning.
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"You shouldn't be so sure," she said, smirking at him over the neckline of the shirt as it slipped down over her nose and her chin. "Just because you can't actually see my, um, tingly bits dramatically change size that doesn't mean that I'm less horny than you, Smith." With her shirt tugged down, she suddenly launched herself at him, climbing him and hugging him with arms and legs. "And even if it were true, I'd be more inclined to think of your horniness as a blessing than a curse," she whispered as she kissed him. "Honestly."
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"Do I get to haul you around like this the rest of the day?" he asked, kissing her cheek, her neck. "I could get used to this. Like having you wrapped around me."
He paused beside the door and pressed her gently against the wall, catching her lips and giving her a deep, thorough kiss. "You drive me completely insane, you know that?"
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"I'm glad to carry you, but no, I don't want a mark on my forehead. I am enough of a dork without adding to the picture." He kissed her nose. "So you walk down the steps and I'll toss you over my shoulder for the rest of the trip, yeah?"
He groaned softly and ground down against her. "I know it will work. You know, you keep saying things like that and we won't make it out for the tour of the island. I'm having enough trouble controling myself without you giving me more ideas. Not that I wasn't already thinking about it." He kissed her throat, nuzzling against her pulse point and breathing in the soft sweet scent of her skin. "It's just easier to keep cool if I don't think that you're thinking about it too. That makes me lose it every time."
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She tightened her arms around him and moaned when she felt the weight of him against her, the hot brush of his lips over her throat. "You can safely assume that most of the time, my mind's going to the same places as yours. I mean ... unless there's a whole load of really outrageous stuff you never let on about, of course," she said, pausing at that thought and blushing. She sighed and stroked his hair as he nuzzled against her neck. "I guess you'd better set me down then," she said reluctantly. "We'll have most of the day to do as we please. Just hang on to that thought."
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"There could be outrageous stuff," he said, grinning at her blush and kissing her throat. "I could be thinking of strapping you down to the kitchen table and pouring syrup all over your breasts. You never can tell with me." He sighed and sat her down on her feet, gently, and then kissed her mouth. "Yes, we do. And I promise I will."
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"Oh." The small sound came breathed out of her as he sat her down and kissed her softly, as her mind registered what he'd just said and very helpfully processed strapping you down into an image that made her stomach flip, though vaguely glossing over the 'kitchen table' and 'syrup' part. Carefully, she peered up at him. He was watching her with a fond grin. Had he only been teasing, nothing but a throwaway joke, or ( ... )
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The little sound she made was so sweet and he grinned but his smile faltered at the rest of her reaction. "Hey... I'd never do anything you didn't want. You know that, right? I mean, if I wanted something and you didn't, all you'd have to do is say the word. Cause if you don't want what I want... then it loses it's appeal to me as well." He hugged her close and kissed her gently. "So no strapping you to the table, and no syrup. I can come up with something else just as outrageous that you'll like. All right?"
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"I know you'd never try to pressure me into anything. I, I'm not sure if it has appeal," she blurted, hedging as best she could. "I mean ... not exactly the syrup part, or the table even, but. The, the rest? Maybe I-- but you were just saying it as an example, right?" Her face hot, she nuzzled against his neck. She'd never have pressed the point except it was one of the things she sometimes thought about when she touched herself, all soft focus and involving silk scarves and sweet whispers as he moved gently over her restrained body. The way Zach had said it -- strapped down -- it had put it in sharper focus, made it sound like it could be real.
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"So... think on it, yeah? And if you want it too, then I'd fucking love to tie you to the bed and make you come five or six times in a row before I fuck you." He nipped at her lip as her blush deepened. "Good idea? Bad one? What are you thinking?"
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Really, when she thought of it that way, a bit of occasional embarrassment was a very small price that she'd gladly pay.
Still, she kept blushing and squeaking a little as he phrased very bluntly what he'd love to do with her, and her voice was hardly there when she replied because all the air had whooshed out of her lungs on a soft moan. "Uh, um ... good idea. I think. When I feel like I'm about to faint with lust at the idea, that must be good, right? Then you ... you don't think I'm ... ridiculous, or ... depraved for ( ... )
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"Oh yeah. Damn good," he murmured, kissing her ear. "God, no, you're gorgeous and sexy and why didn't you say something sooner? I've thought about it. About tying you down, blindfolding you, strapping your ankles to the bedposts to hold you open as I eat you out until you're so wet, until you've came over and over and you're so sensitive it hurts... oh..." He kissed her as requested, hard, pressing his tongue inside her mouth and holding her tight against him. "You drive me insane," he whispered, licking her lips again. "I love it. Love being with you."
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