thisavrou_log | june intro log overflow

[ It's an excellent thing, and it is with great approval that she runs her fingers through his hair and smiles down at him. Damn, he looks too good like that. ]

If that is supposed to make me think it sounds less fun it's really not working.

[ He kisses down her navel then across to her hipbone, parting his mouth to dig his teeth lightly into the skin there. His hands round her thighs from behind, fingertips lightly brushing between her legs, a teasing touch as he slides them farther down to the back of her knees. ]

You know dressing rooms still count as a public place, right?

[ Damn, that thought shouldn't be turning him on as much as it is. ]

[ At least he's not alone? Because it is seriously turning her on too, as is everything else he's doing at the moment.

She gasps when she feels the slight pressure of his teeth, her hips swaying a little as if to prevent that teasing touch of his fingers from straying away from between her legs. ]

I guess we'd have to be very quiet.

[ His lips curve when her hips sway in search of his touch, but he doesn't give in. His hands still just around her knees, stilling there for a few seconds before finally he tugs lightly, as if asking her to part her legs a little more for him. ]

Well, I can be very quiet. [ Not sure about her, though... ]

[ She is only too willing to do as she's asked, and adjusts her stance a bit so that her legs are spread wider. ]

Are you saying I can't?

[ Excuse you, she can be very quiet if she has to. ]

[ He shifts on his knees so he's a little closer to her, his body leaning forward and his head tipping just enough that his lips can brush along the hairs between her legs. Teasingly still, he doesn't offer more relief or pleasure than that just yet.

His breath is hot against her when he speaks again. ]

I'm saying... we'll have to wait and see.

[ So maybe he's challenging her a little there. ]

Fair enough.

[ Challenge accepted, good sir. ]

[ Oh you're on, lady. This'll be fun.

But no more talk for now. They've been building up to this moment for far too long, and even Bruce's patience and self-restraint has a limit. Right now, he's done holding back, he's done waiting, he just wants to give himself to this as much as she does. Or as much as he can, anyway.

Mouth parting wider, his tongue darts out, tracing along her flesh and dipping past her folds, sighing softly at the taste. ]

[ She too lets out a long, shuddering sigh, eyes closing as she bites her lip hard not to moan already.

He will win this challenge for sure since she has no intention of actually staying quiet through this, but she can at least make a little bit of an effort. ]

[ For what it's worth, the whole staying quiet thing is more for when they go on that lingerie shopping spree, but now's as good time as any to get some practice in. However, Bruce fully intends to make her lose this particular challenge right now, sooner or later.

He licks along her slit a few times, pressing his tongue against her as much as he can in his position, his sounds of pleasure and frustration both when there's only so much he can do like this. Eventually he draws away, with one long lap that slows down as he reaches her clit. ]

Sit on the bed.

[ In the past she hasn't really been in the habit of being loud during sex, but Bruce sure has figured out a whole lot of ways to change that particular thing about her. The man is just too damn good at what he does, that's the problem.

Or well, it would be a problem if it wasn't perfect.

He isn't the only one getting equally turned on and frustrated by his limits, and the speed at which she moves to the bed is just shy of being an actual jog.

She sits down on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide, crooking her finger at him in a cheesy "come hither" gesture. ]

[ Bruce watches her practically jog to the bed, as turned on as he is amused when she sits down and spreads her legs for him. He doesn't even need to be beckoned closer, he's already crawling over to where she is, hands settled on her knees as soon as he's close enough to touch her.

Tipping his head up, he kisses her lightly again, lips immediately trailing down her torso. The journey's far quicker than before, and soon he's hooking his arms underneath her legs, lifting them up just so and urging her to lie back, knees hooked over his shoulders as his mouth finds its way to between her legs, peppering the skin of her inner thighs with kisses. ]

[ She is only too happy to lie back as urged, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back as she luxuriates in the delicious attention he is giving her nether regions. ]

The crawling was a nice touch.

[ He chuckles against her skin, mouth parting and teeth nipping lightly at the warm flesh. His hands slide up her sides, as far up as he can manage in his position. ]

Saw no point in getting up only to go back down.

You made it look good.

[ She puts her hands on top of his, lacing their fingers together for a moment, gasping and wriggling a little when his teeth tickle her. ]

Glad you enjoyed it.

[ His voice is barely a mutter as he tips his head and his mouth trails lower, lips brushing up along her slit and over her hairs, tongue darting out to dip past her folds and taste her. ]

[ She doesn't bother with responding with words, since her enjoyment should be obvious enough in the way her hips lift a little to meet the touch of his tongue, and the way her hands clench around the sheets. ]

[ Her enjoyment's more than obvious, and Bruce doesn't waste any time in answering accordingly. He's too impatient right now anyway, unusually so, and he presses his mouth more fully against her, tongue lapping along her slit as one hand moves to between her legs too and a finger prods at her open, pushing inside. ]

[ She always loves it when he does time, but she feels an extra thrill of excitement this time. ]

I love knowing what you're preparing me for.

[ He hums a little breathlessly against her, finger pushing deeper inside, beginning to move in and out of her at a slow pace. His head pulls back just barely, the tip of his tongue still flicking insistently over her clit, teasing her until finally he drops that contact. For long enough to talk, anyway. ]

God Trish, you'll make me come in my pants just talking like that.

[ The noise she makes when his tongue leaves her clit is almost a whine, her hips lifting to chase that teasing touch. ]

We should try that some time.

[ Not now though, god not now.

Her breathing is shallow and rapid, her skin tingling with anticipation, trying to predict what he will do next and failing utterly. ]

But not now, right?

[ He voices her thoughts unknowingly, his other hand sliding down to between her legs too, both index fingers spreading her folds apart, then dipping into her open. Carefully he stretches it open a little wider, then tips his head down, tongue prodding at the hole and pushing inside, giving a few shallow dips before stopping again. ]

You taste so good.

Oh, fuck.

[ Her back arches, lifting her partly off the bed as she shudders with frustration and need.

He is far too good at teasing her. ]

[ He resumes the ministrations quickly enough, pushing his tongue deeper inside her with each thrust, though he keeps the pace slow, taking every bit of her taste as he can manage. His fingers stretch her muscles wider than his tongue can, and the mere thought, knowing he'll be replacing that touch with his cock soon enough, makes him moan against her, his own knees shifting wider apart as he tries (and fails) to soothe the discomfort of his increasingly tighter shorts. ]

[ She reaches down with a hand to stroke her clit with insistent circles, her moans rising in both pitch and volume the longer he keeps going. ]

Bruce, I'm going to come, oh God I'm going to come!

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