They stay like that for a moment, faintly stunned-
“…Are you ever going to-?”
“Two years, Chris.”
“You better come quickly, then…”
-And then move. All at once, a blur of sensation and pure heat that has his hands fisting at her waist and her head tilting forward in a hot laugh and the both of them grunting, grunting so very hard because they can’t hold it back and don’t want to hold it back and fuck that feels good.
Their thrusts speed up, him pushing quickly up into her as she slams swiftly down onto him.
Their thrusts grow jerky, as he buries her face against her shoulder and she rests her sharp chin against his head.
Their thrusts-
And she wasn’t wrong, he will say that.
-Their thrusts pause, as he jerks his hips up in one long, hot movement and finds himself coming ever so hard into her. Closing his eyes and growling and maybe even mouthing her name into her shoulder as he shudders through the last bits of his incredibly swift orgasm.
…He’s still a nice guy, though.
And so keeps thrusting until she finishes: digging her nails in and dramatically tilting her head back and giving a surprising scream that contains no words at all (but does rather make his ears hurt, he’s afraid).
They pause for a moment.
She slowly arches up on her knees again, allows his now soft cock to slip out before thumping down upon his lap.
They pant together for another moment, both sweaty and with his head still buried in her shoulder.
…The front door clicks open, a loud and intrusive sound that lets in an even more loud and intrusive woman, “Tim? Where are you, you helpless waste of space?”
Well-
…Ah. As he draws back to stare at the still entirely naked Chris with incredibly wide eyes.
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UNPROMPTED: One Saturday Afternoon, Female!Chris/Tim, NC-17 [6/6] [Spy]
Date: 2011-10-22 10:30 pm (UTC)“…Are you ever going to-?”
“Two years, Chris.”
“You better come quickly, then…”
-And then move. All at once, a blur of sensation and pure heat that has his hands fisting at her waist and her head tilting forward in a hot laugh and the both of them grunting, grunting so very hard because they can’t hold it back and don’t want to hold it back and fuck that feels good.
Their thrusts speed up, him pushing quickly up into her as she slams swiftly down onto him.
Their thrusts grow jerky, as he buries her face against her shoulder and she rests her sharp chin against his head.
Their thrusts-
And she wasn’t wrong, he will say that.
-Their thrusts pause, as he jerks his hips up in one long, hot movement and finds himself coming ever so hard into her. Closing his eyes and growling and maybe even mouthing her name into her shoulder as he shudders through the last bits of his incredibly swift orgasm.
…He’s still a nice guy, though.
And so keeps thrusting until she finishes: digging her nails in and dramatically tilting her head back and giving a surprising scream that contains no words at all (but does rather make his ears hurt, he’s afraid).
They pause for a moment.
She slowly arches up on her knees again, allows his now soft cock to slip out before thumping down upon his lap.
They pant together for another moment, both sweaty and with his head still buried in her shoulder.
…The front door clicks open, a loud and intrusive sound that lets in an even more loud and intrusive woman, “Tim? Where are you, you helpless waste of space?”
Well-
…Ah. As he draws back to stare at the still entirely naked Chris with incredibly wide eyes.