[He really wishes she'd stop stopping. Honestly, he had been promised sexy nudity and he was really fascinated to what was up next with this zipper.]
Newt, there is absolutely no way I would have sex in Stephanie's bathroom. Her laboratory habits are vile. I cannot imagine what we would have found on her sink countertop.
[Now he's looking up at her, giving her that Look. The Look that says, 'Newt, you are being an utter moron'.]
Yes, please, let me say no to absolutely exquisite sexual pleasure with someone who I adore. Because I have suddenly lost a hundred IQ points since this morning. Come over here, you are driving me mad.
[He looks up at her as he slowly worked the dress up, pulling up it up to free those magnificent breasts.]]
The only reason that I am reluctant to make a first move, is that I do not want you to think the only reason we are together is because I desire you sexually.
[One corner of his mouth crooked, as he gently pushed the dress off.]
If you want me to make a move first, then I shall be happy to oblige you.
[He hooked long fingers into her lacy panties, pulling her forward, so he could press kisses to her bared skin, the curve of her breasts.]
[ She helps to tug off the dress when the zipper ends, letting it fall behind her.
Newt finds it really difficult to look him in the eye right now. She's not often insecure, so when it happens around the person she's closest to... ]
I was starting to think you didn't "desire" me at all. ... Mm.
[ Newt tangles her fingers into his hair with one hand, around his waist with the other.... And promptly forgets that. Fuck that. She wants him naked. She'll fuck him in the doorway if she has to. It'd probably be better to go somewhere they can sit but... Both hands now find their way to pulling his shirt from his trousers. ]
[ So... Her heart. Or near her heart. He totally just kissed her around her heart in some fashion. That was really sweet of him, actually. She melts in an entirely different way before giving a shamelessly high pitched moan.
Totally not a mewl. Fight her on it. ]
Hermann...
[ It's time for those clothes of his to come off. ]
Fuck me. I don't care if you do it right here but please fuck me...
[ Her hands are trying hard to move away from his skin (which is not easy) to get clothes off now. Sooner than now, if possible. ]
[Well, that seemed to be the right thing to say. He would have mentally patted himself on the back except there was the matter of her mewling at him.
Oh yes, he would fight her on that one.]
Florence...
[And it's said with that low rumble that he knows she likes, and he likes giving to her, as he considered their options. Anything he can brace her on and he doesn't have to depend on his leg ...]
[And he seems to be losing layers at a rapid rate, so he had best think fast. Jacket, gone. Vest, gone. Shirt, moving towards gone ...]
Chair? [Chair sex was good. Bracing. Yes. He stood up, giving her the opportunity to work off his pants, dragging her along to the sturdiest chair in their apartment.]
[ AND HER NAME. It's so not fair how he knows exactly what buttons to press to drive her crazy. She doesn't know why she ever thought he didn't want her. If he didn't, he wouldn't have paid enough attention to know that. It's the only time in the world where someone other than her dad can call her Florence.
And--! She doesn't have a whole lot of time to argue about where they're going. ]
You just want a nice view of my tits bouncing.
[ Not that she's really going to argue. Where's the sturdiest chair... Probably that one in the living room? Their study chairs are going to rock or roll too much to really do this. She helps direct him to it and will only stop to indeed work off his pants.
... While looking up at him with wide eyes of anticipation and begging. Hermann, you'd have to be inhuman not to find that at least cute. ]
[Of course he wants her. He wants her even more now with the movement and the stripping and of course now that she's mentioned it ... ]
Well, you do have to admit, they do bounce beautifully.
[He gave her a sly smile, before that look on her face made him groan and kiss her again. Deeply, hungrily, biting down on her lips only to find - well. Now he was naked. God, he was a skinny sot. Strong arms though, from using his cane so much.
He drops himself down, and pulls her on top of him, breathing out her name again.] God, Florence ... come here. Come here right now.
[ Never ever doubt that Florence Geiszler has tons of confidence. She just doesn't feel the need to brag about it until the moment presents itself. Now seemed like a good time. She smiles back at him, both for the compliment and just... being in a good mood.
She gives him a few once overs. Ugh. He's really really sexy. Skinny, of course, but she loves that. That's just how she works. Put her with someone she loves and she'll find every good thing about their body to get off to. He's skinny but it fits him. And those arms. Mmm. Of course she does all this while removing the last of her clothes - shoes and panties. She's too impatient now to let that linger.
She lets out a yell as she's pulled on top, smiling right after. Automatically, she starts to tease his naked cock with her surprisingly already wet pussy. Up and down his length, not letting him penetrate and stimulating herself in the process. ]
[She did have bucketloads of confidence, one of the most attractive features in her list of very attractive features. Along with being a genius, and charming, and funny, and filled with life ...
He really was a total sot for this girl.
Plus she yells in a completely not annoying way, which is always in her favor. Not to mention the way she works her way up and down his cock, making him sigh against her skin. Drawing that smile back in to be kissed, thoroughly.]
... what I want you to do, is slide down on top of me, and let me fuck you. [He murmured in a growl.]
[ Hermann, you don't always know what to say to please her. But when you do, do you ever.
He might be dwelling on all the wonderful parts of her personality but right now her mind is far too focused on lust. All she can think is how perfect his mouth is, how kissable his collar bones are, how great his cock feels against her. ]
Oh, and she's not even close to bothered by that growl.
What if... I want to fuck you?
[ She ask finally slipping herself to let him slowly enter. Even she can't be coy and sexy right now. This is without a doubt one of the most pleasurable parts and she catches herself moaning. ]
[It's a weird talent he has - he can be charming and sexy but only after he's been a complete and total clod.
The way she shifted up into him, the way she's still teasing him, finally does the one thing that nothing else can. It turns his mind off. He literally becomes an idiot when they have sex, and he is perfectly fine with that.
Especially when she says things like that.]
I suppose ... I'd be at your mercy ... Ohgod Florence ...
[He grips her hips as she slides down on him slowly, and he arches his hips a little, so he can sink deeper. So ....goddamned ... perfect.]
[ Probably because anyone who can survive him being a "total clod" deserves him. If you can't handle him at his Lindsey then you don't deserve him at his Beyonce.
It's totally amazing how she can do this. She knows it too. He finally lets go and relaxes. Really relaxes. He lets her do a lot of the work (mostly because she has to) and honestly? Florence enjoys that. A lot. She loves watching him moan because as ugly as he can be, when he's turned on... Those long lashes flutter in the right way. His wide mouth relaxes. He is the only person on the planet with an attractive O face. And she's going to make sure she sees it.
That is, if she can handle finally filling herself with him after a night of thinking of riding his dick. She doesn't hold back the moan as she grips the top of the chair. Louder when he pushes more. ]
Fuck... Oh fuck, Hermann...
[ Doesn't matter how vanilla Hermann likes his sex, it's always entertaining. They make it that way. Starting right now with her lifting her hips just enough to slooowly push them back down. ]
[Well, that is true. Which might be she is the only one who has ever deserved him. He's still not entirely sure what he's done to deserve her.
He felt the slow roll of pleasure moving over his body, and he sighs out quietly, closing his eyes as she moves on top of him. He rolls her up, pressing her down as she presses down. Honestly, the only reason he is vanilla because there is very little he can do.
However, she makes all things seem possible...at least when she's doing things like this to him.]
God .... god...
[He presses his mouth into her neck, kissing softly. Drawing out slow kisses to her bared skin.]
[He smiled against her skin, breathing out sharply at those words. It doesn't matter if it's true or not - she thinks it. She thinks that about him and god it just makes him want her more.
Because she wants him.
So he wrapped his arms around her waist, groaning as he changes that kiss into a bite, and starts rocking her harder.]
[ She yells out a moan and then another as he pushes harder and deeper. Her own hips start trying to meet his faster. Yes, oh fuck yes, anything he can give she's going to take, return, and take again. Normally she's so worried about him and what he wants but she's gone. She's totally gone and lost in him and how good he feels and her skin already feeling like it's on fire. His name spills out with every other thrust or after an oh or oh fuck if she can make her brain string that many words together. One hand does come up to tangle in his hair, keep that mouth on her. She doesn't care how or what you're doing but fuck don't stop. Do not stop. ]
[Well apparently that was the way to go. He noted - harder and faster when she was that wrapped into him was to be used in the future in these encounters because Newt was a particular fan.
So he presses his mouth against her skin, letting her grip him, gripping her in turn and thrusting back faster, seeing if he can find that one perfect spot to just pin her ... yes. Here. He tightens his arm to keep her right there, so he can keep hitting that very sweet spot that makes her tighten all around him.]
[ She's trying very hard to match him, okay? She's trying to give back to him as much as he's giving to her it's just... Fuck he feels amazing. She can't think anymore. Can't do much besides moan and move her hips and pray that he's liking it too because-- Oh god Hermann.
He hits there and it's not going to take her long. She gasps out another moan as she starts going even faster to get herself there. Even for Newt cumming from intercourse is next to like impossible and she wants it, especially now. ]
Herman... Hermann I'm so close...
[ And then any hope of words are gone. Her whole body stills as her cries get louder and louder until finally she's tense and screaming and clenching around him inside and out. She's nothing but shaky moans that she can barely make herself give. ]
[Oh. Oh gracious. That's never happened before. Not that he can't ... it's just ... well there's usually a lot more stimulation first or altogether first to make sure she's well-satisfied. She's never actually come first when they've done this.
Right. Well. He's not going to let surprise jerk him too much - all he does is groan out her name and some sort of sweet nonsense in German before he slams her up and down so he can finish himself off, but it doesn't take much. She's too hot and so tight and gripping him still and .... yes]
[He's fairly sure what he cries out isn't even speech.]
[ Oh he can. He totally can. Newt has exactly zero complaints about their bedroom life okay? They can't do anything too adventurous because of the leg and she's fine with that. This is exactly why porn was created.
But she's especially pleased right now. Every thrust in her bringing him closer draws out her orgasm longer and longer. She dips her head and cries - much more quietly now - every time he does. And she got him to switch to German?? She's going to have to wear that dress more often.
She tries to catch her breath and get feeling back in her hips. ]
[He feels bad about that. That his leg keeps her from being fulfilled in all the rather ... sexual urges she has.
However, this time he seems to have find the right mixture of open lust, shifting her body in the right position and just... well. Good job on the dress, indeed.
He's still coming down, and he has his eyes closed as he murmurs.]
... Just ... found the spot where you tightened the most.
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Newt, there is absolutely no way I would have sex in Stephanie's bathroom. Her laboratory habits are vile. I cannot imagine what we would have found on her sink countertop.
[Now he's looking up at her, giving her that Look. The Look that says, 'Newt, you are being an utter moron'.]
Yes, please, let me say no to absolutely exquisite sexual pleasure with someone who I adore. Because I have suddenly lost a hundred IQ points since this morning. Come over here, you are driving me mad.
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She crosses to him anyway, hands well off the zipper ].
I practically have to beg you every time. I thought maybe
[ She takes his hand to place on the zipper so he can finish ]
If I wore something special I'd finally get you to make a move first.
[ He can find out there's no actual bra. Corset type thingy built right into the dress, which is why it was a little tighter than usual. ]
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The only reason that I am reluctant to make a first move, is that I do not want you to think the only reason we are together is because I desire you sexually.
[One corner of his mouth crooked, as he gently pushed the dress off.]
If you want me to make a move first, then I shall be happy to oblige you.
[He hooked long fingers into her lacy panties, pulling her forward, so he could press kisses to her bared skin, the curve of her breasts.]
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[ She helps to tug off the dress when the zipper ends, letting it fall behind her.
Newt finds it really difficult to look him in the eye right now. She's not often insecure, so when it happens around the person she's closest to... ]
I was starting to think you didn't "desire" me at all. ... Mm.
[ Newt tangles her fingers into his hair with one hand, around his waist with the other.... And promptly forgets that. Fuck that. She wants him naked. She'll fuck him in the doorway if she has to. It'd probably be better to go somewhere they can sit but... Both hands now find their way to pulling his shirt from his trousers. ]
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[He sighed softly, as he let his mouth move over her bare skin, then kissed that spot between her breasts.
Then he looked up at her, dark eyes serious.]
I always want you, and if you want to know how much?
[He pulled her forward, so she was pressed between his legs.]
You merely need to touch me to find out.
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Totally not a mewl. Fight her on it. ]
Hermann...
[ It's time for those clothes of his to come off. ]
Fuck me. I don't care if you do it right here but please fuck me...
[ Her hands are trying hard to move away from his skin (which is not easy) to get clothes off now. Sooner than now, if possible. ]
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Oh yes, he would fight her on that one.]
Florence...
[And it's said with that low rumble that he knows she likes, and he likes giving to her, as he considered their options. Anything he can brace her on and he doesn't have to depend on his leg ...]
[And he seems to be losing layers at a rapid rate, so he had best think fast. Jacket, gone. Vest, gone. Shirt, moving towards gone ...]
Chair? [Chair sex was good. Bracing. Yes. He stood up, giving her the opportunity to work off his pants, dragging her along to the sturdiest chair in their apartment.]
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And--! She doesn't have a whole lot of time to argue about where they're going. ]
You just want a nice view of my tits bouncing.
[ Not that she's really going to argue. Where's the sturdiest chair... Probably that one in the living room? Their study chairs are going to rock or roll too much to really do this. She helps direct him to it and will only stop to indeed work off his pants.
... While looking up at him with wide eyes of anticipation and begging. Hermann, you'd have to be inhuman not to find that at least cute. ]
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Well, you do have to admit, they do bounce beautifully.
[He gave her a sly smile, before that look on her face made him groan and kiss her again. Deeply, hungrily, biting down on her lips only to find - well. Now he was naked. God, he was a skinny sot. Strong arms though, from using his cane so much.
He drops himself down, and pulls her on top of him, breathing out her name again.] God, Florence ... come here. Come here right now.
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[ Never ever doubt that Florence Geiszler has tons of confidence. She just doesn't feel the need to brag about it until the moment presents itself. Now seemed like a good time. She smiles back at him, both for the compliment and just... being in a good mood.
She gives him a few once overs. Ugh. He's really really sexy. Skinny, of course, but she loves that. That's just how she works. Put her with someone she loves and she'll find every good thing about their body to get off to. He's skinny but it fits him. And those arms. Mmm. Of course she does all this while removing the last of her clothes - shoes and panties. She's too impatient now to let that linger.
She lets out a yell as she's pulled on top, smiling right after. Automatically, she starts to tease his naked cock with her surprisingly already wet pussy. Up and down his length, not letting him penetrate and stimulating herself in the process.
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And... what do you want me to do?
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[She did have bucketloads of confidence, one of the most attractive features in her list of very attractive features. Along with being a genius, and charming, and funny, and filled with life ...
He really was a total sot for this girl.
Plus she yells in a completely not annoying way, which is always in her favor. Not to mention the way she works her way up and down his cock, making him sigh against her skin. Drawing that smile back in to be kissed, thoroughly.]
... what I want you to do, is slide down on top of me, and let me fuck you. [He murmured in a growl.]
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He might be dwelling on all the wonderful parts of her personality but right now her mind is far too focused on lust. All she can think is how perfect his mouth is, how kissable his collar bones are, how great his cock feels against her. ]
Oh, and she's not even close to bothered by that growl.
What if... I want to fuck you?
[ She ask finally slipping herself to let him slowly enter. Even she can't be coy and sexy right now. This is without a doubt one of the most pleasurable parts and she catches herself moaning. ]
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The way she shifted up into him, the way she's still teasing him, finally does the one thing that nothing else can. It turns his mind off. He literally becomes an idiot when they have sex, and he is perfectly fine with that.
Especially when she says things like that.]
I suppose ... I'd be at your mercy ... Ohgod Florence ...
[He grips her hips as she slides down on him slowly, and he arches his hips a little, so he can sink deeper. So ....goddamned ... perfect.]
enjoy the mental image of that metaphor btw
It's totally amazing how she can do this. She knows it too. He finally lets go and relaxes. Really relaxes. He lets her do a lot of the work (mostly because she has to) and honestly? Florence enjoys that. A lot. She loves watching him moan because as ugly as he can be, when he's turned on... Those long lashes flutter in the right way. His wide mouth relaxes. He is the only person on the planet with an attractive O face. And she's going to make sure she sees it.
That is, if she can handle finally filling herself with him after a night of thinking of riding his dick. She doesn't hold back the moan as she grips the top of the chair. Louder when he pushes more. ]
Fuck... Oh fuck, Hermann...
[ Doesn't matter how vanilla Hermann likes his sex, it's always entertaining. They make it that way. Starting right now with her lifting her hips just enough to slooowly push them back down. ]
Re: enjoy the mental image of that metaphor btw
He felt the slow roll of pleasure moving over his body, and he sighs out quietly, closing his eyes as she moves on top of him. He rolls her up, pressing her down as she presses down. Honestly, the only reason he is vanilla because there is very little he can do.
However, she makes all things seem possible...at least when she's doing things like this to him.]
God .... god...
[He presses his mouth into her neck, kissing softly. Drawing out slow kisses to her bared skin.]
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She makes herself watch him as long as she can. ]
Fuck, you're so good looking.
[ He'll probably never believe it, but she thinks so. Especially now. Ugh. This is her life and she loves it. ]
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Because she wants him.
So he wrapped his arms around her waist, groaning as he changes that kiss into a bite, and starts rocking her harder.]
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So he presses his mouth against her skin, letting her grip him, gripping her in turn and thrusting back faster, seeing if he can find that one perfect spot to just pin her ... yes. Here. He tightens his arm to keep her right there, so he can keep hitting that very sweet spot that makes her tighten all around him.]
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He hits there and it's not going to take her long. She gasps out another moan as she starts going even faster to get herself there. Even for Newt cumming from intercourse is next to like impossible and she wants it, especially now. ]
Herman... Hermann I'm so close...
[ And then any hope of words are gone. Her whole body stills as her cries get louder and louder until finally she's tense and screaming and clenching around him inside and out. She's nothing but shaky moans that she can barely make herself give. ]
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Right. Well. He's not going to let surprise jerk him too much - all he does is groan out her name and some sort of sweet nonsense in German before he slams her up and down so he can finish himself off, but it doesn't take much. She's too hot and so tight and gripping him still and .... yes]
[He's fairly sure what he cries out isn't even speech.]
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But she's especially pleased right now. Every thrust in her bringing him closer draws out her orgasm longer and longer. She dips her head and cries - much more quietly now - every time he does. And she got him to switch to German?? She's going to have to wear that dress more often.
She tries to catch her breath and get feeling back in her hips. ]
What did you do?!
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However, this time he seems to have find the right mixture of open lust, shifting her body in the right position and just... well. Good job on the dress, indeed.
He's still coming down, and he has his eyes closed as he murmurs.]
... Just ... found the spot where you tightened the most.
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She holds him closer, nuzzling her nose into his hair because it's the closest thing at the moment. ]
I knew you were a natural.
[ And now a soft peck where she had been nuzzling. Time to actually remove herself, but she's finding it rather... difficult. ]
Dude I think you destroyed me.
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Honestly, Newt, the way you over dramatize things...
[Still, there was a pleased little smirk curving the edges of his lips there. He did that, made her all jelly-kneed. All him.]
I can try lifting you, if you wish.
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