[ 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.
[ Newt tries really really hard not to treat Hermann like glass. Y'know, worry about him and that sort of thing. What he can't do, he usually makes pretty obvious. But there are times where she has to put her foot down. You can't do that. And that's okay. But you're still not going to hurt yourself. ]
I just really hate this part.
[ The part where you have to finally separate and feel so weirdly empty after the best filling feeling. No, seriously, probably one of if not the best she's ever felt. She groans at it, tugging at his hair without realizing.
Awesome. No one died. Now for the actual getting off him part. Hey look! She can actually stand! Here, have her hand to help you out of the chair. ]
[He gave her a huffed out breath, but allowed her to pull herself off of him. He sighed out, as she moved. He was careful to tie off the condom then (and toss it away, as he gently outstretched his legs.]
...Mmm. I quite agree. That dress is quite, ah, inspiring.
[He took her hand, levering himself to a standing position.]
[ When she stood, she had to reach out to the chair to keep her balance. Okay? Yeah, okay. No falling tonight. She still feels weak from the waist down. But! Now she's totally strong enough to help Hermann to bed. Totally. ]
Even if it gets everyone else looking at me too?
[ Look she really won't if you hate that part that much but c'mon. This was pretty fantastic. She'll start to lead them to the bedroom. They can clean up enough to not end up crusty and gross tomorrow morning. She's got plans to kiss him until they fall asleep. ]
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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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[ Newt tries really really hard not to treat Hermann like glass. Y'know, worry about him and that sort of thing. What he can't do, he usually makes pretty obvious. But there are times where she has to put her foot down. You can't do that. And that's okay. But you're still not going to hurt yourself. ]
I just really hate this part.
[ The part where you have to finally separate and feel so weirdly empty after the best filling feeling. No, seriously, probably one of if not the best she's ever felt. She groans at it, tugging at his hair without realizing.
Awesome. No one died. Now for the actual getting off him part. Hey look! She can actually stand! Here, have her hand to help you out of the chair. ]
I'm going to have to wear that dress more often.
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[He gave her a huffed out breath, but allowed her to pull herself off of him. He sighed out, as she moved. He was careful to tie off the condom then (and toss it away, as he gently outstretched his legs.]
...Mmm. I quite agree. That dress is quite, ah, inspiring.
[He took her hand, levering himself to a standing position.]
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Even if it gets everyone else looking at me too?
[ Look she really won't if you hate that part that much but c'mon. This was pretty fantastic. She'll start to lead them to the bedroom. They can clean up enough to not end up crusty and gross tomorrow morning. She's got plans to kiss him until they fall asleep. ]
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They can look all they want, as long they know that you are coming home with me.
[He hobbled along with her to the bedroom, letting out a snort.]
And that they keep their filthy hands to themselves, but I am sure you will sort that out in short order.