[ continuations ]

[hatingyou]

because yeah

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[ridestherider]

[More or less, anyway -- she's making a small pleased noise and unpinning his hands so she can brace her hands against the floor instead, a little off-balance but perfectly happy to shift against him and slide her tongue across to meet his.]

[hatingyou]

[ sliding one hand up to clutch at her jaw while the other slides down against her waist, fingers curling in her shirt and mouth working a little more feverishly ]

[ridestherider]

[Shuddering and craning into his touch, sliding a hand down to grip at the fabric of his shirt, fingers dragging against the skin under his collar.]

[hatingyou]

[ letting out a slow, staggered breath and arching beneath her, the pads of his fingers running over the skin of her stomach ]

[ridestherider]

[Leaning heavily into the warmth of his fingers and shifting her hips to press down against him as he arches, biting sharply at his bottom lip.]

[hatingyou]

[ groaning quietly and pushes his hand up higher, nails scraping over her ribs as his other hand curls tightly in her hair ]

[ridestherider]

[Lets slip a shuddering gasp, squeezing his sides with her thighs out of reflex and letting her fingernails scrape against his collar.]

[hatingyou]

[ rocking up against her and reaching further to cup her breast, fingers kneading gently against her skin and tugging her lip between his teeth ]

[ridestherider]

[That gets an actual moan, rolling her hips down against him and running a hand up to tangle fingers in his hair, pulling only a little bit.]

[hatingyou]

[ making a soft, pleased noise against her mouth as his thumb brushes over the fabric of her bra for a moment, then sliding his hand around her back to unhook it ]

[ridestherider]

[Letting go long enough to peel her jacket off to make the job easier, not at all willing to pull away but at least coordinated enough to peel it off her arms and try to toss it aside somewhere.]

[hatingyou]

[ sliding his hands down to her hips and gripping tightly, pulling her close against him as he shifts to get enough leverage to flip her onto her back; dipping his head to drag his mouth down the line of her neck and his hand slipping back up under her shirt ]

[ridestherider]

[There's a small, slightly startled sound but as soon as she's on her back she arches up against him, tipping her head back and biting down on her own lip to stifle the noise she makes.]

[hatingyou]

[ biting down on her neck, fingers kneading gently at her breast as he presses closer, letting out a soft sigh against her skin ]

[ridestherider]

[Swearing softly and reaching up to clumsily try to undo some of his shirt buttons, seeking out skin.]

[hatingyou]

[ getting a little impatient himself and settling over her hips, grinding against her ]

[ridestherider]

[He gets a breathless gasp in exchange, hips rocking reflexively against him as he moves and fingernails scraping against his sides as she tries to pull the shirt untucked from his pants.]

[hatingyou]

[ growling as he shifts, one hand reaching down to fumble with his belt and his mouth still working along her neck ]

[ridestherider]

[Lets slip a low moan, shifting under him and arching up so she can press tight against him, leaving only enough space for him to fumble and tangling fingers in his hair.]

Must've been closer to the mark than you thought.

[hatingyou]

[ clearing his throat and biting down, his hips pressing tighter against her ]

I like you more when you don't talk.

[ridestherider]

[Squirming a little, making a conscious effort to keep her voice even.]

Then I suggest you give me a reason not to be able to talk.

[hatingyou]

[ groaning quietly, and leaning in to nip at her lip ]

Use your mouth for better things.

[ridestherider]

[Dipping her head to bite at his pulse, dragging teeth along the skin and rocking her hips up against him.]

[hatingyou]

[ that gets another groan and his nails dragging up her back as he shifts, fingers curling tightly in her hair ]