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[She hits his arm with the back of her hand, giving him a yell of protest and a laugh.] Don't you dare! Just-- damn you.

[Sasha starts to sit up, her mind set on at least a granola bar or something.] You're not helping, Tim. Either continue or get me something quick and then continue? Please.

[He leans forward to kiss her as she sits up.] Quick... quick... Yeah! I got it. [He moves to get off the bed.] Don't you dare go anywhere. [He jokes, knowing she wasn't going anywhere.] Unless it's into my tub. I'll be right back.

[He nearly runs back to the kitchen. She'll hear him banging around out there for a couple minutes before he comes rushing back. Bread that can only be charitably called toast on a plate. He got impatient waiting for them to toast so he may have taken the pieces out a bit early to smother them with jam.] How's this?

[She adores that moment, watching the play of emotions across his face, the way his body moves with a reckless abandon, to reach that exact moment of heightened emotions. Her fingers curl harder, his wild thrusts pounding him into her, rocking her body beneath him. She hisses softly as he tenses, eases, his weight still hard on her, the warmth of his breath tickling her skin.

She hums when he starts to move again, and she shifts, getting him to hit just so.]

A little more... [Her voice is hitched as her nails dig in harder against his ass, hips rolling to work up against him. Her heart hammers against her chest as she gives another tug in his hair.]

[It's ridiculous, and more jam than toast, but it's something. He tried.
Sasha sits up a bit more, taking the plate from him with a half-resigned smile.]

This is okay. Thank you, Tim.

[At least it's good jam. She takes a bite as her stomach growls in that 'if you don't fucking feed me, I'm going to attack you' sort of way. Sasha makes quick work of her lightly-toasted toast and jam, sucking a spot off of her thumb as she hands the plate back. At least she can make it to dinner, now. She thinks.]

I think this just means we're going to have to order in late, hm?

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DUPLICITY CITATION No. 823792
Violation: Encouraging and supporting dissent, in direct defiance of government laws
Fine: Shuttering of business + People Zoo
Payments must be received within 30 calendar days, or debts will be handed over to the Remittance Facility.

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[A panting mess, Tim nods his head against her. Too tired and riding his high to properly form words. He wasn't about to leave a partner unsatisfied. With a grunt he pushes himself to continue with his rocking motion. Kissing her along her jawline as he moves.

He starts off a bit slowly. Trying to push himself in deeper. Rubbing and testing her limits. To see what might get the best response from her.] Faster? [He asks once he thinks he's found the right spot.]

[While she makes quick work of her toast, Tim makes quick work getting back to where they left off. His hand rubbing up and down her leg as he waits for her to eat. Even kissing her shoulder as she chews.] Order late, or early in the morning. [His voice taking on a very husky tone.]

[The plate is handed over, Sasha thinking that she might be able to get used to shoulder kisses and leg massages from time to time.]

Let's aim for late. That's just being mindful of your submissive's needs. [She grins. Sorry, Tim. She's learning.]

[Her fingers dig harder, and judging by the noise that he gets from her, he has found the right spot. It sends waves of pleasure sparking through her and she finds herself grinding up in turn.]

Yes... Almost...

[And there's not much to it. With a rocking of her hips to press just so and his own thrusts, her thighs twitch, before tightening, squeezing, as she calls out. Head flung back, her walls clamp around his length, pulsing, clenching as she works up, letting the orgasm pulse through her body with a low keening moan from her parted lips.]

[He doesn't give up. Continuing to thrust his hips as she finds her own climax. Moaning loudly as she tightens around his shaft again. Thankful when she manages to follow him. He doesn't pull out or immediately stop rocking, but instead slowly comes to a stop.] You're amazing. So utterly amazing.

Needs change. [His hand purposely moves up higher between her legs. A kiss on her neck turning into a playful nibble.]

[She takes a few moments, basking in the sensations, the afterglow flooding her body. Her eyes slowly flutter open, giving a smile. Arms wrapping around his neck, she kisses him, slow yet hard, only pulling back when she needs to breath.]

You're not bad yourself.

[She takes a deep breath when Tim's hand pushes farther up, releasing it slowly with a smirk.]

Maybe, but the need for food does not. Unlike you, I am unable to live on love alone.

[He makes a soft, pleased sound as she kisses him.] Best text I've ever gotten. [In a nearly lazy manner he pulls himself out so that he can flop down beside her. Panting slightly as he comes down from the euphoria of the moment.]

We'll see how you feel. Maybe you'll be too tired to eat. [This time that playful nibble focuses on her ear. His hand sliding up even further. The first of his fingers grazing that spot where her legs meet together.]

[She gives a laugh, brushing her leg against his calf as she turn on her side. There's a lazy grin, that turns cheeky.]

Not what I expected for today, but not complaining.

[His fingers succeed in drawing out a soft moan, her own fingers happy to run through his hair and along the nape of his neck.]

I can tell you that I'm too tired to take my clothes off right now, so maybe you should help me? You said you would.

[He smiles feeling her leg against him. He runs his fingertips up her arms, circles her shoulder, before moving back down her arm once again.] Is there a jealous husband I need to worry about walking in on us?

I did say that, didn't I? [He purrs as he curls his fingers into her shirt. Pulling it up and over her head nice and slow. Leaning down to kiss her skin as it becomes more exposed.]

Sorry... The only excitement you'll be getting is between the sheets.

[With a cheeky grin.]

You did. [She helps with her shirt removal, happy to lift her arms over her head for him. He's rewarded for his kissing with a soft moan and breathy sigh.]

Oh, really? [He grins, rolling in to snuggle closer to her. His hand reaching across to pull her into a hug at the same time that he kisses her neck.] I can be happy with that.

[Careful fingers tug and pull her shirt off. Tossing it to the side as he leans in to kiss her deeply. His tongue darting forward if she'll let it inside as his hands wrap around to unlatch her bra with well trained fingers.]

[She shivers as his lips trace along her neck, giving a throaty chuckle,]

I didn't expect any complaints...

That's because most gorgeous people don't realize how stunning they are and therefore don't expect complaints.

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