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[Tim is more than happy to release the cream can over to her. Focused more on what he was doing to care too much about where the can ends up at the moment.] God. [He moans as he sinks deeper into her.] You feel so fucking good. Even better than you taste. [Tim clearly doesn't have any plans either if the slow way he penetrates her is any indication. Letting this moment linger for as long as he can. Only starting to pull back out when he's completely buried. Even then he pulls back just as slowly.]

[Her fingers curl around it, clutching, as she draws in another deep breath, holding it. That slow twitch of her lips at his words, as she does like them, likes that slow pace that drives her crazy and makes her want to writhe and demand more. Yet she doesn't, not yet, simply savouring the sensations that he provokes.

She can feel him press up against her, holding there, before it's that deviously slow pace that he continues. There's that small noise, a hiss, before cream drops along his bicep and his neck, and she dips her face closer, tongue lapping a line up, until she gives a small nip at his collar bone. Drawing her tongue over her lips, she grins, murmurs.] You’re not so bad yourself.

[Without stopping or missing a single beat he tilts his head. Giving her the best access he can to his neck as the cream hits him. The cool treat a relief compared to the heat his aroused body was giving off.

He groans deeply at the feel of her tongue and mouth on his body. Thinking of all the places he'd like to spray with cream for that mouth to follow. With a half growl, half purr mixed with rough laughter he captures her lips. Kissing her and playfully biting her lip. Getting a taste of her and him mixed together.] Mmhmm, yum.

[Shifting he bends his body and ducks his head so that he can nuzzle between her breasts. Trying to tickle her with his five-o'clock shadow.] You should spray some of that here for me. [He says, while brushing the tip of his nose against her nipple.]

[She does make a show of it, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth, that flushed and aroused expression on her face. Jadzia could think of several places where the whipping cream might come in handy as well, although some would involve a switch of position, which she'd happily do.

Her moan is lost to his mouth as she writhes, body pressing up against him, demanding, yet there's her own soft growl as he nips at her lip, and she squeezed her walls tightly around his length. Yet she can't help that smug coyness with his words.]

I'm going to want more than one helping...

[But oh, that stubble feels marvelous, the light scraping across her skin that has a low mewl from her. She does squirm, huffing as he teases, half hooded eyes regarding him.]

Is that a pretty please... with nipple not on top?

[But her finger presses against the nozzle, spraying more along his shoulder in the process, as a line also smears across her skin, passing between her breasts and to one.]

Pretty please with a nipple surprise on the bottom. [His request comes out in a broken, panting sentence. His breath ragged as he tries to keep a handle on his ever growing arousal. The part of him that simply wants to turn into a grunting wild animal and thrust away. This was much too good to lose completely control.

Almost immediately his wiggling tongue follows the trail of cream the nozzle leaves behind. Moving slow to give her time to spray and to lavish each section of skin with attention. Especially once he reaches her breast. He opens his mouth wide to take in as much of it as he can. Sucking and adding pressure as his tongue makes circles around her nipple.]

[It's that husky chuckle at his turn of words, not failing to notice that shuddered breath. She can feel it's hotness against her skin, which pebbles into goosebumps between the dueling sensations. Yet it is that thick guttural groan that she does give as his tongue chases after, soft and wet and warm, with that slight rub from his stubble.

It's a surprised noise, fingers tightening on the nozzle as he teasing around her nipple, a spray of cream lost somewhere between the two of them as her free hand clenches into his hair sharply. A harder thrust of her hips to meet his as his attention to her breast courses pleasure through her body.]

Mm. Just like that.

[Tim doesn't respond. Instead he picks up the pace and intensity of his thrusts. Especially when she pulls at his hair which grants her an appreciative moan of approval. His tongue pauses for a brief moment in it's attention to her body as he focuses more on what his lower half was doing.

Once he's managed to find some sort of new rhythm he returns to her breath with gusto again. Wanting to catch up to where he left off. Playfully pretending to bite at her.]

[Jadzia would more than happily admit that his lower half was doing very magical things... She likes that, how he starts to let go further, her own moans hitched each time he thrusts forward into her. Her fingers purchase, as if holding on, grasping around his hair tighter, feeling those tendrils of pleasure start to flicker and flame, sparking through her. It's only heightened, back arching as he teeth graze over that sensitive nub, earning a throaty laugh from Jadzia as her free hand roams, to grasp at his ass, digging in against his cheek each time he drives himself home.]

[She will have to feel his smile as it spreads across her skin rather than see it with how he keeps his face pressed into her. Loving the feel of her fingers pulling his cheeks apart with each thrust. His mouth having long lost the taste of cream, but he keeps mouthing at her anyway. Enjoying her taste much more than the cream anyway.

His trusts never slow until he can no longer hold himself back. His orgasm spills out quickly with a loud, groaning moan. Filling her with one last might thrust. It leaves him panting wildly and after a couple moments to recover he will force himself to start again. Planning on continuing until she can find her own orgasm as well.]

[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.]

[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.]

[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.

[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.

[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.]

[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.

[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?

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

[With a cheeky grin.]

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.

[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.

[It's a more full fledged laugh as she leans against him.]

Or because I know I'm that good...

I see no reason to tell you otherwise. [He reaches over to the abandoned bottle of booze and holds it up.] Can I offer the lady a drink?

Smart man...

[With a wink, before humming an affirmation.]

I'd love one.

[Quickly he removes the top of the bottle. Taking a quick sip before hanging it towards her.] Hope you're not too upset that I don't want to get out of bed to find glasses.

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