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[alwayskayaking]

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[alwayskayaking]

[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.]

[old_man]

[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.]

[alwayskayaking]

[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.

[old_man]

[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.

[alwayskayaking]

[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.]

[old_man]

[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.

[alwayskayaking]

[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?

[old_man]

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

[With a cheeky grin.]

[alwayskayaking]

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.

[old_man]

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

I didn't expect any complaints...

[alwayskayaking]

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

[old_man]

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

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

[alwayskayaking]

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?

[old_man]

Smart man...

[With a wink, before humming an affirmation.]

I'd love one.

[alwayskayaking]

[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.

[old_man]

I think I'd be more disappointed if you did...

[Not bothered by it as she takes her own swig, eyes flinching closed for a moment at the sharp but pleasant burn, before taking another smaller sip.]

It's quite nice right here anyway.

[alwayskayaking]

Very nice. [He takes another sip from the bottle. Humming with satisfaction from the burn.] I could fall asleep it's so nice here.

[old_man]

[She laughs, a playful noise as she nudges against him briefly.]

Hopefully not quite yet.

[alwayskayaking]

Not quite yet. [He agrees. Holding the bottle out to her.]

[old_man]

[She grins, deeper, wider, and leans forward. Instead of taking the bottle, she tips the bottom of it to bring it up, and angles her mouth to it.]

[alwayskayaking]

[With a warm chuckle Tim holds the bottle watching her drink.] Don't forget to save me some.

[old_man]

[She does take several good long sips, before pulling away from the bottle. Yet with a grin, she darts in, pressing her mouth against his, tongue lapping over his as the traces of the drink linger.]

I suppose I could...

[alwayskayaking]

[He makes a soft noise of surprise when she kisses him. Very quickly relaxing into it and kissing her back. His hand tracing down the curves of her body as they kiss.] Mmhmm, kiss me again. I think I'm getting drunk off of them.

[old_man]

[There's that husky laugh as her blue eyes catch his when she leans back ever so. Her finger traces along his chest, and she seems to be contemplating the idea, as if there is even anything to contemplate. Dragging a hand through his hair and giving a small tug, her mouth claims his again.]

[alwayskayaking]

[He hums eagerly into her mouth. A hum that is half a chuckle, enjoying the way she pulls at his hair. He decides to get his own hands involved by reaches forward to her. His hands pressing up against her breasts with a gentle, but firm squeeze.]