[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.]
[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.
[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.]
[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.]
[Her tongue flicks across his upper lip, mouth curling into a smile as she hears that laugh. She enjoys it, the lazy affair, threading her fingers along his scalp. Yet it's a hitched gasp that rolls into a moan as he cups her breast. Blunted nails along his skull, she enjoys the way he forms up against her, altering the kisses between teasing and slow, to harder and rougher.]
[Very quickly he could feel his blood rushing below as the rest of his body grows hot. Especially as the kisses start to get rougher. Encouraged he surges forward to pin her between himself and the bed unless she tries to stop him.]
[She hums against his mouth, body shimmying against his, lips teasing his. There's a small gasp, which turns into a chuckle, hips rising to grind up against him.]
I could have you more trapped. [He quickly thinks about the belt he had on.] If that's something you're into. [It's not something he usually offers so quickly, but so many people were very open in this city that it has made him bold.]
Oh? [That curious light on her face, as it's clear that there is interest there. Grinding her hips up against him in a suggestive manner, she tips her head to the side.] By all means...
Well, unless you have some other toys hidden around here? [He's mildly disappointed to have to push off of her, but he knows he'll be back soon enough.] I have something that might work. [Quickly he snatches up his pants and starts to pull his leather belt out of the loops.]
Or you'll have to come to my place. [He nearly bounces as he jumps back into the bed with his belt in hand.] Hold your hands together for me? [He wants her to participate. To make sure she really was okay with this before he moves forward. At any point if she says stop he will immediately do so.]
I might have a collection at my place. [He admits with a sly grin as he slips his looped belt around her wrists.] Now, if this gets to be too much at any point? You say stop and I'll stop and let you go. Alright?
If I lose that bet would you use some of those toys on me? [He purrs. Pulling on the long end of the belt to keep her wrists tight together before he forces them above her head. Leaning in to kiss her to add some softness to the roughhousing.]
[There's a hitched breath as her arms stretch above her head, that sultry flash through her eyes. Following as he dips down, she welcomes him as her mouth parts, kissing him back. That small twitch against the belt as she hums.]
Fair is fair, after all... And I have a feeling I've already won the bet.
I might have been trying to lose. [He admits as he settles himself back between her legs. Using one hand to lift up her legs. Directing her to rest them up onto his hips. Kissing at her neck line while he gets himself into position.]
[There's a throaty laugh as her head is tossed back, amused, and not complaining about that fact at all. That subtle shift though as her legs settle over his hips, her skin naturally slightly cooler than the average human. She quivers, that aroused hum as his lips lay purchase along her skin, and her heel presses in a little sharper, impatient.]
You better. [He purrs as he sinks himself back into her once more. Groaning in ecstasy as he slowly starts to find his rhythm once more. Pushing all the way into her warm body before slowly pulling back out again.] I'll be disappointed if you didn't.
[Disappointed is currently the last thing from Jadzia's mind, especially as he works himself forward, earning a hitch in her breath from that, before that low moan as he draws back out. Her thighs give a delighted squeeze, fingers curling against her palms.]
[To the hilt is such a lovely phrase as he grinds himself down, and she finds herself lifting her hips just a little to aid in that. She gives a little shimmy as her thighs hold, grinning.]
[Tim doesn't respond. Deciding to put his all into giving her exactly what she is asking for. Refusing to stop and wanting to give her the greatest fuck he can possibly do. His hand slamming against the headboard in order to give himself a bit more purchase and push into her even harder.]
[Her moans grow louder as Tim smacks harder into her. Her eyes flick, roaming across his frame, enjoying the sight as he strains, towering above her. Her own bound hands grasp behind her, feeling his thrusts rock her as her legs squeeze each time he grinds forward.]
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I suppose I could...
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Mm... Looks like you have met trapped.
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[Making no attempt to hide that she's watching him.]
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[And with a knowing and appreciative smile, she does as he asks, holding her hands together for him.]
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[That cheeky grin, as she knows that he's not going to bet against her.
Brushing a heel across his calf, she nods.]
I will.
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Fair is fair, after all... And I have a feeling I've already won the bet.
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I'll still claim my win.
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[Disappointed is currently the last thing from Jadzia's mind, especially as he works himself forward, earning a hitch in her breath from that, before that low moan as he draws back out. Her thighs give a delighted squeeze, fingers curling against her palms.]
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Mm. Don't stop. Just like that.
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