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Title:Scream (Sequel to Glance, second part of ?)
Author: slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: Getting closer to NC-17..but not quite..still hard R I'd say..
Pairing: The Lovely Sidney and Alex
Standard disclaimer applies
Ah, my lovelies, how Projekt Revolution rocked my socks, words cannot describe. But, I must admit, after getting home at two in the morning and being sore and tired as fuck, I did not keep my promise of posting as soon as I'd wanted to, and for that I apologize, but I'm posting now, and I'll post the next within the week to make up for it, alright? :)
Glance
Your eyes slowly shut, your lips pouting just a little bit for that first kiss.
But it doesn't come. Instead, his lips move along your cheek to your ear, his breath tickling your neck.
"Is obvious you want me, Sidney," he mutters, and you flush again. How many times is that now?
When he moves back to stare into your eyes again, you bite your lip nervously, eyes on his face.
"Is that bad?", you ask, awaiting the answer with bated breath.
His answer is to smile softly, reassuringly at you and lean back in to whisper, "Would be if I didn't want you also.."
You grin, tilting your head as his comes back in front of you and his lips move toward yours, his breath making them tingle. He pushes them lightly against yours, his eyes closing again, tongue slipping out to push against your lips. You let him in, tangling your tongue with his, the sensual slide of the two muscles sliding against each other making you moan. You feel him smile against your lips as he pushes deeper into your mouth, taking everything you have to offer and leaving you breathless when he pulls away.
"Liked that?", he asks with a slightly evil smirk, perusing your face with intense eyes. You can't do much else but nod, wanting him to do it again and preferrably soon.
"We kiss again if you take off your shirt, Sid," he says, eyes moving from your face to your chest, stretching a baby blue dress shirt under a charcoal gray suit jacket matching the pants becoming a little too tight in response to his proximity.
Eagerly you oblige him, fingers shaking as you quickly undo the buttons one by one, first shrugging your jacket off your shoulders, then the baby blue material. Both pool on the table behind you and he leans to take your lips again, fingers moving to dance along your abs as your tongues meet. His hands brush your nipples and your back arches involuntarily to get more of that soft touch. Grinning, he rubs them a little harder, the peaks tightening with arousal even as your cock hardens fully. You bite back a loud moan and he notices, reaching to pinch the little pink buds until you can't hold back.
"Don't be quiet, Sidney...I want you to scream." You nod as his fingers move from your nipples to your waist, unzipping your pants and reaching inside to rub you through your boxers.
"Fuck," you mutter. He stops, glancing at you in surprise. "No," you whimper, pushing up to his hand, wanting to feel more.
The corners of his lips curve up into a sexy half smile. "No more cussing from those pretty lips," he says teasingly," or I stop."
You nod frantically, still thrusting your hips up against the edge of his hand. Blessedly, his hand moves not only toward you, but into your boxers, wrapping around your cock and jacking you tight and fast. Your hips move forward of their own accord, thrusting your cock through the circle he's made with his hand. "Alllleeeexxxxx," you let out a groan as his thumb swipes over the head, collecting the precome and sending little shocks of pleasure through your body.
Swiftly, he strips you completely, leaving you bare for his analysis. He takes great pleasure in examining every inch of you with a wicked smile, making you wanna cover yourself with your hands or a pillow or something. He licks his lips slowly and deliberately, expecting and enjoying the way your eyes immediately flick to them.
You feel devoid of his touch, but your libido speaks over your mind. You don't want his fingers on your cock anymore, no, you want them inside you. For too long you've wanted him to fill you, to fuck you into the floor like no one else ever dared, and your patience has dwindled to nothing. Pulling him toward you, you pant, "Fuck me, Alex."
His eyes go wide as he nods, stepping toward you again and pulling you to your feet. He drags you by the arm into his bedroom and nudges you toward the bed. "One thing or I won't do it, Sid," he says seriously, The Stare back but twice as intense.
You crane your neck to see his face, nodding nervously. "Anything."
"Don't stop yourself. Scream, moan, gasp, all of it...I wanna know if I'm doing it right."
You swallow hard, nodding again. "Okay."
***
*Pleasureable shudder* Man, is it hot in here or is it just them?! Comment, loves and lemme know I haven't totally alienated you with that slightly off promise?
Author: slasher48 /
bad_bad_books
Rating: Getting closer to NC-17..but not quite..still hard R I'd say..
Pairing: The Lovely Sidney and Alex
Standard disclaimer applies
Ah, my lovelies, how Projekt Revolution rocked my socks, words cannot describe. But, I must admit, after getting home at two in the morning and being sore and tired as fuck, I did not keep my promise of posting as soon as I'd wanted to, and for that I apologize, but I'm posting now, and I'll post the next within the week to make up for it, alright? :)
Glance
Your eyes slowly shut, your lips pouting just a little bit for that first kiss.
But it doesn't come. Instead, his lips move along your cheek to your ear, his breath tickling your neck.
"Is obvious you want me, Sidney," he mutters, and you flush again. How many times is that now?
When he moves back to stare into your eyes again, you bite your lip nervously, eyes on his face.
"Is that bad?", you ask, awaiting the answer with bated breath.
His answer is to smile softly, reassuringly at you and lean back in to whisper, "Would be if I didn't want you also.."
You grin, tilting your head as his comes back in front of you and his lips move toward yours, his breath making them tingle. He pushes them lightly against yours, his eyes closing again, tongue slipping out to push against your lips. You let him in, tangling your tongue with his, the sensual slide of the two muscles sliding against each other making you moan. You feel him smile against your lips as he pushes deeper into your mouth, taking everything you have to offer and leaving you breathless when he pulls away.
"Liked that?", he asks with a slightly evil smirk, perusing your face with intense eyes. You can't do much else but nod, wanting him to do it again and preferrably soon.
"We kiss again if you take off your shirt, Sid," he says, eyes moving from your face to your chest, stretching a baby blue dress shirt under a charcoal gray suit jacket matching the pants becoming a little too tight in response to his proximity.
Eagerly you oblige him, fingers shaking as you quickly undo the buttons one by one, first shrugging your jacket off your shoulders, then the baby blue material. Both pool on the table behind you and he leans to take your lips again, fingers moving to dance along your abs as your tongues meet. His hands brush your nipples and your back arches involuntarily to get more of that soft touch. Grinning, he rubs them a little harder, the peaks tightening with arousal even as your cock hardens fully. You bite back a loud moan and he notices, reaching to pinch the little pink buds until you can't hold back.
"Don't be quiet, Sidney...I want you to scream." You nod as his fingers move from your nipples to your waist, unzipping your pants and reaching inside to rub you through your boxers.
"Fuck," you mutter. He stops, glancing at you in surprise. "No," you whimper, pushing up to his hand, wanting to feel more.
The corners of his lips curve up into a sexy half smile. "No more cussing from those pretty lips," he says teasingly," or I stop."
You nod frantically, still thrusting your hips up against the edge of his hand. Blessedly, his hand moves not only toward you, but into your boxers, wrapping around your cock and jacking you tight and fast. Your hips move forward of their own accord, thrusting your cock through the circle he's made with his hand. "Alllleeeexxxxx," you let out a groan as his thumb swipes over the head, collecting the precome and sending little shocks of pleasure through your body.
Swiftly, he strips you completely, leaving you bare for his analysis. He takes great pleasure in examining every inch of you with a wicked smile, making you wanna cover yourself with your hands or a pillow or something. He licks his lips slowly and deliberately, expecting and enjoying the way your eyes immediately flick to them.
You feel devoid of his touch, but your libido speaks over your mind. You don't want his fingers on your cock anymore, no, you want them inside you. For too long you've wanted him to fill you, to fuck you into the floor like no one else ever dared, and your patience has dwindled to nothing. Pulling him toward you, you pant, "Fuck me, Alex."
His eyes go wide as he nods, stepping toward you again and pulling you to your feet. He drags you by the arm into his bedroom and nudges you toward the bed. "One thing or I won't do it, Sid," he says seriously, The Stare back but twice as intense.
You crane your neck to see his face, nodding nervously. "Anything."
"Don't stop yourself. Scream, moan, gasp, all of it...I wanna know if I'm doing it right."
You swallow hard, nodding again. "Okay."
***
*Pleasureable shudder* Man, is it hot in here or is it just them?! Comment, loves and lemme know I haven't totally alienated you with that slightly off promise?