Blowpop. Yep, Blowpop.
The fic can be found here, but if you can't be arsed clicking a link, I've c&p'd it for you. I hate Orlando/OFC fics almost- almost- as much as I hate V/Os and MPregs. I really don't want to read about Orlando's suefriend fellating (sp?) a lollypop. I'm sure you don't either, but here it is anyway.
Title: Blowpop
Author: Lairë Lalith
Rating: NC-17
Warning: language, sex…no plot whatsoever… If the idea of candy being used as anything other than a sugar fix…you should probably stop reading now.
Pairing: Orlando & Shelby
Summary: Sex and Candy
Disclaimer: Yeah…it happened…that and I’m sitting on Orlando’s lap…right now
Archive: My LJ http://www.livejournal.com/users/lairelalith/, Mystifying Dreams...anyone else...all you have to do is ask
Feedback: I live for it...
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Orlando sat on the deck, trying to read the script for a new movie he was considering. He wasn’t getting very far. Shelby lay about 10 feet from him, reading something she called a ‘trashy romance’, and quietly laughing to herself every so often. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her for very long. It wasn’t the laughter that was distracting Orlando, it was Shelby’s string bikini.
Orlando had made a long speech about having to get this script read, and that there would be none of the ‘fucking around’ that usually occurred when the two were alone. Respecting him, Shelby had promised to leave him alone, and much to his chagrin, had kept that promise.
Shelby looked like some kind of sun goddess lying on the chaise lounger. Her tan was perfect, even, and a deep golden color. And every time she moved, the bikini would shift a bit giving Orlando tantalizing glimpses of the white skin of her breast or butt. When Shelby rubbed suntan lotion all over her body, Orlando had prayed for God’s help. All he wanted to do was chuck the script in to the ocean and jump on her, but he’d made such a stink about ‘getting work done today’, he felt a little foolish.
Orlando finally returned his gaze to the script ‘shit, still on page one’ he thought. He heard Shelby digging around in her bag again, and willed himself to not look up again. ‘If she’s got that bloody suntan lotion out again, I’m going to lose it’ he thought, forcing his eyes to remain on the script.
“Want a blowpop Orli?”
Orlando’s head shot up. “A what?” he asked in a shaky voice.
“A blowpop…Not a blowjob, you nympho.” Shelby replied sarcastically.
“Oh. What’s a blowpop?”
Shelby looked at him, astonished. “Were you raised in a cave? It’s a lollipop with bubble gum in the middle. The gum is kind of crappy, but the lolli part is good. Especially this one…its watermelon.”
Ignoring the cave remark, Orlando answered “No thanks love. Sounds a bit too sweet. I’m not really a candy fan”
“You don’t know what you’re missing, Bloom. These are the best waste of calories I know.” Shelby told him, as she unwrapped the blowpop.
Orlando smiled at her obvious glee over a lollipop, returning to the script. He was amazed at some of the simple things that brought a smile to her face. ‘Like me’ he chuckled to himself.
A few minutes later Orlando glanced over his sunglasses for another bikini check, and felt a small shiver pass through his body. Shelby was still reading, but now she was sucking on that blowpop. Shelby ran the blowpop across her lips, and then licking off the candy that collected there. Her tongue darted out to swirl around the pink shiny candy, and then she popped the whole thing in her mouth. ‘Looks like she’s…’ Orlando shook his head to clear his mind and attempted to read the script again.
Still on page one, and less and less interested in reading the script, Orlando lifted his eyes to watch Shelby and her blowpop. He felt himself growing hard as Shelby slid the blowpop in and out of her mouth. A soft groan escaped him.
Oblivious to what she and her blowpop were doing to Orlando, and without turning to look at him asked “You alright over there babe?”
“Jesus Christ…the bikini is hard enough to ignore Shelby, but now every time I look up to check out your ass, I see you going down on that bloody pop thing!” Orlando exclaimed, the irritation clear in his voice.
Shelby turned her head, her eyes traveling his lean frame, his naked chest, the bulge in his shorts, an evil grin forming on her face.
‘You are the one who wanted to work. I believe your exact words were ‘no fucking around today love’, were they not?” Shelby purred, rolling the blowpop over her tongue.
Orlando threw his arms in the air. “How am I supposed to fucking work while you are over there giving head to a piece of candy?” He yelled, shifting in his chair, adjusting his now tight shorts.
Shelby moved off her lounger, and walked slowly to Orlando, and sat across his lap. She wrapped on arm around his neck, playing with his hair.
“Would you like a taste?” She asked, waving the blowpop in front of his face. Orlando shook his head.
Shelby dragged the blowpop across his collarbone and up the side of his neck, leaving a sticky trail. Lowering her head, Shelby ran her tongue over his sticky sweet skin, lapping up the candy trail. Orlando groaned a little, pushing his erection into her thigh, and slid his hand underneath the fabric of her bikini bottom.
“Mmmm...You are more yummy than usual.” Shelby whispered, popping the blowpop back into her mouth.
Orlando’s eyes were beginning to darken, and Shelby could feel him growing harder against her leg.
“Are you sure you don’t want a lick?”
“I’m sure” Orlando answered, anxious to see what she would do with the lollipop next.
Shelby repositioned herself so she was straddling his lap, her legs draped over the arms of the deck chair. She lifted one hand to untie her bikini top, letting it fall from her body. Orlando slid his sunglasses to the top of his head, his eyes never leaving her full breasts. In the sunlight Shelby’s breasts glowed, a bright white against the rest of her tan body.
“Even if I did this?”
Shelby ran the blowpop around each nipple. The sugar glistened for a moment, and then dried on her warm skin. Orlando watched, fascinated as her nipples hardened as the sticky candy dried.
“Still don’t want a taste?”
“Uh-uh” was all Orlando could get out of his mouth. His hands moved up her tummy to cup each breast, and run his thumb over her candy coated nipples.
“Hmmm…you’re very stubborn today, sweetie.” She drawled, pulling the blowpop from her pursed lips, making a loud popping sound.
Orlando jerked when he saw her hands unite the sides of her bikini, lift herself slightly, and pulled the bottoms from her completely. Orlando’s hands roamed over her thighs, caressing and massaging her. Shelby could tell by the way he touched her that Orlando was getting excited. His touch and the raging hard pressing into her bottom.
“What if I did this?”
Orlando’s eyes widened, following the blowpop as Shelby lowered it to her waist. She leaned back a bit, and ran the blowpop across her already wet sex. Shelby moaned softly as she stroked herself with the candy, coating it in her juices.
“Fuck” Orlando swore softly, his grip tightening on her hips.
Shelby brought the blowpop to his parted lips.
“Want a taste now lover?” Shelby purred seductively.
Orlando nodded, opening his mouth, his tongue swirling around the pink candy, drawing it in to his mouth with a small moan. His eyes closed as he moved the blowpop over his tongue, reveling in the taste of her, and the candy.
Shelby stifled a groan at the sight of him, he looked so damn hot.
“Jesus Orlando. You look so fucking sexy sucking on that blowpop.”
His eyes opened, and pulled the blowpop from his mouth, handing it back to her. “Now you know why I can’t get that script read.”
Orlando grabbed the back of her head, and crushed his lips to hers, sharing the taste of the candy and her.
Orlando broke the kiss to look at her, his dark eyes flashing.
“You are the most shameless temptress I have ever met. Fuck! I love you!”
Shelby quirked her eyebrow, rolling the blowpop over her lips “This from the man who tied me up last night and tortured me with a feather for over an hour?”
“Just keeping things interesting, my love.” Orlando said licking the candy from her bottom lip.
Their tongues tangled around the blowpop, Orlando’s hands gripped Shelby’s behind pulling her closer to him. Orlando reached up, pulling the blowpop from her mouth, “And this ‘blowpop’ is just in my way”.
Orlando closed the small gap of space between them, capturing Shelby’s mouth in a sugary kiss. He left a moist path of kisses down Shelby’s throat, and across her collarbone, his mouth opening a little wider with each kiss. Shelby leaned back a little as Orlando brought his mouth to her breasts. His tongue circled each nipple, licking and sucking off the hardened candy. Shelby arched her back, and let out a soft whimper, as she reached for Orlando’s chest.
Orlando moved back up her neck, sucking on the tender skin, making Shelby quiver a bit against him. Her hands caressed the smooth muscles of his stomach, her fingers teasing the skin below the waistband of his shorts.
Shelby unbuttoned his shorts and slid her hand down in his nest of curls, her fingertips brushing the tip of his cock. Orlando tried shifting his weight in the chair to increase the contact, but there was limited space.
He wrapped his arms around Shelby’s waist, and stood up taking her with him. Kissing Shelby, Orlando walked the two of them over to the chaise lounger, he turned around to sit, and Shelby straddled his lap.
“That’s much better.” He murmured, lying back on the chaise.
Shelby moved to lay at his side, her hand once more slithering down his shorts. Orlando sucked gently at her neck as Shelby moved her hand along his hard length. Shelby inched his shorts and boxers down further nudging Orlando to lift his hips so she could remove them.
Orlando pulled her thigh over his hip, rubbing his cock against her soft folds. They groaned at the contact, pushing into each other more. Their lips found each other, their tongues sliding over the others, as their hands pulling at each other increasing the heat between them.
Shelby pushed Orlando on to his back, grinding her wetness against him as she straddled his waist. Orlando threw back his head, a hiss of pleasure escaping his clenched teeth.
“Like that baby?” Shelby cooed, sliding along his length, coating him with her juices.
“You know I do.” He replied in a strangled voice, his fingers digging into her thighs.
Shelby leaned over his smooth chest, her tongue peeking between her lips to lap at his dusky nipple, nibbling on it. She rolled her hips slowly, moaning as Orlando thrust upward, moving his cock across her sensitive nub.
Kissing up his neck, and licking the pulsing vein in his neck, she continued to roll her hips, teasing him. Orlando was writhing underneath her, frantically trying to slide his cock deep inside of Shelby, but she knew what he was up to and pulled away from him at each attempt.
Orlando suddenly sat up with a loud growl of frustration, “Stop teasing me and fuck me baby.”
Shelby smiled as his hands lowered her onto his throbbing shaft; her eyes closed as Orlando seated himself completely inside her, and held her there, not moving. He dropped his face to Shelby’s chest, his breath coming in bursts as he tried to control himself. Shelby held his shoulders as she moved her hips slightly, contracting her muscles around his cock, massaging it inside of her, moaning as she repeated the move.
Orlando shuddered in her arms; he always fell to pieces whenever Shelby did this little trick. But he had a trick of his own, one that guaranteed Shelby would soon be in pieces too. Mustering the last bit of control he had, without moving his hips, Orlando flexed his muscles, and felt his cock jump inside her.
“Oh god.” Shelby groaned loudly, adding softly “again”.
“What’s that love?” Orlando asked in a husky voice.
“Again…do...it…again.” Shelby gasped.
“This love?” and he flexed again.
“Yesssss… god!”
Orlando knew she was close; she was throbbing all around him. He flexed one more time and as her head fell back, Orlando took advantage of her momentary lapse of concentration to flip her onto her back. Shelby wrapped her legs around his narrow waist, moaning as Orlando began moving slowly inside her.
She pulled his face to hers, and kissed him deeply, her tongue driving into his mouth as he drove his cock into her.
The speed and force of his movements increased quickly, bringing them to the edge of a momentous orgasm.
“Or…Orli…” Shelby screamed out as she came violently. Orlando thrust into her one more time, the force of her orgasm causing his own. He continued moving slowly in and out of Shelby, the contractions of her body holding him in her grip.
Orlando dropped his head to her neck, kissing her lightly, as Shelby ran her fingers through his sweaty curls, her contented purrs tickling his ear.
“God, you are amazing Shelby. I love you babe.” He mumbled into her damp skin.
“Love you too Orli.”
Orlando lifted his head, and quirking up his eyebrow asked “Got anymore of those blowpops?”
“A whole bag…all different kinds of flavors.” She smiled, kissing him again.
~Finis~
Title: Blowpop
Author: Lairë Lalith
Rating: NC-17
Warning: language, sex…no plot whatsoever… If the idea of candy being used as anything other than a sugar fix…you should probably stop reading now.
Pairing: Orlando & Shelby
Summary: Sex and Candy
Disclaimer: Yeah…it happened…that and I’m sitting on Orlando’s lap…right now
Archive: My LJ http://www.livejournal.com/users/lairelalith/, Mystifying Dreams...anyone else...all you have to do is ask
Feedback: I live for it...
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Orlando sat on the deck, trying to read the script for a new movie he was considering. He wasn’t getting very far. Shelby lay about 10 feet from him, reading something she called a ‘trashy romance’, and quietly laughing to herself every so often. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her for very long. It wasn’t the laughter that was distracting Orlando, it was Shelby’s string bikini.
Orlando had made a long speech about having to get this script read, and that there would be none of the ‘fucking around’ that usually occurred when the two were alone. Respecting him, Shelby had promised to leave him alone, and much to his chagrin, had kept that promise.
Shelby looked like some kind of sun goddess lying on the chaise lounger. Her tan was perfect, even, and a deep golden color. And every time she moved, the bikini would shift a bit giving Orlando tantalizing glimpses of the white skin of her breast or butt. When Shelby rubbed suntan lotion all over her body, Orlando had prayed for God’s help. All he wanted to do was chuck the script in to the ocean and jump on her, but he’d made such a stink about ‘getting work done today’, he felt a little foolish.
Orlando finally returned his gaze to the script ‘shit, still on page one’ he thought. He heard Shelby digging around in her bag again, and willed himself to not look up again. ‘If she’s got that bloody suntan lotion out again, I’m going to lose it’ he thought, forcing his eyes to remain on the script.
“Want a blowpop Orli?”
Orlando’s head shot up. “A what?” he asked in a shaky voice.
“A blowpop…Not a blowjob, you nympho.” Shelby replied sarcastically.
“Oh. What’s a blowpop?”
Shelby looked at him, astonished. “Were you raised in a cave? It’s a lollipop with bubble gum in the middle. The gum is kind of crappy, but the lolli part is good. Especially this one…its watermelon.”
Ignoring the cave remark, Orlando answered “No thanks love. Sounds a bit too sweet. I’m not really a candy fan”
“You don’t know what you’re missing, Bloom. These are the best waste of calories I know.” Shelby told him, as she unwrapped the blowpop.
Orlando smiled at her obvious glee over a lollipop, returning to the script. He was amazed at some of the simple things that brought a smile to her face. ‘Like me’ he chuckled to himself.
A few minutes later Orlando glanced over his sunglasses for another bikini check, and felt a small shiver pass through his body. Shelby was still reading, but now she was sucking on that blowpop. Shelby ran the blowpop across her lips, and then licking off the candy that collected there. Her tongue darted out to swirl around the pink shiny candy, and then she popped the whole thing in her mouth. ‘Looks like she’s…’ Orlando shook his head to clear his mind and attempted to read the script again.
Still on page one, and less and less interested in reading the script, Orlando lifted his eyes to watch Shelby and her blowpop. He felt himself growing hard as Shelby slid the blowpop in and out of her mouth. A soft groan escaped him.
Oblivious to what she and her blowpop were doing to Orlando, and without turning to look at him asked “You alright over there babe?”
“Jesus Christ…the bikini is hard enough to ignore Shelby, but now every time I look up to check out your ass, I see you going down on that bloody pop thing!” Orlando exclaimed, the irritation clear in his voice.
Shelby turned her head, her eyes traveling his lean frame, his naked chest, the bulge in his shorts, an evil grin forming on her face.
‘You are the one who wanted to work. I believe your exact words were ‘no fucking around today love’, were they not?” Shelby purred, rolling the blowpop over her tongue.
Orlando threw his arms in the air. “How am I supposed to fucking work while you are over there giving head to a piece of candy?” He yelled, shifting in his chair, adjusting his now tight shorts.
Shelby moved off her lounger, and walked slowly to Orlando, and sat across his lap. She wrapped on arm around his neck, playing with his hair.
“Would you like a taste?” She asked, waving the blowpop in front of his face. Orlando shook his head.
Shelby dragged the blowpop across his collarbone and up the side of his neck, leaving a sticky trail. Lowering her head, Shelby ran her tongue over his sticky sweet skin, lapping up the candy trail. Orlando groaned a little, pushing his erection into her thigh, and slid his hand underneath the fabric of her bikini bottom.
“Mmmm...You are more yummy than usual.” Shelby whispered, popping the blowpop back into her mouth.
Orlando’s eyes were beginning to darken, and Shelby could feel him growing harder against her leg.
“Are you sure you don’t want a lick?”
“I’m sure” Orlando answered, anxious to see what she would do with the lollipop next.
Shelby repositioned herself so she was straddling his lap, her legs draped over the arms of the deck chair. She lifted one hand to untie her bikini top, letting it fall from her body. Orlando slid his sunglasses to the top of his head, his eyes never leaving her full breasts. In the sunlight Shelby’s breasts glowed, a bright white against the rest of her tan body.
“Even if I did this?”
Shelby ran the blowpop around each nipple. The sugar glistened for a moment, and then dried on her warm skin. Orlando watched, fascinated as her nipples hardened as the sticky candy dried.
“Still don’t want a taste?”
“Uh-uh” was all Orlando could get out of his mouth. His hands moved up her tummy to cup each breast, and run his thumb over her candy coated nipples.
“Hmmm…you’re very stubborn today, sweetie.” She drawled, pulling the blowpop from her pursed lips, making a loud popping sound.
Orlando jerked when he saw her hands unite the sides of her bikini, lift herself slightly, and pulled the bottoms from her completely. Orlando’s hands roamed over her thighs, caressing and massaging her. Shelby could tell by the way he touched her that Orlando was getting excited. His touch and the raging hard pressing into her bottom.
“What if I did this?”
Orlando’s eyes widened, following the blowpop as Shelby lowered it to her waist. She leaned back a bit, and ran the blowpop across her already wet sex. Shelby moaned softly as she stroked herself with the candy, coating it in her juices.
“Fuck” Orlando swore softly, his grip tightening on her hips.
Shelby brought the blowpop to his parted lips.
“Want a taste now lover?” Shelby purred seductively.
Orlando nodded, opening his mouth, his tongue swirling around the pink candy, drawing it in to his mouth with a small moan. His eyes closed as he moved the blowpop over his tongue, reveling in the taste of her, and the candy.
Shelby stifled a groan at the sight of him, he looked so damn hot.
“Jesus Orlando. You look so fucking sexy sucking on that blowpop.”
His eyes opened, and pulled the blowpop from his mouth, handing it back to her. “Now you know why I can’t get that script read.”
Orlando grabbed the back of her head, and crushed his lips to hers, sharing the taste of the candy and her.
Orlando broke the kiss to look at her, his dark eyes flashing.
“You are the most shameless temptress I have ever met. Fuck! I love you!”
Shelby quirked her eyebrow, rolling the blowpop over her lips “This from the man who tied me up last night and tortured me with a feather for over an hour?”
“Just keeping things interesting, my love.” Orlando said licking the candy from her bottom lip.
Their tongues tangled around the blowpop, Orlando’s hands gripped Shelby’s behind pulling her closer to him. Orlando reached up, pulling the blowpop from her mouth, “And this ‘blowpop’ is just in my way”.
Orlando closed the small gap of space between them, capturing Shelby’s mouth in a sugary kiss. He left a moist path of kisses down Shelby’s throat, and across her collarbone, his mouth opening a little wider with each kiss. Shelby leaned back a little as Orlando brought his mouth to her breasts. His tongue circled each nipple, licking and sucking off the hardened candy. Shelby arched her back, and let out a soft whimper, as she reached for Orlando’s chest.
Orlando moved back up her neck, sucking on the tender skin, making Shelby quiver a bit against him. Her hands caressed the smooth muscles of his stomach, her fingers teasing the skin below the waistband of his shorts.
Shelby unbuttoned his shorts and slid her hand down in his nest of curls, her fingertips brushing the tip of his cock. Orlando tried shifting his weight in the chair to increase the contact, but there was limited space.
He wrapped his arms around Shelby’s waist, and stood up taking her with him. Kissing Shelby, Orlando walked the two of them over to the chaise lounger, he turned around to sit, and Shelby straddled his lap.
“That’s much better.” He murmured, lying back on the chaise.
Shelby moved to lay at his side, her hand once more slithering down his shorts. Orlando sucked gently at her neck as Shelby moved her hand along his hard length. Shelby inched his shorts and boxers down further nudging Orlando to lift his hips so she could remove them.
Orlando pulled her thigh over his hip, rubbing his cock against her soft folds. They groaned at the contact, pushing into each other more. Their lips found each other, their tongues sliding over the others, as their hands pulling at each other increasing the heat between them.
Shelby pushed Orlando on to his back, grinding her wetness against him as she straddled his waist. Orlando threw back his head, a hiss of pleasure escaping his clenched teeth.
“Like that baby?” Shelby cooed, sliding along his length, coating him with her juices.
“You know I do.” He replied in a strangled voice, his fingers digging into her thighs.
Shelby leaned over his smooth chest, her tongue peeking between her lips to lap at his dusky nipple, nibbling on it. She rolled her hips slowly, moaning as Orlando thrust upward, moving his cock across her sensitive nub.
Kissing up his neck, and licking the pulsing vein in his neck, she continued to roll her hips, teasing him. Orlando was writhing underneath her, frantically trying to slide his cock deep inside of Shelby, but she knew what he was up to and pulled away from him at each attempt.
Orlando suddenly sat up with a loud growl of frustration, “Stop teasing me and fuck me baby.”
Shelby smiled as his hands lowered her onto his throbbing shaft; her eyes closed as Orlando seated himself completely inside her, and held her there, not moving. He dropped his face to Shelby’s chest, his breath coming in bursts as he tried to control himself. Shelby held his shoulders as she moved her hips slightly, contracting her muscles around his cock, massaging it inside of her, moaning as she repeated the move.
Orlando shuddered in her arms; he always fell to pieces whenever Shelby did this little trick. But he had a trick of his own, one that guaranteed Shelby would soon be in pieces too. Mustering the last bit of control he had, without moving his hips, Orlando flexed his muscles, and felt his cock jump inside her.
“Oh god.” Shelby groaned loudly, adding softly “again”.
“What’s that love?” Orlando asked in a husky voice.
“Again…do...it…again.” Shelby gasped.
“This love?” and he flexed again.
“Yesssss… god!”
Orlando knew she was close; she was throbbing all around him. He flexed one more time and as her head fell back, Orlando took advantage of her momentary lapse of concentration to flip her onto her back. Shelby wrapped her legs around his narrow waist, moaning as Orlando began moving slowly inside her.
She pulled his face to hers, and kissed him deeply, her tongue driving into his mouth as he drove his cock into her.
The speed and force of his movements increased quickly, bringing them to the edge of a momentous orgasm.
“Or…Orli…” Shelby screamed out as she came violently. Orlando thrust into her one more time, the force of her orgasm causing his own. He continued moving slowly in and out of Shelby, the contractions of her body holding him in her grip.
Orlando dropped his head to her neck, kissing her lightly, as Shelby ran her fingers through his sweaty curls, her contented purrs tickling his ear.
“God, you are amazing Shelby. I love you babe.” He mumbled into her damp skin.
“Love you too Orli.”
Orlando lifted his head, and quirking up his eyebrow asked “Got anymore of those blowpops?”
“A whole bag…all different kinds of flavors.” She smiled, kissing him again.
~Finis~