Nox: The Moving Day Log
Entry: AIM Log
Rating: NC-17
Reason: I'm fucking lazy, all right? Can't get up enough energy to edit the fully written ones. Love me anyway.
Bill: *sitting on their new sofa* ... I'm glad we went with the red. It goes well with your hair. *grin*
Tonks: You're obsessed with my hair, Bill. ::plops down next to him:: are we done then?
Bill: *pulls her into his lap, leaning in to kiss the side of her neck* Define 'done'.
Tonks: With the moving, love. I think you've broken me.
Bill: Let me fix you? *hopeful!* *rubbing his hands up and down her back*
Tonks: And how do you plan to do that? ::purring::
Bill: *bites one of her nipples through the cloth of her shirt by way of answer*
Tonks: Someone's in a mood. ::laughs:: Well, at least I like my men big and sweaty. You meet both right now. ::tangles fingers in his hair::
Bill: Just sweaty. *switches to the other one, snaking a hand into her trousers* Not smelly, right?
Tonks: Dunno. Let me check. ::sniffs him and sneaks in a few licks:: You're fine.
Bill: *strokes her through her panties* Oh good. I shouldn't be offensive until after a quickie. *smirk*
Tonks: Love, you're always offensive. I'm just used to you by now. ::starts tugging at his trousers::
Bill: Oh good. *grabs her and slips two fingers in, sucking again on one of her peaks through her now damp shirt*
Tonks: Bill! ::bucks up and arches her back:: Right there, that's it. ::tears open his trousers::
Bill: *wiggles away from her slightly, letting his thumb work her spot, fingers and lips all moving in one harsh, quick rhythm*
Tonks: ::starts fumbling around:: Bloody hell this is impossible. I'm sitting on everything fun. ::bites his neck to get his attention::
Bill: *grabs her wordlessly, picking her up and planing her against the wall* This better? *adds another, straining to hold himself back*
Tonks: Yes. ::reaches in and grabs him tugging firmly:: But it could be better. I've never been taken up against a wall before... well, outside of a shower, anyway.
Bill: *mutters a quiet spell* *suddenly, they're both naked, and his cock rests just against her stomach* Tell me what you want, Tonks. Tell me.
Tonks: I want you to turn me around, pin me to the wall and take me from behind and make me scream. Can you handle that dear? ::kisses him fiercely::
Bill: *shivers, turning her around just as she said, biting her shoulder* Your wish is my command, Nymph. *nudges her legs apart, running fingers along her arse*
Tonks: ::realizes it is hard to speak with one's face on the wall:: ::arches into his touch happily::
Bill: *grabs her hips and enters from behind, using one hand to stroke her center* Nymph... *pulls her from against the wall slightly, sucking on her neck* Talk to me...
Tonks: ::babbles happily and moans:: ::reaches back to his hips to encourage him::
Bill: *literally fucking her as hard as he can, biting her neck and sucking the spot* *lets his other hand probe other places, testing her reaction*
Tonks: Bill! ::happy moans:: ::fingernails digging in::
Bill: *smirks, figuring on as much* *lets his fingers work against her in both places, mumbling things that he's certain no one else would ever believe he'd say*
Tonks: Bloody hell! ::explodes all over unexpectedly::
Bill: *screams her name, falling over practically, barely getting his arms around her to keep them both steady* ... holy fuck.
Tonks: I'm bronzing this wall.
Bill: *holding her tight* ... why? *laughs*
Tonks: Because that was amazing.
Bill: *falls back onto the sofa, letting her falling onto his lap* ... holy fuck.
Tonks: ::snickers:: ::falls on top of him:: That's one way of describing it. ::turning around to straddle and lie on him::
Bill: *mock-groans* Woman, are you TRYING to kill me here?
Tonks: Yes. ::rubs against him and begins nipping and licking at his neck:: Its good for you.
Bill: How is dying good for me? I'm hazy on that. *puts his arms behind his head, watching her*
Tonks: ::leans back a bit and begins trailing small bites down his collarbone and over to his nipples:: You can't die from shagging love.
Bill: Well, i'd rather not prove it. *watching her with half-open eyes* What are you up to there, dear?
Tonks: Five and a half, why? ::continues to nip her way down to his hipbones::
Bill: *reaches a hand down to weave into her hair* Bloody smartarse.
Tonks: And? You love me this way. Are you really all worn out? Because I can entertain myself... ::pulls away and leans back on the opposite end of the couch, a hand sliding between her legs::
Bill: Watching you? Is this somehow supposed to be a punishment? *smirking, sliding a hand down to circling his own cock* I don't see it that way.
Tonks: I would never punish you love, unless you wanted me to. ::her hand begins moving slowly, spreading and slipping:: I just thought maybe you were too worn for me. ::her other hand moves up to a breast, cupping and lifting::
Bill: *licks his lips slightly, fisting his length with a firm stroke* ... oh? *barely able to speak* I never said that...
Tonks: Oh? Really? I'd gotten the ::gasp:: impression ::sigh:: that you might ::gasp:: be too tired... ::slides fingers inside:: Was I mistaken?
Bill: *groans, stroking his cock much faster, biting through his bottom lip* ... extremely mistaken. Fuck me now, Tonks.
Tonks: But I'm having ::gasp:: so much ::moan:: fun...
Bill: *growls* Tonks!
Tonks: ::crawls slowly over to him and slaps his hand away:: Mine. ::takes him in her mouth::
Bill: *hips arch suddenly against her mouth, almost on instinct* Oh FUCK...
Tonks: ::happily moaning and sucking away::
Bill: *trying to keep from gagging her, but grabs her head with both hands and moves with her* Nymph... yes... suck it...
Tonks: ::gives a few more happy sucks and then pulls back:: tsk tsk, love... ::turns around so her back is to him and slides up on his lap, taking him inside::
Bill: *thrusts as hard as he can, grasping her hips hard with his hands* Enough games. Ride me, Nymph. Ride me hard...
Tonks: ::braces one foot on the floor and the other on the couch and begins to move quickly::
Bill: *reaches his hands up to her breasts, kneading harshly*
Tonks: ::bounces happily and tosses her head back to rest on his shoulder:: Mmm... Bill...
Bill: *pinches a nipple harshly, smirking up at her while his other hand strokes her clit* I want you screaming*
Tonks: Merlin, Bill!! ::begins to keen::
Bill: *sits up enough to bite on her nipples, letting his hands work front and back to bring her to that peak*
Tonks: ::quickly loses control and begins screaming his name::
Bill: *never knew she'd let him back there, smirking just slightly before the control leaves him too, fucking her in earnest now*
Tonks: Bill! ::reaches her peak and collapses against him::
Bill: *loses himself, muffling an incoherent scream against her neck* ... I love you. *quietly*
Tonks: I love you too. ::lays against him limply:: We're going to kill each other one day by accident.
Bill: ... probably. *laughs slightly, holding her tight*
Tonks: Sure you want me here?
Bill: Couldn't be more sure of anything. *kisses her forehead tenderly* Sure you want to be here?
Tonks: Absolutely. We may want to put better locks on the doors, if we're going to keep this up.
Bill: Very likely, if I didn't already have this place warded to kingdom come. We're safe.
Tonks: Good. ::turns to lie against him on her side:: How long until you think someone figures all of this out?
Bill: ... well, it's hard to say. As my family isn't really much with the smarts. *lies with one arm behind his back, one arm around her*
Tonks: What's that say about you, love?
Bill: *grins* That I'm a bloody idiot.
Tonks: Then what's that say about me?! ::glares at him::
Bill: ... that you love a bloody idiot? *grins, stroking her hair*
Tonks: Hush, you. I'd like to think I have some taste.
Bill: We're back to my charming smile and incredibly hot arse, pet.
Tonks: Who's been talking about your arse?
Bill: I'm saying that's what you like about me. My arse being hot. *grins*
Tonks: Ah. I see. ::kisses him on the cheek:: Its nice to know you love yourself.
Bill: That I do. *cheerfully*
Tonks: Keep it up, your head'll swell... and not the one I'd like to.
Bill: *whines* I do NOT think that's going to be swelling for a bit...
Tonks: That's all right love. I'm going to be sore as it is.
Bill: Too right you are. *smirks* I love my woman right.
Tonks: Very true. Won't hear me arguing.
Bill: *closes his eyes* ... nap? Something's gone and gotten me all knackered...
Tonks: Please. And then we have to start unpacking all my stuff.
Bill: *yawns, wrapping both arms around her* Sleep tight, naked Nymph.
Tonks: If you say so, love. ::yawns and cuddles up to sleep::
Rating: NC-17
Reason: I'm fucking lazy, all right? Can't get up enough energy to edit the fully written ones. Love me anyway.
Bill: *sitting on their new sofa* ... I'm glad we went with the red. It goes well with your hair. *grin*
Tonks: You're obsessed with my hair, Bill. ::plops down next to him:: are we done then?
Bill: *pulls her into his lap, leaning in to kiss the side of her neck* Define 'done'.
Tonks: With the moving, love. I think you've broken me.
Bill: Let me fix you? *hopeful!* *rubbing his hands up and down her back*
Tonks: And how do you plan to do that? ::purring::
Bill: *bites one of her nipples through the cloth of her shirt by way of answer*
Tonks: Someone's in a mood. ::laughs:: Well, at least I like my men big and sweaty. You meet both right now. ::tangles fingers in his hair::
Bill: Just sweaty. *switches to the other one, snaking a hand into her trousers* Not smelly, right?
Tonks: Dunno. Let me check. ::sniffs him and sneaks in a few licks:: You're fine.
Bill: *strokes her through her panties* Oh good. I shouldn't be offensive until after a quickie. *smirk*
Tonks: Love, you're always offensive. I'm just used to you by now. ::starts tugging at his trousers::
Bill: Oh good. *grabs her and slips two fingers in, sucking again on one of her peaks through her now damp shirt*
Tonks: Bill! ::bucks up and arches her back:: Right there, that's it. ::tears open his trousers::
Bill: *wiggles away from her slightly, letting his thumb work her spot, fingers and lips all moving in one harsh, quick rhythm*
Tonks: ::starts fumbling around:: Bloody hell this is impossible. I'm sitting on everything fun. ::bites his neck to get his attention::
Bill: *grabs her wordlessly, picking her up and planing her against the wall* This better? *adds another, straining to hold himself back*
Tonks: Yes. ::reaches in and grabs him tugging firmly:: But it could be better. I've never been taken up against a wall before... well, outside of a shower, anyway.
Bill: *mutters a quiet spell* *suddenly, they're both naked, and his cock rests just against her stomach* Tell me what you want, Tonks. Tell me.
Tonks: I want you to turn me around, pin me to the wall and take me from behind and make me scream. Can you handle that dear? ::kisses him fiercely::
Bill: *shivers, turning her around just as she said, biting her shoulder* Your wish is my command, Nymph. *nudges her legs apart, running fingers along her arse*
Tonks: ::realizes it is hard to speak with one's face on the wall:: ::arches into his touch happily::
Bill: *grabs her hips and enters from behind, using one hand to stroke her center* Nymph... *pulls her from against the wall slightly, sucking on her neck* Talk to me...
Tonks: ::babbles happily and moans:: ::reaches back to his hips to encourage him::
Bill: *literally fucking her as hard as he can, biting her neck and sucking the spot* *lets his other hand probe other places, testing her reaction*
Tonks: Bill! ::happy moans:: ::fingernails digging in::
Bill: *smirks, figuring on as much* *lets his fingers work against her in both places, mumbling things that he's certain no one else would ever believe he'd say*
Tonks: Bloody hell! ::explodes all over unexpectedly::
Bill: *screams her name, falling over practically, barely getting his arms around her to keep them both steady* ... holy fuck.
Tonks: I'm bronzing this wall.
Bill: *holding her tight* ... why? *laughs*
Tonks: Because that was amazing.
Bill: *falls back onto the sofa, letting her falling onto his lap* ... holy fuck.
Tonks: ::snickers:: ::falls on top of him:: That's one way of describing it. ::turning around to straddle and lie on him::
Bill: *mock-groans* Woman, are you TRYING to kill me here?
Tonks: Yes. ::rubs against him and begins nipping and licking at his neck:: Its good for you.
Bill: How is dying good for me? I'm hazy on that. *puts his arms behind his head, watching her*
Tonks: ::leans back a bit and begins trailing small bites down his collarbone and over to his nipples:: You can't die from shagging love.
Bill: Well, i'd rather not prove it. *watching her with half-open eyes* What are you up to there, dear?
Tonks: Five and a half, why? ::continues to nip her way down to his hipbones::
Bill: *reaches a hand down to weave into her hair* Bloody smartarse.
Tonks: And? You love me this way. Are you really all worn out? Because I can entertain myself... ::pulls away and leans back on the opposite end of the couch, a hand sliding between her legs::
Bill: Watching you? Is this somehow supposed to be a punishment? *smirking, sliding a hand down to circling his own cock* I don't see it that way.
Tonks: I would never punish you love, unless you wanted me to. ::her hand begins moving slowly, spreading and slipping:: I just thought maybe you were too worn for me. ::her other hand moves up to a breast, cupping and lifting::
Bill: *licks his lips slightly, fisting his length with a firm stroke* ... oh? *barely able to speak* I never said that...
Tonks: Oh? Really? I'd gotten the ::gasp:: impression ::sigh:: that you might ::gasp:: be too tired... ::slides fingers inside:: Was I mistaken?
Bill: *groans, stroking his cock much faster, biting through his bottom lip* ... extremely mistaken. Fuck me now, Tonks.
Tonks: But I'm having ::gasp:: so much ::moan:: fun...
Bill: *growls* Tonks!
Tonks: ::crawls slowly over to him and slaps his hand away:: Mine. ::takes him in her mouth::
Bill: *hips arch suddenly against her mouth, almost on instinct* Oh FUCK...
Tonks: ::happily moaning and sucking away::
Bill: *trying to keep from gagging her, but grabs her head with both hands and moves with her* Nymph... yes... suck it...
Tonks: ::gives a few more happy sucks and then pulls back:: tsk tsk, love... ::turns around so her back is to him and slides up on his lap, taking him inside::
Bill: *thrusts as hard as he can, grasping her hips hard with his hands* Enough games. Ride me, Nymph. Ride me hard...
Tonks: ::braces one foot on the floor and the other on the couch and begins to move quickly::
Bill: *reaches his hands up to her breasts, kneading harshly*
Tonks: ::bounces happily and tosses her head back to rest on his shoulder:: Mmm... Bill...
Bill: *pinches a nipple harshly, smirking up at her while his other hand strokes her clit* I want you screaming*
Tonks: Merlin, Bill!! ::begins to keen::
Bill: *sits up enough to bite on her nipples, letting his hands work front and back to bring her to that peak*
Tonks: ::quickly loses control and begins screaming his name::
Bill: *never knew she'd let him back there, smirking just slightly before the control leaves him too, fucking her in earnest now*
Tonks: Bill! ::reaches her peak and collapses against him::
Bill: *loses himself, muffling an incoherent scream against her neck* ... I love you. *quietly*
Tonks: I love you too. ::lays against him limply:: We're going to kill each other one day by accident.
Bill: ... probably. *laughs slightly, holding her tight*
Tonks: Sure you want me here?
Bill: Couldn't be more sure of anything. *kisses her forehead tenderly* Sure you want to be here?
Tonks: Absolutely. We may want to put better locks on the doors, if we're going to keep this up.
Bill: Very likely, if I didn't already have this place warded to kingdom come. We're safe.
Tonks: Good. ::turns to lie against him on her side:: How long until you think someone figures all of this out?
Bill: ... well, it's hard to say. As my family isn't really much with the smarts. *lies with one arm behind his back, one arm around her*
Tonks: What's that say about you, love?
Bill: *grins* That I'm a bloody idiot.
Tonks: Then what's that say about me?! ::glares at him::
Bill: ... that you love a bloody idiot? *grins, stroking her hair*
Tonks: Hush, you. I'd like to think I have some taste.
Bill: We're back to my charming smile and incredibly hot arse, pet.
Tonks: Who's been talking about your arse?
Bill: I'm saying that's what you like about me. My arse being hot. *grins*
Tonks: Ah. I see. ::kisses him on the cheek:: Its nice to know you love yourself.
Bill: That I do. *cheerfully*
Tonks: Keep it up, your head'll swell... and not the one I'd like to.
Bill: *whines* I do NOT think that's going to be swelling for a bit...
Tonks: That's all right love. I'm going to be sore as it is.
Bill: Too right you are. *smirks* I love my woman right.
Tonks: Very true. Won't hear me arguing.
Bill: *closes his eyes* ... nap? Something's gone and gotten me all knackered...
Tonks: Please. And then we have to start unpacking all my stuff.
Bill: *yawns, wrapping both arms around her* Sleep tight, naked Nymph.
Tonks: If you say so, love. ::yawns and cuddles up to sleep::