Breathe you past lips into lungs
Because onneonlights keeps coming up with genius ideas. Love to spy_a_rainbow for beta-ing.
The brick wall is firm and rough against Mikey’s back; her skin burns like it’s bare against the surface. There’s the thick scent of lipstick and the cooler smell of rain in her nostrils and her breathing comes out harsh when Alicia’s wet lips travels down her neck. Her hands grips tightly onto Alicia’s hips, bone jutting out against her palms.
“You like that?” Alicia breathes against Mikey’s neck, like she doesn’t already feel the wetness on the fingertips shoved down Mikey‘s jeans. Mikey stutters a bit before she just nods her head, her hands gripping harder. Alicia smiles and hums lightly against Mikey’s neck before lifting her head to press her lips against Mikey’s. Mikey catches a glimpse of the hard whiteness of teeth before she’s breathing into Alicia’s mouth and sliding their tongues together. Alicia presses her free hand hard against the back of Mikey’s neck and Mikey has to slip her mouth away to throw her head back and moan in pleasure. She tries to rub back against Alicia’s hand as it touches the weak spot on her neck.
“Yeah. Yeah,” Mikey mutters, tipping her head back as the fingers move in spirals on her neck. Mikey moans obscenely when Alicia’s thumb starts rubbing rhythmically at her clit. Alicia whispers words into her ear, sharp and too quiet, like she’s hissing. Mikey can’t decipher what she’s saying, but she can imagine just how dirty and vulgar they are.
“Come the fuck on,” Mikey grunts, pushing herself down on Alicia’s fingers. Alicia snorts lightly as she tries to slip her fingers further into her cunt. The angle is awkward, hurting Alicia’s wrist and making her grimace. Mikey lets out a puff of exasperation and impatience, trying to push the top of her pants down her hips.
“You’re making it harder-” Alicia says as she tries to push Mikey’s hands away from her jeans. Mikey protests, pushing off the wall in an attempt to get her jeans down and off her body, even when the bare skin on her back starts to scratch on the harsh texture of the wall. Alicia continues to bat at her hands, and even proceeds to nip lightly at them. “God, just stop it-”
“Fuck that,” Mikey growls, pants still undone and slowly sliding down her hips. She licks a damp stripe up Alicia’s neck and across her cheek, shoving her onto the wall. Mikey can feel her back ache when it becomes exposed to cool air, but just ignores the sting. She starts grinding up against Alicia nice and slow, threading her fingers through her dreads, which are easier to grip than her hips. Mikey thrusts her body back and forth against Alicia’s, watching the pale stretch of Alicia’s neck stand out against the dried-blood color of the brick. Alicia’s nails scrape along her back and Mikey imagines her skin flushing a crimson tinge much like the paint on Alicia’s nails. Their breaths become faster and sharper as they quicken the pace, the taste of sweat and something sweet in their mouths.
“Oh fuck-ah-ahhh-” Alicia tucks her face into Mikey’s neck, trying to grind harder, to create more friction. When Mikey pushes Alicia hard against the wall, she feels fire travel down her back and comes, head knocking forcefully against the brick. The cool air hits the back to her throat when she breathes in sharply and she almost chokes on the dryness. Alicia tugs Mikey’s neck closer and Mikey captures her lips frantically, still trying to orgasm.
“Wait, wait-” Alicia stills Mikey’s body and Mikey lets out a scuff of disbelief, clenching her fist tighter around Alicia’s hair. Her fingers are clenching so hard, the joints of her fingers ache. Alicia drops to her knees, and Mikey winces slightly at the force of the descend. Alicia hooks her fingers inside the jeans at Mikey’s hips and finally slides her pants down her legs and to her ankles.
“Fina-” Her words dissolve into helpless moans when Alicia shoves her panties aside and starts lapping at her cunt without warning. Mikey tugs roughly at Alicia’s hair in surprise, but Alicia ignores the pain and just holds her thighs apart, licking delicately at her clit. Mikey sound like she‘s fucking crying when she rasps, “Ohgodohgod--”
Alicia’s tongue delves deeper into her and Mikey feels her knees weaken and wobble a little. She lets go of Alicia’s head in order to grapple against the wall even though there’s nothing to hold onto. Mikey gasps and comes when Alicia starts sucking at her clit, forehead braced against the wall and mouth wide and wet.
Mikey drops to her knees in front of Alicia, knees scraping on the bumpy pavement and eyes still closed. “Wow,” Mikey breathes, barely audible.
“Yeah,” Alicia replies in return, resting her head back on the wall. She pulls Mikey gently into her lap and lets Mikey rest her head against her breast. “Ow.”
“Ow,” Mikey mutters in agreement.
The brick wall is firm and rough against Mikey’s back; her skin burns like it’s bare against the surface. There’s the thick scent of lipstick and the cooler smell of rain in her nostrils and her breathing comes out harsh when Alicia’s wet lips travels down her neck. Her hands grips tightly onto Alicia’s hips, bone jutting out against her palms.
“You like that?” Alicia breathes against Mikey’s neck, like she doesn’t already feel the wetness on the fingertips shoved down Mikey‘s jeans. Mikey stutters a bit before she just nods her head, her hands gripping harder. Alicia smiles and hums lightly against Mikey’s neck before lifting her head to press her lips against Mikey’s. Mikey catches a glimpse of the hard whiteness of teeth before she’s breathing into Alicia’s mouth and sliding their tongues together. Alicia presses her free hand hard against the back of Mikey’s neck and Mikey has to slip her mouth away to throw her head back and moan in pleasure. She tries to rub back against Alicia’s hand as it touches the weak spot on her neck.
“Yeah. Yeah,” Mikey mutters, tipping her head back as the fingers move in spirals on her neck. Mikey moans obscenely when Alicia’s thumb starts rubbing rhythmically at her clit. Alicia whispers words into her ear, sharp and too quiet, like she’s hissing. Mikey can’t decipher what she’s saying, but she can imagine just how dirty and vulgar they are.
“Come the fuck on,” Mikey grunts, pushing herself down on Alicia’s fingers. Alicia snorts lightly as she tries to slip her fingers further into her cunt. The angle is awkward, hurting Alicia’s wrist and making her grimace. Mikey lets out a puff of exasperation and impatience, trying to push the top of her pants down her hips.
“You’re making it harder-” Alicia says as she tries to push Mikey’s hands away from her jeans. Mikey protests, pushing off the wall in an attempt to get her jeans down and off her body, even when the bare skin on her back starts to scratch on the harsh texture of the wall. Alicia continues to bat at her hands, and even proceeds to nip lightly at them. “God, just stop it-”
“Fuck that,” Mikey growls, pants still undone and slowly sliding down her hips. She licks a damp stripe up Alicia’s neck and across her cheek, shoving her onto the wall. Mikey can feel her back ache when it becomes exposed to cool air, but just ignores the sting. She starts grinding up against Alicia nice and slow, threading her fingers through her dreads, which are easier to grip than her hips. Mikey thrusts her body back and forth against Alicia’s, watching the pale stretch of Alicia’s neck stand out against the dried-blood color of the brick. Alicia’s nails scrape along her back and Mikey imagines her skin flushing a crimson tinge much like the paint on Alicia’s nails. Their breaths become faster and sharper as they quicken the pace, the taste of sweat and something sweet in their mouths.
“Oh fuck-ah-ahhh-” Alicia tucks her face into Mikey’s neck, trying to grind harder, to create more friction. When Mikey pushes Alicia hard against the wall, she feels fire travel down her back and comes, head knocking forcefully against the brick. The cool air hits the back to her throat when she breathes in sharply and she almost chokes on the dryness. Alicia tugs Mikey’s neck closer and Mikey captures her lips frantically, still trying to orgasm.
“Wait, wait-” Alicia stills Mikey’s body and Mikey lets out a scuff of disbelief, clenching her fist tighter around Alicia’s hair. Her fingers are clenching so hard, the joints of her fingers ache. Alicia drops to her knees, and Mikey winces slightly at the force of the descend. Alicia hooks her fingers inside the jeans at Mikey’s hips and finally slides her pants down her legs and to her ankles.
“Fina-” Her words dissolve into helpless moans when Alicia shoves her panties aside and starts lapping at her cunt without warning. Mikey tugs roughly at Alicia’s hair in surprise, but Alicia ignores the pain and just holds her thighs apart, licking delicately at her clit. Mikey sound like she‘s fucking crying when she rasps, “Ohgodohgod--”
Alicia’s tongue delves deeper into her and Mikey feels her knees weaken and wobble a little. She lets go of Alicia’s head in order to grapple against the wall even though there’s nothing to hold onto. Mikey gasps and comes when Alicia starts sucking at her clit, forehead braced against the wall and mouth wide and wet.
Mikey drops to her knees in front of Alicia, knees scraping on the bumpy pavement and eyes still closed. “Wow,” Mikey breathes, barely audible.
“Yeah,” Alicia replies in return, resting her head back on the wall. She pulls Mikey gently into her lap and lets Mikey rest her head against her breast. “Ow.”
“Ow,” Mikey mutters in agreement.