PB Fic [Noi, Cuarta]
Title: Pity, pity.
Pairing: NoiCuarta
Rating: NC-17. Cuz, PornBucks, you know?
Notes: Based in Las Noches High verse, written for kendraxplague for the price of 20PB. >D
Her hands slide down over his torso, nails raking gently against his pale skin, such a contrast against her darker hands. He knew this was a pity fuck, but didn’t much care. He was going to be graduating high school soon-- a year delayed but what could you do-- and he’d made such an effort in the last few months to make her happy. Cuarta seemed to appreciate it; she knew how he felt about her, and although her heart wasn’t in the same place he had been a good friend when she needed one.
Noitora hissed as she nipped particularly hard at his neck, tongue pressing against his pulse in a way that made shivers go right down his spine and into his crotch. He blushed a little as he felt himself harden and press against her thigh, long fingers running over her naked back in small circles to make her purr and shudder slightly. Cuarta glanced up with those striking eyes at his unusually gentle actions, hands pressing down over his throbbing erection to tease another husky moan from his thin, pale lips.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me, Noitora. Don’t hold back on me now.”
She smiled devilishly, turning Noitora on more than he could have expected. Even more than her breasts against his stomach or her hand pressing and rubbing and doing things to him he had only dreamed about until now.
“Fine.” He managed to choke out, reluctantly pulling away from her so he could tug off his jeans quickly before moving to slide his hands up her thighs, under the skirt that hardly served to hide anything, so that he could hook his thumbs into her panties. He saw, with some satisfaction, that there was a darker wet spot on them as he tossed them to one side. He still had it in him after all, it seemed.
She mewled softly as he sat back on the couch, hands cupping her firm ass as he drew her closer to him. She followed willingly, straddling him finally with her skirt tickling against his stomach. He didn’t want to waste any more time, pulling her hips down so he could push into her hard, biting back a moan of desperate pleasure as she slid around his cock.
Her face was a mask of pleasure as she grabbed at his long hair, arching her back as she rocked against him. Noitora couldn’t help but watch her, even as short, breathless gasps of pleasure and need began to slip from his lips. He knew he couldn’t possibly last long, his obsession with her having gone on for far too long for him to be able to have any semblance of control over his body.
He gripped her hips tightly, digging his nails in sharply as he felt ripples of pleasure running through him before clenching in his abdomen. It seemed like this would be the second time he was going to leave her hanging, but if the way she handled herself last time was anything to go by, Noitora was almost glad. He thrust up into her hard a few more times before he could hold out no longer, letting out a rough moan of her name against her sweat-damp skin as he came.
She stilled for a moment and brushed at his hair, pulling away from him with an expression a mixture of annoyance and sympathy.
“Sorry.” Noitora grinned, good eye closed more than usual as he tried to fight post-coital exhaustion. “You just looked so sexy I couldn’t help myself.”
She rewarded him with a soft punch to the shoulder for that comment and just shrugged, running her hands through her slightly tangled hair. “I suppose you should get going, anyway. Dad comes home in about ten minutes.”
Noitora honestly didn’t need to be told twice. Cuarta probably hadn’t seen a teenage boy so eager to leave her house and her naked company before. Shame, she thought, he usually had better stamina.
Pairing: NoiCuarta
Rating: NC-17. Cuz, PornBucks, you know?
Notes: Based in Las Noches High verse, written for kendraxplague for the price of 20PB. >D
Her hands slide down over his torso, nails raking gently against his pale skin, such a contrast against her darker hands. He knew this was a pity fuck, but didn’t much care. He was going to be graduating high school soon-- a year delayed but what could you do-- and he’d made such an effort in the last few months to make her happy. Cuarta seemed to appreciate it; she knew how he felt about her, and although her heart wasn’t in the same place he had been a good friend when she needed one.
Noitora hissed as she nipped particularly hard at his neck, tongue pressing against his pulse in a way that made shivers go right down his spine and into his crotch. He blushed a little as he felt himself harden and press against her thigh, long fingers running over her naked back in small circles to make her purr and shudder slightly. Cuarta glanced up with those striking eyes at his unusually gentle actions, hands pressing down over his throbbing erection to tease another husky moan from his thin, pale lips.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me, Noitora. Don’t hold back on me now.”
She smiled devilishly, turning Noitora on more than he could have expected. Even more than her breasts against his stomach or her hand pressing and rubbing and doing things to him he had only dreamed about until now.
“Fine.” He managed to choke out, reluctantly pulling away from her so he could tug off his jeans quickly before moving to slide his hands up her thighs, under the skirt that hardly served to hide anything, so that he could hook his thumbs into her panties. He saw, with some satisfaction, that there was a darker wet spot on them as he tossed them to one side. He still had it in him after all, it seemed.
She mewled softly as he sat back on the couch, hands cupping her firm ass as he drew her closer to him. She followed willingly, straddling him finally with her skirt tickling against his stomach. He didn’t want to waste any more time, pulling her hips down so he could push into her hard, biting back a moan of desperate pleasure as she slid around his cock.
Her face was a mask of pleasure as she grabbed at his long hair, arching her back as she rocked against him. Noitora couldn’t help but watch her, even as short, breathless gasps of pleasure and need began to slip from his lips. He knew he couldn’t possibly last long, his obsession with her having gone on for far too long for him to be able to have any semblance of control over his body.
He gripped her hips tightly, digging his nails in sharply as he felt ripples of pleasure running through him before clenching in his abdomen. It seemed like this would be the second time he was going to leave her hanging, but if the way she handled herself last time was anything to go by, Noitora was almost glad. He thrust up into her hard a few more times before he could hold out no longer, letting out a rough moan of her name against her sweat-damp skin as he came.
She stilled for a moment and brushed at his hair, pulling away from him with an expression a mixture of annoyance and sympathy.
“Sorry.” Noitora grinned, good eye closed more than usual as he tried to fight post-coital exhaustion. “You just looked so sexy I couldn’t help myself.”
She rewarded him with a soft punch to the shoulder for that comment and just shrugged, running her hands through her slightly tangled hair. “I suppose you should get going, anyway. Dad comes home in about ten minutes.”
Noitora honestly didn’t need to be told twice. Cuarta probably hadn’t seen a teenage boy so eager to leave her house and her naked company before. Shame, she thought, he usually had better stamina.