[ no satisfaction will be provided, she says, as her hips are already working in a wave-like motion against his groin. he wonders if this is a matter of her getting over her issues with him or just accepting that she wants sex more than arguing with each other like they were long-term lovers. either way he looks at it, it's funny. they went from cold to hot in just seconds. Jack supposes that is always better than more tears and screaming. ]
But you are. You demanded you wanted more and only with you. Forgot already?
[ he gets what she means but that doesn't mean he isn't going to go for a little payback and be the smartass for a change. it's not like she doesn't know that she was being a hypocrite or anything. not as she resumes an act that she has become skilled at: goading. instead of actually kissing him, her breath is on his face with her lips merely teasing the prospect of actually doing so. she keeps whispering and he is seconds from disrupting the nest she has made in his lap to throw her onto the bed. but she would like that. Jack can't have her enjoying herself too much. she's going to have to work for it. ]
You might think about dialing it down a few notches. Maybe more than a few. [ desperate. hah. she will be shown desperate when he reaches around and shoves his hands underneath Hana's underwear, fingers sinking deep into her ass as it sticks out from her position in the chair. he lifts her up and into his hands, something she can't be all too surprised by anymore, pushing her closer so that their mouths close over one another.
he has to do all the work, it seems. even if he's mad at himself for letting her sucker him into initiating the kiss, he is far from upset at the kiss itself. this is shown by the way he possessively claims her body with the deep gropes and squeezes of his palms into her flesh, finally making the both of them shut up and do what they have obviously wanted to do again over the past two weeks. ]
[ Hana snorts against his mouth in response, querulous as ever. In truth, she doesn't feel particularly settled when it comes to her "issues" with regards to him, and she wonders if she ever truly will. Theirs is not a k-drama romance or a fairytale love story; if anything, their connection had more in common with those sordid western soap operas that played in doctors' offices in the early afternoon. There's nothing glamorous or classical about the way her stomach hollows out and the way her pussy slickens at the mere sight of 76, and were Hana a more sentimental person, she'd probably lament the fact that their relationship is as twisted as it is.
Her affection for him is constantly overridden by her want of him, and even that is muted by the smartass comments that constantly tumble from her lips every time he opens his. ]
I don't see you arguing. [ She retorts, giving a soft bark of laughter at what he says next. ] Since when have I ever dialed anything down? [ Hana bites back a groan as his hands find her rear, and she doesn't have time to fully parse the feeling of his mouth against his before she's kissing him back, hungrily, all heat and teeth and salt.
She practically shudders in his grasp as he gives in to him, a deep well of gratification forming somewhere south of her ribcage. Her teeth lightly rake against his bottom lip as his hands do their work on her ass, the soft flesh pillowing out around the indentations of his fingers. She moans deeply against his lips, the sound reverberating where their mouths are joined even as her tongue teases against his teeth, half-seeking entry. Hana crooks one of the arms that she has draped across his shoulders in order to tangle her fingers in the short hairs at the back of Jack's head, slanting her mouth in order to deepen the kiss further.
Even she had to admit: this is pretty thirsty behavior. ]
[ look, he may be good at teaching her how to shoot better with her gun, or to give tips on how to properly take advantage of her peripheral vision to spot more targets. he can help with her workout regiment and eating diets (or die trying). as peers on the Overwatch team, he has plenty to offer her. as a boyfriend? a lover? a cock for her to use as she sees fit? 76 isn't going to be the best mentor. just the fact that he is well over double her age shows he doesn't know how to control his inhibitions, and the flaws of both of them seeing this as mainly physical can only lead to more inevitable fights in the future.
if all of them end up turning out into a scenario similar to now, with Hana mounting him and their lips crashing together like the fiercest of waves? okay. Jack can deal with some yelling at crying for the greater good. maybe that isn't the best of mindsets, but really, neither of them are capable of judging each other at this point. as the seconds tick on and their kiss naturally deepens, it won't be longer before they are hardly even thinking of the two weeks that led to now. at least it'll make the sex all the better! ]
―Got tired of arguing. I'm looking for something else. [ he speaks just as he pries his mouth off of her own, already breathing heavily from the amount of exertion between the two of them in such little time. she was close to eating his face from how deeply she pushed into him, lips already red from the abrupt level of attention. Jack squeezes her ass one last time before he pulls out from her underwear, instead grabbing the crotch of them from behind as he simply tugs. up it goes, wedging between her cheeks and grinding against the lips of her pussy. he's sure the visual of her backside poking out from the end of the chair would be quite nice, but alas, he will settle with Hana's face as he does such a daring thing. ] And I'm thinkin'... I'm thinkin' it's along the lines of what you want yourself.
[ looks like they found something else to agree with! how nice. his wrist pulls up higher, tightening the constriction of her panties rubbing harshly into her skin. it's a good thing that he can safely assume she's gotten at least damp between her legs, if only because of how much she wanted him before realizing it was a realistic conclusion to their fight. having his large hands take hold of her has to help accelerate that process, he would hope. ]
[ Hana's made quite a few smart career moves in her short lifetime: being an attractive young girl has afforded her the opportunity to star in movies and endorsements outside of the tournament circuit, and she's taken full advantage of this, much to her agent's delight. Her personal life, as far as the public eye is concerned, is spotless; she hasn't been linked to anyone romantically in months, no matter how hard the tabloids might try to catch her red-handed. She's seemingly tread cautiously in her celebrity up until this point, and the fact that she's willing to risk her very well-maintained image by engaging in sex acts in a club with a man twice her age speaks volumes of how highly she thinks of 76.
Or perhaps it speaks volumes of how terrible her impulse control actually is. She can't resist him, and she's known from the beginning that the path they've chosen is a terrible and unforgiving one. Hana's thought about the scandal that would erupt should the media catch hold of their little affair, but even that seems to pale in comparison to the way they will fare together internally. As much as she wants to focus on the physicality of their relationship, she knows that it can't last that way. Fights like this are, indeed, on the horizon if they carry on this way, and while she feigns ignorance, Hana knows that she can't ignore it for long.
"For long" is, gratefully, still a ways away, however. And she's nothing if not an opportunist. ]
Yeah? Is this the real reason why you came here, then? [ She murmurs as he breaks the kiss, her mind reeling as she takes in a deep gulp of air. She'd kissed him until she was dizzy, the absence of his mouth's warmth causing a dull ache to throb between her legs. The hand in his hair slides downwards as if she isn't sure where she wants to touch first, opting to trail down his shoulders, over his bicep, and towards his chest. Leaning down, she presses a hot, suckling kiss beneath 76's jaw, inhaling sharply as his hand hikes her panties between the lips of her pussy. She's so slick and hot-- she has been since he entered the room, if she's honest-- and the feeling of the fabric bunching and harshly curving against her clit is enough to cause her to bear her hips down against the sensation. ]
Since when have you ever cared about what I want? [ She snaps, a bit of heat that has nothing to do with her arousal entering her voice. Hana's aware that this is his way of making nice, but she can't help herself as her teeth graze the flesh of his neck, her tongue laving against it to taste the salt of his skin. She presses her tits against his chest, arching her back in order to give him easier access to where she wants the most attention. The feeling of her panties biting into her pussy drags a moan past her lips as she rocks her ass against the taut strip of fabric being held in place by his fingers. It feels good, yes, but it's barely enough, and she nips hard at his earlobe in complaint. ]
[ if there's one thing that Hana can rely on him, it's that he is as far as conspicuous as a guy with a bright-red visor can get. had it not been for the level of trust he has placed into his teammates, the man known only as Soldier: 76 would have remained a rumor and folk tale as opposed to being a very, very real being. as ill-advised as this idea of a relationship may be, he cares more about ensuring that her own life isn't ruined as a result of trying to be in his. maybe that's a big part of why he kept his distance for the past fourteen days. who knows?
with her sinking her weight down into the bunched up pair of panties, Jack will take that as a sign to twist it into his fingers and pull even harder. it's wounded up thin like a thong at this point, and from an outsider's view, Hana seems like a poorly censored hentai drawing from her pussy's puffy shape barely being concealed. when she starts on with the saltiness again, you best believe he is gripping at her underwear hard enough to hear a subtle stretch in the fabric. not much more and he could easily snap it off. ]
Don't you start with that shit. [ he snaps back in turn, even as she tries playing hot-and-cold with her mouth and tongue tending to his neck. a sigh follows as she successfully distracts him for just a few seconds, but he pulls himself back in to gently grab her by her hair just as she bites at his ear. Hana's forced to look up at him again, eyes still glaring straight into hers. she isn't going to get away with something like that and then pretend she never said it in the first place. ] I care about you. More than I'd like to admit. And I wanna make this work, even if we both know it ain't likely. But I'm willing to try.
[ her panties are saved the unfortunate fate of being ripped off as he finally gives in to doing what the both of them knew would happen sooner or later. Hana is shoved off from his lap and onto the bed directly behind her, hoping to find her sprawled up with her underwear still barely covering her delicates and her shirt riding up high. he's quick to kick the computer chair back with a resounding slam of it hitting the desk behind him, crawling into the bed and over her, knees inside the opening between her own. his muscular build towers over her, palms above each shoulder while he slowly begins to lean back in. ]
We're gonna have to keep this quiet, you know. For your sake. Don't get used to us meeting up in your bedroom.
[ he's seriously considering this. he is seriously allowing the opportunity for them to think about how they can sneak away and continue their activities without the risk of being found out. ―by anyone. even if there's the possibility of feelings of some kind developing from either of them, not even the empathetic Mercy would let them get away with what they wanted. ]
[ Hana knows that his avoidance of her probably should have been for the best. For all of her anger and hurt, she knows that the sooner they end this, the better it will be for the both of them in the long run. She knows that he knows this, but she also can't bring herself to care. She can't deny herself this, and she doesn't want to. Even if his avoiding her for so long was for the greater good, she never wants him to ignore her again.
Hana gives a soft cry as her panties are pulled further along her slit, her arousal more than evident as it soaks the strained fabric. The soft flesh of her pussy protests as the bite of the fabric slides harshly against her outer lips, but the last thing Hana wants is for him to stop. Her fingernails curl into the fabric of his jacket even as he pulls her to face him, causing her to whimper in protest.
His words cause her heart to leap into her throat in spite of herself, her arousal momentarily forgotten as her stomach flutters. Her eyes widen to hear him speak so frankly, and heat that has nothing to do with her desire patches at the skin of her face, dusting it pink. For some reason, she feels like she wants to cry again, and her lip quivers. God, it's so corny, but hearing him say that makes her want to crush her lips against his again, kissing him until she's lightheaded. It's just as she's about to that he pushes her off of him and onto the mattress, causing her to make a strangled noise.
Her heart pounds in her ears as he occupies the space between her parted legs, her face and chest flushing as she watches him. Her throat is dry, suddenly, and her lungs can't seem to fill with quite enough air. When he suspends himself over her, she watches him in silence, struggling to regain herself.
How inept can she be? Getting excited because he said he cared, explicitly? Hana busies herself with tearing her shirt off over her head, managing a shaky smile. ]
Y-Yeah. [ Lame. Lame lame lame lame. The only thing Hana wants to do is drown herself in him, but her mind already races with possibility, even as her hands feverishly work to undo whatever buckles or clasps that hold his clothes together. Her hands are deft in spite of the way her fingers tremble, giddiness causing her vision to swirl. There was always the dropship after a mission. Or the broom closet? Or maybe one of the abandoned Watchpoints-- ]
Okay. [ Wow, she's on a roll today. Where are her quips? Where is her smart mouth? She sounds smaller than she'd intended. Struggling to keep her cool, Hana's gaze flickers up to his. ] I'm planning to enjoy you everywhere else, too, after this. [ It's still lame, but far better than the meek virginal role she'd suddenly assumed. Leaning up on her elbows, she presses another hot, open-mouthed kiss to the side of his neck that she'd neglected earlier, her thighs parting in order to better accommodate him on the mattress. ] Like on that table in the safehouse in Dorado-- [ She pauses, her breath stuttering slightly as she slides her tongue along his skin again. ] Or the arcade in Hanamura-- [ Hana makes a mewling noise, desperate as she squirms beneath him. ]
[ huh. maybe he should have opened up with something like that the moment he stepped inside her bedroom. Hana's reaction to it is unexpectedly adorable, as if she is too flustered to properly process the words that have just left his mouth. he didn't think an admittance like that would be enough to unravel her, but heh. surprise, surprise. at least it can be seen in his eyes that he wasn't lying just to try and make her feel better, or worse yet, to make her falsely believe this was nothing but a purely physical relationship.
he still has no clue as to what they are, exactly, but he knows at least that much. it's a start in the right direction. or wrong. very wrong, depending on how you want to look at it.
Jack will happily settle with doing nothing but stare, watching as Hana just breaks down into just one word sentences whilst tearing her shirt off like she couldn't breathe with it still on. he seems pleased with himself, even if he would want nothing more than to just bury his hips down into her exposed crotch for some semblance of relief. when she begins to work on getting his own clothes off with an equal amount of desperation, he comes to the realization that he didn't have to do much if he so chooses. too bad he's not the type to have idle hands. ]
You're forgetting the Deadlock Gang's bar at Route 66. It's a good thing I've been thinking about it, too.
[ he isn't shy about looking down to see her breasts, either clad in a bra or nothing at all. regardless of what may be there, Jack finally becomes proactive, allowing both palms to glide their way up her now bare stomach to squeeze underneath the cups of both tits. with her spreading her legs wider, he finally drops his weight down and gives what the both of them want, grinding the inevitable bulge in his pants into her. ]
―and why the hell do you think I'll allow Hanamura? I'm not gonna deal with you playing Siege Mode 3 while fucking you from behind.
[ there is a glint of humor in his voice as he presses his stubble into her neck for a change, biting his teeth down into the skin that has probably been healed of its previous marks for only a few days now. the movements in his lower half continue, pushing as firmly as he can even when his pants block much of the friction. she won't have much trouble sizing him up either way. ]
[ If anything, the sincerity in his expression makes it worse, sending Hana's pulse into overdrive. It's almost as if flowers and sparkles are blooming behind his heavily screentoned face, a stray breeze picking up cherry blossom petals and sending them swirling around them as she blushes and stammers. Her heart pounds hard and fast, and she vaguely wonders if it might burst.
Hana has even less of an idea as to what they are, but knowing that he actually cares about her speaks leaps and bounds. Barring the obvious questionable moral standpoints of their current arrangement, Hana feels like she's scaled an invisible wall, bringing her closer to 76 than she had been previously.
Though his words have practically put her over the moon, the incessant ache between her thighs grounds her, bringing her back to herself as she watches his face. He looks pleased as ever, and she buries her face into his neck to keep herself from taunting him about it, not wanting to ruin the moment. She succeeds at undoing his pants and hiking his shirt halfway up his back before he speaks again, sending a shudder through her body. ]
But it's so grimy there, [ She murmurs, though in her heart of hearts she knows she doesn't care. They could probably do a lot of interesting things on those bar stools, and didn't the place have a pool table? She wasn't entirely sure if the Deadlock Gang still frequented the place; it'd always been empty when she'd gone. She'd just assumed they had any number of other safehouses that they rotated between. For all she knew, they could have an audience if they acted out their plan. She moans as his hands find the underside of her exposed breasts, grateful that she'd decided that wearing a bra would be a chore on her day off. Her skin is soft and warm against his calloused palms, filling his hands and pillowing slightly between his fingers. ]
Mmmmmn, but imagine how satisfying it'll be for me to beat my high score with your cock inside me-- [ She groans as he grinds into her, prompting her to bite her bottom lip and raise her ass up to meet him. He feels hot and hard even through the rough material of his pants, and desire spikes hotly in her gut at the prospect. Hana giggles softly as his teeth find her neck, expelling a soft, satisfied sigh. The bruise had purpled for a few days before going yellow, fading completely only a few days before this. She was happy for him leaving another mark in its stead, however, and she seeks to return the favor as she nuzzles her face into the crook of his neck again. ]
Or the hangar in-- nnn-- Volskaya? It'll be cold but-- [ She gives another rough, suckling bite at the pinking flesh of his neck, seeking to leave behind a hickey or two as her mouth roves over it. ] -- Kinda romantic, if we decide to use one of the residences... They have really nice c-couches... [ She curses softly under her breath as he grinds into her, her hands eagerly undoing his pants and attempting to push them down his thighs. ]
[ Jack dips his upper half down to allow her more access into pulling his shirt off and over his shoulders. when it's gone and tossed onto the bed, floor, wherever she decides to release it, she will see him bare for the first time. as expected of him, old wounds immediately welcome the inevitable eyes that look down to shape his body. bullet holes decorate his torso and pecs. evidence of a knife having done work on him is seen in the form of lines running down his abs and across his belly button, going as far as to the v-bone that has become exposed thanks to Hana's continued efforts in stripping him of everything as soon as possible.
once upon a time, he didn't like showing reminders of fights that he didn't always win to people, especially those that he had become close to. often enough they would feel guilt and pity him for the experiences that he had to have been put through in order to receive the scars in the first place. now? Jack doesn't care. there's many more on his back and his thighs, and if he has his way, he will receive more. Hana will just have to learn to deal with providing temporary marks on him similar to the ones he leaves in his wake. ]
Because a club is so much better. Right.
[ he would be so close to rolling his eyes if it weren't for her still bringing up other locations. Jack shouldn't be enabling her into thinking that sex in their very open safehouses is a good idea, but... it's an interesting enough thought. when she brings up Volskaya, he parts his lips to speak but nothing comes out. nothing except for a sharp inhale of breath as her teeth work to return the favor, sucking hard and bringing the blood up to the surface. his hands on her tits squeeze harder until he lets go, slowly dragging his groin away from her to pull down a few inches. ]
I guess that would work. You're not worried you would start nipping?
[ emphasis on the fact that his lips are now sucking on one of her said nipples. it's the first time he's seen them naked, even if the dress at the club was a poor excuse at trying to keep her in check. other than a few gropes and squeezes when fucking her, he had never been able to put a proper amount of attention to her cute, perky shape. his lips kiss against the stiffening peak before his teeth catch hold against it, canine scraping along the side to entice sharp pangs of pleasure mixed with the briefest levels of pain. that pain may spike a bit when he tugs it back, releasing it with a resounding suck as his hand works to tweak the lonelier of the two with both index and forefinger.
she'll notice that he's since palmed his pants down to his ankles along with his underwear, kicking them all off along with his shoes. wow, an entirely naked Jack Morrison in Hana Song's bed. this took a quick turn. he pulls back with a wet pop and bites at the inside of her cleavage once and then twice, looking up to her from his almost-prone position. it's certainly a unique angle of the man that was usually standing tall above her. ]
Let's keep your mind focused on right now, though. Think you can do that for me?
[ Hana's grateful for the assist, and her eyes greedily drink in the new, foreign territory that her actions have uncovered. She'd expected scars, but almost the entirety of Jack's torso is comprised of scar tissue, and her eyebrows knit together for a split second. She doesn't coo in sympathy or shed any tears, but she drags her gaze up to his face, gently bringing a palm that had been resting at the waist of his pants to warm against his cheek.
She wonders if her body will look that way too, once her battles are over. While it's easy to imagine that she'll continue fighting until her body gives way, thoughts of a civilian life somewhere down the line are nice. Like a beacon in the middle of a snowstorm. When she studies Jack's scars, his actual age weighs heavy upon her, and in a moment of tenderness she traces them with her other hand. Here is a man who's seen his fair share of war and strife. It's easy for her to focus on how hot she finds him and how thrilling it is to defy him, but when she sees him like this, laid bare with nothing between them, Hana can't help but want to memorize the ghost of every injury that mars his skin. He works so hard to protect his comrades-- the entire world, really-- and this is just part of the price he's paid.
She's almost embarrassed. Her body is unmarked in comparison, her skin an expanse of smooth, pale flesh with only the tiniest scars from childhood to speak of. Her face, her agent has often said, is one of her best assets, so any injury that it suffers is treated almost immediately and only with the most cutting edge technology. The part of her with something to prove resents this practice, but she understands it from a logical standpoint. She needs to remain marketable. ]
Right. [ She sneers in response, unable to stop the giggle that bubbles up in the back of her throat. She supposes that it's silly to complain about the dinginess of a bar when she and Jack first became intimate with eachother in a hallway and a public restroom. She returns her attentions to the mark that she's worrying against his neck, reveling in the way his hands feel as they encircle her bare tits. Her hips roll almost lazily up against the shape of his cock that's straining against the front of his pants, and she hums, low and disappointed, when he pulls away. ]
You'd be there to keep me warm. I wouldn't have to worry about any of that. [ She takes a shuddering breath as his lips encircle the tender bud of her nipple, one of her hands cupping the side of his face as he works her over. His teeth only serve to make her arch her back up into his mouth, eager for more as her thighs come up to frame his sides. If she was wet before, she's practically dripping now, the sight of him doing nothing to abate the desire steadily coiling its way up her spine. The sting of his teeth tugging her skin does little more than cause her to moan, low and appreciative, as her feet slide along the surface of the sheets.
Though he may be stark naked, Hana marvels at how his lack of clothing does nothing in terms of making him look vulnerable. He still completely covers her body as she lays beneath him, and desire dusts her skin red as she sucks in a breath through her teeth when he looks up to her face. She knows that his teeth will leave marks all over her skin, and she couldn't be happier about it. ]
... Yes. [ The syllable comes out in a hoarse half-whisper as she watches him, the hand cupping his face gently sliding upwards into his hair. She strokes the shock of white that she finds there, her thumb dipping low in order to smooth over his lower lip as her body tenses underneath him, anticipatory. She was running out of places to suggest, anyway, and watching him is making it much harder to focus. ]
[ if Jack has his way, she'll keep her body as clean and without scars as the day she had joined his team. being a genetically modified soldier meant his sole purpose was to get knocked down and stand right back up. in his younger days, when the serum running through his veins was still fresh, the only damage from a battle that lasted was of a mental kind. now he has to deal with both, and there is no reason why he would want to see Hana thinking they were nothing but badges of honor. there is more to her life than battle and saving the day. she was still a kid who liked having fun, as their second romp makes painfully clear.
she can feel free to touch him as she sees fit, though. he understands that his body being displayed accordingly will yield a certain amount of interest, and it would be ignorant of him to make her think it's not okay to look. if Jack has the opportunity of seeing her sprawled out on the bed, legs spread with her pussy barely covered and her tits out in the open, it is only fair. she will eventually be blessed with the hung size of his cock protruding from his legs, but that view is obscured when he's pressing it down into the bed in favor of sucking on her tits.
a thin trail of spit breaks off between her swollen nub and his lips as he pulls his head back, looking up while his tongue still takes a few swipes against it. ] Glad to see you're warming up to me. Thought you would stay mad at me the whole time. [ and he is actually glad that she has decided to soften up. he wouldn't have minded fucking her until she got her act together, but her willingness is always appreciated. Jack kind of enjoys the contrast of her soft fingertips against his rough features, the gentleness she applies even as she had been virtually devouring his neck. it is an even bigger victory when he somehow gets her to agree without any retaliatory remark. ]
I'm gonna go down on you. Consider it the closest thing you'll get to an apology.
[ not that he's doing it as an obligation or anything. that would be the farthest thing from the truth. he has been curious as to how she's tasted straight from the source instead of just what was on her fingers when working inside of his mouth. she deserves a treat for the work she had put onto his cock above all else. so without further ado, she'll find the weight in her lower half lift up from the bed as both hands have released her breath to squeeze underneath her shapely thighs. they're pushed back at the knees until she's suddenly scrunched up and underneath him, and with Jack crawling down lower, her mound is just inches from her.
the scent of her arousal is evident and the dampness in her underwear has turned the fabric a few shades darker. he doesn't give her enough time to properly register what he was about to do. before she can even summon up the words to respond to his spontaneous plan of action, his tongue repeats its similar motions to toying with her breasts except applied directly to her cunt. he takes a strong lick or three, all before Jack's teeth bite down carefully enough to avoid her lips. for now. her panties are what he is focused on, sucking them into his mouth as he encloses it around her groin. the sound of her juices seeping through her clothing and into his mouth can be heard as his nails dig into her skin to keep Hana hoisted in her position, cheeks hollowing out as he sucks even harder.
[ Hana's heard snippets, of course, of the "soldier enhancement program" from the days of the omnic crisis. Majority of the program's details are kept under lock and key, but she knows that Jack had been a part of it at some point, so it sort of makes sense that his body looks like it took the beating of a lifetime. Her palm warms against the curves and lines of his scars, smoothing over raised scar tissue and the dips of his muscles beneath them. It's painfully intimate in a way that she scarcely knows how to deal with; Hana almost feels like she's snuck into someone's room and read their diary. She vaguely wonders if people still keep diaries, and surmises that if they do, Jack certainly isn't among them.
She hums appreciatively at the sight of him attentively playing with her chest and she catches her lower lip with her teeth, squirming slightly underneath him. Watching his lips move against her is almost as erotic as watching his fat cock push in and out of her, and she slides her thighs further up his sides, crooking her knees on either side of him. ]
It's hard to be mad when you're being so nice to me. [ She tilts her head and smiles, somehow managing to look cheeky even when her face is flushed with want. She continues the gentle slither of her fingertips, slowly winding her way up the curve of his shoulders in order to trace along his jawline. It's nice to see him in proper lighting, without the deafening pound of the bass ricocheting in her skull. She wants to memorize the lines of his face, the set of his jaw. She's almost able to forget the hot, soaking ache of her half-clothed pussy until he speaks again, her tender train of thought derailing and hurtling off the edge of a cliff and derailing. ]
[ Through the blurry haze of her renewed lust, Hana finds it in herself to mock his warning her first, goading him for his lack of spontaneity. Just as her lips part, however, she isn't given any time to react to her ass being hauled into the air, her thighs parted and held aloft as Jack brings his mouth to her dripping pussy, pressing the flat of his tongue along the length of her slit.
Oh. Fuck.
The shuddering moan that escapes Hana's lips is louder than she'd intended, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath the both of them. Jack's tongue drags loud, stuttering groans from her, the muscles of her thighs tensing as he brings his teeth into the equation, bracing them against the fabric of her slickened panties as he sucks her pussy through them. Heat coils and liquefies between her cunt lips as his mouth moves against her, her hips moving greedily against his lips even in her compromised position. Her pussy twitches and throbs beneath his attentions, leaving her shaking and needy.
It's safe to say that she accepts his apology, if the way she half-sobs his name is any indication. ]
[ ah, yes. this is much better. if she's going to be loud and rambunctious about something, he would rather it be because his mouth was now wrapped around the vast majority of her pussy. she's expectantly surprised at the burst of agility on his end, using his experience in both CQC and more bedroom-related matters to ensure she was safely gripped by his calloused hands so that her pussy was brought to him. it would have been too typical to just slide down to his knees and go down on her like so. he wants to take advantage of her long legs in anyway that he can.
Hana will get to memorize every little part of his face as he diligently moves his jaw against her. the only parts she won't be able to study would be what is currently obscured by her mound smothering into him. at least she will be able to tell that he does, in fact, quite enjoy the taste of her arousal when it's coming straight from her pussy by the low, muffled moans that leave him. even if her panties are still in the way, he is able to absorb a liberal amount through her clothing to swallow down. with the amount of effort he's putting forth in the half minute that's since passed, she may very well believe Jack had the intention of doing this before he even set foot into her room. no one needs to know that but Jack, however.
his teeth catch her garment yet again, this time giving a jerk of his head to pull them as far as he could to the side and away from her exposed sex. she can always feel free to assist in where he can't if she would like. whether or not she decides to do anything with her panties, he gets to where he wants by seeing the puffy outline of her pussylips glistening with juices that stick to her skin. the flat of his tongue is already working on correcting that, hoping to replace the sticky fluid with his spit instead. he presses himself firmly into her, swirling the muscle inside of his mouth around to push past the aforementioned lips and towards the pinkness that lies in between.
Jack's nails are tight and sharp against her skin before he glides them up, grabbing her entirely by the crease behind each knee and testing her flexibility. both of them are close to hitting the bed itself before he lets up, giving her the opportunity to get settled into such a revealing position in an even less amount of time. when he pulls back, he gives one last resounding suck, bringing her lips with him and watching as they slowly draw back into place. ]
This is... hah, this is what you wanted, right? [ he pushes her into answering by collecting the mixture of spit and juices against the base of his tongue, all before spitting it out into a thick glob that splatters down against her cunt. his tongue takes a swipe from the bottom to the top, pulling it back into his mouth to swallow. ] I know it ain't sucking my cock or anything, but you'll learn to enjoy.
[ "learn to enjoy", he says. as if she isn't a trembling mess of moans. he softens up for the next few moments, opting to kiss his sticky lips against the inside of her thigh, trailing down with a bite every now and again before he is back on her pussy. the kisses persist, focusing especially on the hood of her clit as he just barely lets his tongue flick the tip against her for small jolts of pleasure. maybe she's just now finding out, but there is one thing in particular that Jack especially enjoys when it comes to sex ― eating someone out. apparently he likes to give more than some minor healing in the battlefield. who would have thought. ]
[ Hana isn't entirely sure if she's ever felt this good in the entire life. Waves of pleasure roll straight from her groin, prompting her to curl her toes and take deep, shuddering breaths. She feels impossibly hot as Jack moves his mouth over her panties, his grasp on her legs firm and unmoving. She can't do much in her prone position aside from take it, and while she'd usually like to take a more proactive role in bed, she's more than happy to relish in the feeling of his tongue tracing her firmly through the fabric of her soaked panties.
His moans reverberate against her skin, sending vibrations straight to her clit and causing her to moan with increased vigor. Hana can't tell if it's been a minute or an hour; every stroke of his tongue sends flames licking at the base of her spine. When he pulls at her panties with his teeth, Hana reaches down to assist as best she can, hooking the soaked garment with a finger in order to push it around the curve of her mound. She looks down at his face, flushed and breathless, as he runs his tongue up the length of her sex.
God, where did he learn to do that? Hana can only vaguely wonder this before his tongue is delving between her petals, causing her to writhe in his firm grasp. Her head tilts back and her eyes flutter shut as a loud moan rolls past her lips, her hips pressing forward into his mouth as the tip of his tongue slides against her most sensitive areas.
She feels turned inside out, laid bare and vulnerable. The hand not holding her underwear in place moves to cover her mouth with the back of her hand, trying her best to muffle the noises she makes as he tilts her further backwards, exposing all of her. The ache of muscles rarely stretched this far back dully registers as Hana's breath hitches in her throat, the sudden absence of his mouth commanding her full attention.
Her eyes open half-mast as her eyebrows knit together, her lips forming a soft, needy moan. ]
D-Don't stop, [ She half-pleads, shuddering as she feels the warm mixture of juices slide down the length of her pussy. She can't find it in her to be irreverent. Not when he has her posed so lewdly. ] It... It feels so good--
[ Hana whimpers as his mouth finds her thigh, returning to her sex and causing her to draw a stuttering breath. The little flicks of his tongue against her clit cause her to jerk beneath him, unable to move from such a compromising position even though she desperately wants to. The stimulation is almost too much for her as her hands find the bedsheets again, curling into them for support. She feels so close, dancing along the knife-edge of her climax, and every searing stroke of his tongue causes pleasure to spike hot and unrelenting in her gut. ]
J-Jack, I'm--!
[ Hana doesn't have time to finish her sentence as his tongue finishes her, her inner walls greedily contracting as she comes undone. ]
[ he'd be flattered to know that newly opened doors of pleasure await Hana when his tongue begins to put some work into tasting her. Jack has to know to a certain extent ― with the way she's responding so favorably, there is no denying that she is getting off to this gruff, hardboiled soldier of a man's efforts. literally, because her juices are pouring into his mouth to the point where it gets hard to open his mouth from how thickly glazed his insides have become. she pushed through those kinds of obstacles when sucking his cock, so he will happily return the favor.
the fact that she still tries to grind her hips and pussy down onto his face even from the position that she's been forced into says a thing or two as well. it is cute as fuck to see that she chooses now of all times to try and control her volume, as if the constant screaming about how he had fucked her into a bathroom sink wasn't just a thing that had happened minutes ago. any sore muscles will get a gentle rubdown after this is all said and done, for once, as opposed to 76 making for a quick exit that would just lead to a very similar interaction between the two in the future. for now? she best believe she's going to be feeling some stiffness in the midst of all of the endorphin running wild within.
apparently the clit is a weak spot. while an understatement considering that it is her clit, he didn't expect to draw such a response. her pleading voice rings in his ears as he continues to work the sensitive little button with his tongue laving against it. no more than a few seconds tick on before he can feel the inevitable tightening in all of her muscles, from her legs squeezing down on his hands resting at the back of her knee, to her thighs desperately trying to close around his head to no avail. even as she falls apart into a mess of moans and twitches in her hips, his face shakes from left to right, smothering himself into her and accepting that she is absolutely wrecking his face with her juices.
he resists the urge to push her through an immediate second orgasm and instead leaves it with one last lick. it's a particularly long drag, this one ― starting much lower than her pussy. with her revealing position and her panties having been pulled to the side, his eyes did catch brief glimpses of the hole underneath. the ring of muscle was cute and naturally tight, and he can't help the prospect of teasing her by dragging his organ against it, trailing up and across the surface of her cunt before pulling back. only then is she gently brought back down to the bed, giving her a few moments of precious rest. ]
Thanks for lettin' me know I still got it. You don't... get eaten out too much, do you.
[ he says with his scars now plastered with her fluids and the back of his hand working to begin wiping his mouth clean. Jack's going to be remembering how she tastes for weeks. ]
[ Jack's efforts are more than appreciated; Hana's had a tongue between her thighs before, but usually in the form of either an inexperienced or unenthusiastic boyfriend looking to score brownie points to cash in on a later date. Jack's tongue feels like a religious experience as it slides against her, dragging shuddering moans and half-cries past her lips as her body completely gives into the feeling. The region between her legs feels like a warm, soaking mess, his saliva mingling with her juices and coursing wetly downward.
Volume control hadn't seemed so important when she'd been angry, but now that she feels like she's coming apart, the vague awareness that their comrades might be returning soon settles in at the back of her mind. Even if a small, possessive part of her wants people to hear, she knows that the prospect of anyone finding out about them is a markedly Bad idea. For all of her meager efforts, though, the hand muffling her voice does very little by way of silencing her as her moans and whimpers peak in volume with her climax. Hana can do little more than ride it out as Jack's mouth and tongue continue to work her over, left to right, sending sparks flying behind her eyes.
The haze of endorphins leaves Hana warm and dazed, but her attention is immediately commanded by the way Jack's mouth ventures southward, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. The feeling of his tongue dragging against the puckered hole causes her to shiver, the sensation foreign but not by any means unpleasant. Were she able to vocalize effectively past a few slurred words and needy whines, she'd have probably asked to explore that feeling further... but as it stands now, her pussy simply twitches and throbs in response to the stimulus, the now-familiar (but no less effective) feeling of his tongue sliding between her lips causing her to whimper needily. ]
N... Not like that, no. [ She manages to murmur breathlessly, relief flooding her protesting muscles as they're brought back down to the bed. She takes a few deep, open-mouthed breaths before sitting up and blearily grabbing her previously discarded (and conveniently located) shirt with the intent of helping him clean up. ]
Nnnn... Wait. [ She springs into action as soon as he lifts his hand up to clean at his mouth, leaning in to swipe her tongue along his lips before slanting her mouth against his, lightly sucking at his lower lip. It's her mess, so it's only fair that she's the one to clean it up, right? ]
[ he's abusing the holy hell out of the fact that Hana has been unable to retort in the way that she would like to. it's said in a lighthearted way, meaning to keep the conversation light even as he's working to catch his breath and Hana just in general trying to grasp onto her physical being. Jack seems to have put quite the number on her with his devoted mouth tricks, and he would be lying if he didn't say he was somewhat proud. fucking her is one thing, but to purposely service her pussy and nothing else? people out there know how to somehow screw something like that up, but not him. no way, no how.
the shirt that she now holds in her hands is reached out for to take, but he freezes when she asks for him to wait. he doesn't have but a second or two to look at her in the eyes before she jumps onto him with energy that he had thought was sucked out along with all of her juices. in some strange way of returning the favor from back at the club, it's now Hana that is working to taste herself. Jack's eyebrows peak up and he moans into her mouth in surprise; even his trained reflexes hadn't been prepared for her spontaneous movement. he sure does settle into the kiss rather nicely, however, an arm wrapped around her hip and pulling her in closer.
he's on his knees at this point, and there's no way she can ignore the hard cock poking just an inch away from her navel as he scratches his nails down her spine, returning the kiss as much as he can. it's Hana that is commanding her presence right now, and he doesn't have it in him to strip that away from her so soon. besides, there's better ways of occupying his time. he works to pull her panties down from her waist so that they cling to the bottoms of her asscheeks, and his palms are quick to squeezing at her shape for who knows how many times already. her weight is pushed forward so that his dick further lines up against her stomach, and while it was tempting to guide it between her legs for a second time, he decides against it.
Jack instead decides that he wants to test something. she wasn't all too against the idea of his tongue against her ass just seconds ago; it was obvious that it was intentional when he had deliberately taken his time in licking up the trail of flesh usually hidden within her backside. with his fingers already secured in squeezing at her, he pulls one cheek to the side and works the pad of his forefinger down her pussy. she's still so incredibly wet that he doesn't have to rub for long before every joint is coated with her fluids, and with that, he drags it back up. by the time they are finally pulling their sore mouths away from one another, she'll feel a certain amount of pressure in the form of his fingertip tracing the rim of her asshole. ]
You didn't seem to mind too much when I licked here, too. You want me to do that more?
[ look at daddy, asking if his baby girl would like to be spoiled further. how cute and definitely not lewd as fuck. he continues to slick his finger against the shape of her entrance, daring to sneak in a subtle jab or two to see how far she'll jump from the idea of him pushing inside so soon. she needn't be so concerned. Hana just needs to nod her head and show she likes it and he will take care of her the proper way. ]
There's a way that sucks, and then there's the way that you do it.
[ She sounds unabashedly dreamy as she says it, the afterglow settling into her skin and making her feel positively radiant. Hana's returning to herself, little by little, her characteristic fire eking back into her veins as time passes. Though exhaustion still settles in her bones, filmy and weighty, it does little to stop her from catching Jack by surprise... Or so it would seem. She takes great pleasure in the moan that rumbles past his lips, her teeth lightly grazing his bottom lip as he reciprocates.
Hana giggles into the kiss as the blunt head of his cock grazes her belly, giving a humming moan as his nails drag rough against her skin. She doesn't stop him as his hands push her panties down past the curve of her ass, pressing forward against him as he grips the soft flesh of her cheeks. Though she's long since grown used to the feeling of his calloused hands cradling her behind, she'd far from tired of it. Lazily draping one arm around Jack's neck, Hana drops the shirt in her hand in favor of wrapping her fingers around his hard shaft, lightly stroking the velvety flesh up and down, her thumb teasing along the ridge of his head. ]
Heyyy. [ She murmurs, soft against his skin as his finger delves once more into the wet heat between her slit, causing her breath to hitch in anticipation. She isn't disappointed when he withdraws from her pussy; on the contrary, she half-expects the course of his fingertip, and she's gratified when she feels his finger tease at the tight ring of muscle that his tongue had toyed with earlier. It's a strange, but not wholly unpleasant feeling, and Hana does nothing to shy away from it. ]
... M-Maybe. [ She sounds more nervous than she intends to when she answers him, eyes flickering up to his. She feels safe with Jack, and she's more than happy to experiment... but her ass was thus far uncharted territory. The feeling of his finger teasing against the rim of her puckered hole is tantalizing in its own right, however, and with the lubrication of her arousal to aid its endeavors, Hana finds herself catching her bottom lip with her teeth as she tilts her hips outwards, eager for more stimulation.
The feeling of the tight, puckered muscle of her rear entrance giving way ever-so-slightly to his finger's attentions causes Hana to moan, the arm about his neck crooking in order to support herself more fully. She's never had cause for anyone to pay attention to her ass outside of the conventional sense, and as silly as it sounded, something about Jack being the first excited her. It would take some getting used to, but every press and nudge of his finger causes jolts of pleasure to dully course towards her pussy. It doesn't take long for her to give him a concrete answer as she inclines her head almost meekly, face flushing. ]
Y... Yes, daddy. [ She presses a warm, wet kiss to the side of his mouth as she murmurs the words, her eyelids dragging shut. The title still feels a little strange on her lips, but she's willing to push past it in order to potentially see Jack react to it the way he had before. Besides, it was sort of hot, in a forbidden/May-December kind of way. Hana smirks against his skin as his fingertip experimentally dips into the tight circle of muscle again, lewd wet sounds reaching her ears and causing her to blush. ] Nobody's ever done that to me before... You made it feel really, really good.
[ she sure knows how to flatter a guy when she isn't too busy mouthing off to him instead. anyone would be after a service like that, especially when she didn't even last more than five minutes with his face between her legs. Jack would make a mental note to return to the idea of giving her oral in the future... but that's neglecting the fact that he fully intends on returning to the act in the very near future. there are some gears at work in that mind of his, and all that he is doing is leading up to one thing. with the curious touching that goes along with his finger, it shouldn't be hard to piece together what he is thinking.
he expects her to jerk away and pull back as a reflex, but when she steels herself, his cheekbones rise into a smile of sorts. she not only takes what he deals her but doubles down, feeling those tiny fingers of hers wrap around his cock to begin playing with it. just as Hana's gotten used to the feeling of him squeezing so assertively against her ass, she's familiarized herself with his shape, from the veins that trail his shaft to the consistency of his pre as it beads out. ]
Good. Glad to hear it. [ Jack's not surprised to hear that he is her first. anal isn't a thing that people even his age have decided to dabble in, let alone someone as young as Hana. as fueled as her sex drive may be ― he's curious about the collection of toys that he is currently oblivious to ― she has probably never considered toying with such a naughty part of her body. that's where he comes to play. his finger curls and with a bit of caution in his wrist moving forward, he pushes juuust the tip inside of it, enough to cause her rim to part and take him. his other hand is both pulling at her asscheek to keep her spread and soothing it, wanting to make sure they take their time with this. ] I'll make it feel better. Just think about my cock stretching your ass out. You'll be able to take every inch by the time I'm done with you.
[ he chuckles at his own words, realizing just how bad this must be. they've gone from arguing to making out to now indescribable acts of sex, one that he has explicitly driven. and she calls him daddy all the while. his cock still always twitches when the word slips off of those pouty lips, and even if a part of him always feels a pang of guilt, the arousal will always take over. the digit inside of her ass pushes inside for a moment or two longer before he pulls out completely, likely leaving behind a sense of hollowness when nothing is touching her. ]
Lie on your stomach and turn around. Like you were when you were playing your game.
[ Hana's eager to please 76, to the extent that it surprises even herself. Mouthing off to him isn't terribly far from her mind, but she stays her tongue; irreverent she may be, but she wasn't a barbarian. Besides, she honestly doesn't want to hurt her chances of a repeat performance on his part. Corny and cliche as it may sound, she could get addicted to the slide and drag of Jack's tongue against her pussy, and while his fingers are currently venturing to previously unplumbed depths, she finds that she doesn't mind most anything that he decides to do with her. It's no secret that Hana loves a challenge, and while this is a completely new and foreign trial set before her, she's nothing if not eager to surmount any misgivings she may have.
... Not that she has many, mind. Not when Jack is around.
She notices the slight upward tilt at the corners of his eyes, and she can't help but feel a little bit smug in her victory. His cock is hot and hard in her hand, and her fingertips idly trace a bulging vein running along the underside of his shaft. Her thumb slides over the slit of his crown, smearing the bead of precum that had previously formed over its ridge. When his gravelly voice reaches her ears with praise, her expression lights up in spite of herself. Hana's breath catches in her throat as he dips his fingertip just past her entrance, the tight ring of muscle catching and holding him firmly. Were it not for the slickness of her juices coating his finger, Hana knows that this would be fairly more uncomfortable than it actually is, and she's grateful that 76 seems to know what he's doing in that regard.
The feeling is, as before, strange; the burning stretch of muscle is vaguely discomforting, but not terribly so. An echo of pleasure keeps Hana in place as she does her best to relax, soothed by his hands on her and his close proximity. ] Th-This is gonna be epic. [ She breathes, more for herself than anything else. His words cause her pussy to clench with arousal even as the hand at his cock redoubles its efforts, her forehead moving to rest against his shoulder as she acclimates to the sensation of his fingertip. Hana tries to keep her breathing even as he pushes his finger in further, ever-so-slightly, but can't help the small noises that build at the back of her throat with the feeling.
Still, she smirks when he twitches in her grasp, pulling back only when he instructs her to. ]
Okaaay. [ She feigns poutiness even as she releases his cock, turning around and lowering herself just as he ordered. She bends her knees upwards, ankles in the air as she parts her thighs, crossing her arms and resting her cheek against them. She glances at him over her shoulder, almost nervously, as if she's seeking approval. ]
[ so damn tight. that's all he can think of when he tries to pry past her hole to wriggle his way inside. Jack is well aware that just about every hole on her body would be as tight as a vice, what with having fucked the two of them already and all. even as he got her to take every inch, she never seemed to loosen up too much... he honestly wonders how he will go about fixing said tightness when it comes to her ass. will he enjoy testing his options to achieve that goal? abso-fucking-lutely.
she mentions a line he swears he's heard several time out on the field, and in this context, he can't help but just burst out into a hearty series of chuckles. it's enough to make him tip his head back and run his fingers up his face and through his hair, shaking it all the while. this silly girl. ] Well, at least you're optimistic. Jesus... [ his eyes are cleared of an obstruction as soon as she pulls away, eager to eat up the view of her displaying herself accordingly. this isn't some dimly lit club or hallway. nor is it her propped up and pressed into on a sink in a bathroom. her bedroom offers nothing to hide how Hana looks when she turns around and goes prone. if she's seeking approval, she gets it in the way he looks at her.
when she peeks around to get a look at him, she'll notice how his hand has already gone down to stroke at his own throbbing length. surely she can't blame him. with her legs spread, feet kicking back and her ass exposed so plainly, the slickness of her pussy and the briefest glimpse of the rim he had just been playing with... there's plenty to jerk himself off to. it doesn't last for long, fortunately enough. the bed begins to sink in lower as he presses his weight into with all fours, crawling over to Hana's petite frame as she lies there for him to take as his own. his nails scratch down her sides before resting underneath each cheek of her ass. a firm squeeze or two occurs and he's spreading her nice and wide, revealing her holes even further. ]
You tell me if I ever go too far, alright? Can't go scarin' you off if I want to do this to you in the future...
[ he's already leaning down, teeth sharp against the smooth flesh of her backside as Jack takes a gentle bite. the bite quickly transitions into a suck, rolling his tongue over the marks left behind as he slowly begins to make way towards the cleft of flesh now open to be viewed thanks to the efforts of his fingers kneading away. Jack wants her anticipating it, taking his precious time rolling the tip of his pink muscle onto... well, her pink muscle. he deliberately focuses on flicking it against the bottom of her pussy and the small gap between both holes. whether she decides to get pouty or not, Jack finally laps the base of his tongue over her ass for the second time.
the tip of his tongue curls into her opening, much more purposeful than a teasing stroke like before. his breath is hot and labored, pressing onto her skin in between the swirl-like motions that his organ follows along the shape of Hana's rim. this goes on for a few more seconds before he's pulling back; not before spitting out his collection of spit right against her. Jack's thumb quickly serves as a replacement, resuming the efforts of smearing his saliva into her while he looks up to see how she is faring. ]
See? Not too bad? Even if this is just the tip of the iceberg.
[ Hana makes a soft noise, silencing herself when she hears his laughter. She snorts. ]
Shouldn't I be, though? [ Her voice is slightly muffled by the tilt of her chin against her arm, and she rolls her eyes. She can't tell if he's laughing affectionately or because he's making fun of her. She's long grown used to peppering her speech with gamer jargon, and it's charmed enough of her fans inside and out of the bedroom that she doesn't bat an eyelash when she uses them in everyday life. ] I know I'm in good hands.
[ Familiar smugness clouds her expression as she watches him from her compromised view, her eyes drinking in the way he jerks himself off. She smirks, catlike, as she watches him, even as he stops in order to suspend himself over her on the mattress. As his fingernails scratch twin marks down the sides of her body, she shivers, tilting her ass upwards in order to give him easier access. Hana makes a small noise of approval as he spreads her open, baring herself to him, glancing at his face over her shoulder once more as she braces her weight with her elbows. ]
It's gonna take a lot to scare me off. [ If she sounds cocky, it's because she definitely is. She feels Jack's breath gust hot against her skin before his teeth bite into it, causing her to whimper and push further against his mouth. Desire spikes with renewed fervor between her legs as he moves his lips against her, and he accomplishes his goal as she burns for him expectantly, her pussy still slick and hot when his tongue finds it again. Though it hasn't been that long since his head has been between her thighs, Hana's response to the sensation is almost Pavlovian; the simple drag of his tongue is enough to cause her to jerk and moan, loudly, even as his mouth ventures downward.
She doesn't realize she's holding her breath until his tongue dips into her rear entrance, causing her to tense in spite of herself. There's no question about it feeling good, and she surrenders herself to that fact, even if her first instinct is to worry about cleanliness. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her as she struggles to push such self-conscious thoughts from her mind, her hips tilting towards Jack's mouth to assist him in his endeavors. Each wet and muffled sound causes her to shudder, the warm sensation of his tongue against her rim leaving her shaking.
When he pulls back, Hana's breath catches in her throat as his thumb works against the muscle he'd been showering with attention, the thick digit blunt and teasing against her rear. She looks back at him, swallowing thickly before opening her mouth to speak. ]
I want... [ For some reason, the words come with difficulty. ] I want more.
[ tch. cockiness, at a time like this? he would tell her to get a hold of herself if his mouth hadn't been so preoccupied trying to prove why she shouldn't be. it's at least something to see how willing and open she is to embrace such a lewd act. with the complimentary age difference and daddy kink that is constantly swelling between the both of them, what is a little anal experimentation, really. as with all things involving Hana, she challenges them head-on. she accepted the sudden blowjob with open arms and an even more open throat. what's to say he can't open her ass up along the way?
his fingers are gentle in their squeezes, purposely coercing her muscles to relax when he feels her tense up against them. the motions of his thumb against her hole is gentle, almost as if keeping her familiarized with the sensation so she can begin to settle. he kisses at the bottom of her asscheek, smiling the most subtle of smiles against her skin when she meekly states how she wants more. ]
Hm. Alright. Just try to avoid tightening up. Trust me... it's for the best.
[ if she wants to even try and take his cock inside of her, she's going to have to learn that and fast. but he is eager to help her wash away any insecurities or doubts, mouth pressing back against the rim of her ass as he gives an almost lewd-sounding suck against it. he shows no hesitance of his own when he kisses against her entrance, even moaning out into her as a result of him both catching his breath and getting into the act of rimming this young, """innocent""" girl. another thing to bury himself with guilt over in the near or distant future, but sure as hell not now.
his tongue starts stiffening at this point, getting more pointed in its jabs as he tries to tease her asshole to open up for him. it's the best thing to try and accommodate her with before he steps up to actual penetration with his fingers or more. he'll eventually call her out for the sex toys that he just knows she has, maybe even use them to help. they can make a whole thing out of this. it will be their thing. their naughty, naughty thing between both daddy and baby girl. god, how shameful can they get.
he pulls back again with webs of saliva breaking apart from both his maw and her backside, only so he can speak between rushed pants. ]
Bounce... hah, bounce your ass back against me. Grind against... my tongue... hah.
[ Jack won't wait for her with bated breath. he goes back to doing his job, strong laps going from her pussy to her ass to keep her pleasure points at bay. her nerve endings are likely on fire at this point. he'll get her drooling into her bed sooner or later. ]
[ Hana's cockiness is always merited, as far as she's concerned. The fact that she's open to this entire situation at all is because it's Jack's mouth working her over, and if he'd been anyone else, she's damn sure that she wouldn't be so gung-ho about the whole thing. If she has her way, anal experimentation is going to be just the beginning for the two of them. She'll call him daddy as much as he likes, so long as he keeps touching her, regardless of where.
His gentleness is appreciated, and she does her best to ease up in the wake of his thumb gently pushing past her entrance. She nods at what he says, though she doesn't know if he can see it, and she closes her eyes. The idea is that she won't be able to clench up in anticipation if she can't see him coming!... But only time will tell if that's a feasible strategy.
Hana can't help the way she tightens up as she feels his mouth press wetly against her hole, a soft whine accompanying the shudder that courses through her body at the feeling. She manages to relax as his lips move against her, biting the inside of her cheek at the strange, slippery sensation of his tongue dragging across her rim, pleasure coursing dully upwards with the feeling. She can feel his breath gust, warm and moist, between her cheeks, and it causes a hot blush to dust across her face. Still, she holds fast, trying her best to relax... especially when his tongue stiffens and begins to push into the tight ring of muscle that it had previously been teasing. ]
Ja-aack-- [ She mewls, the foreign warmth causing her to tense up again instinctively. She focuses on the way his moan reverberates against her and she groans, raising her hips upwards. Her knees support her weight as she pushes up into him even as he pulls away with a slick noise, causing her to open her eyes and to look over at him again. While she's entertained the idea, she's never used any of her toys to play with her ass before... and while she's glad Jack is her very first in this department, she finds herself quickly rethinking the utilization of her arsenal. She doubts that anything she owns can compare to the way Jack's tongue feels against her, but she also doubts that Jack will always be there to sate her appetite in this regard.
Possessive as she is, she knows he isn't a miracle worker... even if the way his mouth moves against her makes her feel otherwise. ]
Bossy... [ She half-moans, teasing him even as she does as she's bade. When his tongue dips into her neglected slit, she cries out, the stimulation proving to be almost too much even when his tongue drags wetly against her ass again. Biting her lip, she rolls her hips upwards into his mouth, eager for any and all stimulation that he's willing to provide. As his tongue continues its veritable onslaught, he almost gets what he wants as she cries out again, strings of spit connecting her upper and lower lips as she tilts her hips against him rhythmically, her fists bunching up the sheets beneath her.
Loath as she is to admit it, this feels fucking good, now that the strangeness of his tongue being back there has worn off. ]
[ and it's becoming all the more evident that it's feeling good in the way she reacts. when she isn't screaming at him for practically abandoning her for the past couple weeks, she's been nothing but a mewling puddle of arousal. that's only gotten worse (read: better) as she lies sprawled out on her own bed, grinding her backside down against his awaiting mouth and tongue to try and get more of the same kinds of sensations that he has been providing. maybe he has a part to play in that when he demanded her to do so, but still. she's doing it with vigor. that's what matters, okay.
he works the craning of his neck in tandem with the shift of her hips moving backwards and up into him, ensuring that he continues the strokes of his muscle reach both of her holes each time. his hands continue to smooth over the shape of her ass all the while, squeezing at her flesh and keeping her spread so that he can re-focus his efforts on just rimming her again. Jack mouths into her rim, kissing his lips against it once, twice, three times before he stiffens his tongue to try and push it past her again. the constant attention and prodding from both finger and organ has to have done a number on her by now, and he is about to find out.
she will feel the bed continue to move as he shifts on top of it, standing up and onto his knees with his cock hovering just a few inches above that of her own body. as tempting as it was to continue licking away at her, he'd like to think that she's received more than enough oral-related attention for the time being. his cock has its own urges to sate, and he intends on doing just that. ]
Did you like that, kid? Sorry I didn't let you cum again. You'll have another opportunity in a little bit.
[ his smirk is invisible to her, but she can probably hear the smugness dripping from his voice. 76 really has been spending too much time with her as of late. he reaches down to jerk himself off again, smearing the little amount of spit that is still sticking against his fingers into his skin. with his fingers squeezing around the base, he begins to wag the hefty weight down so that his tip slaps onto her asscheek, watching her flesh ripple in response. this occurs several times, dripping the excess pre down onto Hana while he smacks himself hard enough to make her skin tingle.
he continues his efforts as he pulls at her backside with his free hand once again, exposing her ass and pussy to his hungry gaze. when Jack wags his dick down this time, she'll notice the definitive cut of his tip press firmly into the ring of muscle that is still soaked with saliva and juices from the constant licking between both. the lewd noise that it makes is what was best, but he does enjoy the unique feeling of his underside rubbing into her as he begins to linger. it isn't long until his knees climb up and further between her legs, and with that, a good portion of his weight is pressed into her back with his entire cock lancing against the cleft of her ass. ]
I'm gonna be nice and fuck your pussy first, okay? [ his voice drops to a whisper again, now that he is so close to her ear. ] But you best believe I'm still goin' to play with your ass... and then I'm going to fuck that. You understand?
[ he thrusts himself into her backside as an added emphasis, all while a hand reaches around to cup the bottom of her chin so that she looks over her shoulder and at him to the best of her ability. his mouth is close enough to kiss her, but he doesn't. not right now. ]
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[ no satisfaction will be provided, she says, as her hips are already working in a wave-like motion against his groin. he wonders if this is a matter of her getting over her issues with him or just accepting that she wants sex more than arguing with each other like they were long-term lovers. either way he looks at it, it's funny. they went from cold to hot in just seconds. Jack supposes that is always better than more tears and screaming. ]
But you are. You demanded you wanted more and only with you. Forgot already?
[ he gets what she means but that doesn't mean he isn't going to go for a little payback and be the smartass for a change. it's not like she doesn't know that she was being a hypocrite or anything. not as she resumes an act that she has become skilled at: goading. instead of actually kissing him, her breath is on his face with her lips merely teasing the prospect of actually doing so. she keeps whispering and he is seconds from disrupting the nest she has made in his lap to throw her onto the bed. but she would like that. Jack can't have her enjoying herself too much. she's going to have to work for it. ]
You might think about dialing it down a few notches. Maybe more than a few. [ desperate. hah. she will be shown desperate when he reaches around and shoves his hands underneath Hana's underwear, fingers sinking deep into her ass as it sticks out from her position in the chair. he lifts her up and into his hands, something she can't be all too surprised by anymore, pushing her closer so that their mouths close over one another.
he has to do all the work, it seems. even if he's mad at himself for letting her sucker him into initiating the kiss, he is far from upset at the kiss itself. this is shown by the way he possessively claims her body with the deep gropes and squeezes of his palms into her flesh, finally making the both of them shut up and do what they have obviously wanted to do again over the past two weeks. ]
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Her affection for him is constantly overridden by her want of him, and even that is muted by the smartass comments that constantly tumble from her lips every time he opens his. ]
I don't see you arguing. [ She retorts, giving a soft bark of laughter at what he says next. ] Since when have I ever dialed anything down? [ Hana bites back a groan as his hands find her rear, and she doesn't have time to fully parse the feeling of his mouth against his before she's kissing him back, hungrily, all heat and teeth and salt.
She practically shudders in his grasp as he gives in to him, a deep well of gratification forming somewhere south of her ribcage. Her teeth lightly rake against his bottom lip as his hands do their work on her ass, the soft flesh pillowing out around the indentations of his fingers. She moans deeply against his lips, the sound reverberating where their mouths are joined even as her tongue teases against his teeth, half-seeking entry. Hana crooks one of the arms that she has draped across his shoulders in order to tangle her fingers in the short hairs at the back of Jack's head, slanting her mouth in order to deepen the kiss further.
Even she had to admit: this is pretty thirsty behavior. ]
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if all of them end up turning out into a scenario similar to now, with Hana mounting him and their lips crashing together like the fiercest of waves? okay. Jack can deal with some yelling at crying for the greater good. maybe that isn't the best of mindsets, but really, neither of them are capable of judging each other at this point. as the seconds tick on and their kiss naturally deepens, it won't be longer before they are hardly even thinking of the two weeks that led to now. at least it'll make the sex all the better! ]
―Got tired of arguing. I'm looking for something else. [ he speaks just as he pries his mouth off of her own, already breathing heavily from the amount of exertion between the two of them in such little time. she was close to eating his face from how deeply she pushed into him, lips already red from the abrupt level of attention. Jack squeezes her ass one last time before he pulls out from her underwear, instead grabbing the crotch of them from behind as he simply tugs. up it goes, wedging between her cheeks and grinding against the lips of her pussy. he's sure the visual of her backside poking out from the end of the chair would be quite nice, but alas, he will settle with Hana's face as he does such a daring thing. ] And I'm thinkin'... I'm thinkin' it's along the lines of what you want yourself.
[ looks like they found something else to agree with! how nice. his wrist pulls up higher, tightening the constriction of her panties rubbing harshly into her skin. it's a good thing that he can safely assume she's gotten at least damp between her legs, if only because of how much she wanted him before realizing it was a realistic conclusion to their fight. having his large hands take hold of her has to help accelerate that process, he would hope. ]
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Or perhaps it speaks volumes of how terrible her impulse control actually is. She can't resist him, and she's known from the beginning that the path they've chosen is a terrible and unforgiving one. Hana's thought about the scandal that would erupt should the media catch hold of their little affair, but even that seems to pale in comparison to the way they will fare together internally. As much as she wants to focus on the physicality of their relationship, she knows that it can't last that way. Fights like this are, indeed, on the horizon if they carry on this way, and while she feigns ignorance, Hana knows that she can't ignore it for long.
"For long" is, gratefully, still a ways away, however. And she's nothing if not an opportunist. ]
Yeah? Is this the real reason why you came here, then? [ She murmurs as he breaks the kiss, her mind reeling as she takes in a deep gulp of air. She'd kissed him until she was dizzy, the absence of his mouth's warmth causing a dull ache to throb between her legs. The hand in his hair slides downwards as if she isn't sure where she wants to touch first, opting to trail down his shoulders, over his bicep, and towards his chest. Leaning down, she presses a hot, suckling kiss beneath 76's jaw, inhaling sharply as his hand hikes her panties between the lips of her pussy. She's so slick and hot-- she has been since he entered the room, if she's honest-- and the feeling of the fabric bunching and harshly curving against her clit is enough to cause her to bear her hips down against the sensation. ]
Since when have you ever cared about what I want? [ She snaps, a bit of heat that has nothing to do with her arousal entering her voice. Hana's aware that this is his way of making nice, but she can't help herself as her teeth graze the flesh of his neck, her tongue laving against it to taste the salt of his skin. She presses her tits against his chest, arching her back in order to give him easier access to where she wants the most attention. The feeling of her panties biting into her pussy drags a moan past her lips as she rocks her ass against the taut strip of fabric being held in place by his fingers. It feels good, yes, but it's barely enough, and she nips hard at his earlobe in complaint. ]
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with her sinking her weight down into the bunched up pair of panties, Jack will take that as a sign to twist it into his fingers and pull even harder. it's wounded up thin like a thong at this point, and from an outsider's view, Hana seems like a poorly censored hentai drawing from her pussy's puffy shape barely being concealed. when she starts on with the saltiness again, you best believe he is gripping at her underwear hard enough to hear a subtle stretch in the fabric. not much more and he could easily snap it off. ]
Don't you start with that shit. [ he snaps back in turn, even as she tries playing hot-and-cold with her mouth and tongue tending to his neck. a sigh follows as she successfully distracts him for just a few seconds, but he pulls himself back in to gently grab her by her hair just as she bites at his ear. Hana's forced to look up at him again, eyes still glaring straight into hers. she isn't going to get away with something like that and then pretend she never said it in the first place. ] I care about you. More than I'd like to admit. And I wanna make this work, even if we both know it ain't likely. But I'm willing to try.
[ her panties are saved the unfortunate fate of being ripped off as he finally gives in to doing what the both of them knew would happen sooner or later. Hana is shoved off from his lap and onto the bed directly behind her, hoping to find her sprawled up with her underwear still barely covering her delicates and her shirt riding up high. he's quick to kick the computer chair back with a resounding slam of it hitting the desk behind him, crawling into the bed and over her, knees inside the opening between her own. his muscular build towers over her, palms above each shoulder while he slowly begins to lean back in. ]
We're gonna have to keep this quiet, you know. For your sake. Don't get used to us meeting up in your bedroom.
[ he's seriously considering this. he is seriously allowing the opportunity for them to think about how they can sneak away and continue their activities without the risk of being found out. ―by anyone. even if there's the possibility of feelings of some kind developing from either of them, not even the empathetic Mercy would let them get away with what they wanted. ]
Enjoy me in your bed while you got the chance.
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Hana gives a soft cry as her panties are pulled further along her slit, her arousal more than evident as it soaks the strained fabric. The soft flesh of her pussy protests as the bite of the fabric slides harshly against her outer lips, but the last thing Hana wants is for him to stop. Her fingernails curl into the fabric of his jacket even as he pulls her to face him, causing her to whimper in protest.
His words cause her heart to leap into her throat in spite of herself, her arousal momentarily forgotten as her stomach flutters. Her eyes widen to hear him speak so frankly, and heat that has nothing to do with her desire patches at the skin of her face, dusting it pink. For some reason, she feels like she wants to cry again, and her lip quivers. God, it's so corny, but hearing him say that makes her want to crush her lips against his again, kissing him until she's lightheaded. It's just as she's about to that he pushes her off of him and onto the mattress, causing her to make a strangled noise.
Her heart pounds in her ears as he occupies the space between her parted legs, her face and chest flushing as she watches him. Her throat is dry, suddenly, and her lungs can't seem to fill with quite enough air. When he suspends himself over her, she watches him in silence, struggling to regain herself.
How inept can she be? Getting excited because he said he cared, explicitly? Hana busies herself with tearing her shirt off over her head, managing a shaky smile. ]
Y-Yeah. [ Lame. Lame lame lame lame. The only thing Hana wants to do is drown herself in him, but her mind already races with possibility, even as her hands feverishly work to undo whatever buckles or clasps that hold his clothes together. Her hands are deft in spite of the way her fingers tremble, giddiness causing her vision to swirl. There was always the dropship after a mission. Or the broom closet? Or maybe one of the abandoned Watchpoints-- ]
Okay. [ Wow, she's on a roll today. Where are her quips? Where is her smart mouth? She sounds smaller than she'd intended. Struggling to keep her cool, Hana's gaze flickers up to his. ] I'm planning to enjoy you everywhere else, too, after this. [ It's still lame, but far better than the meek virginal role she'd suddenly assumed. Leaning up on her elbows, she presses another hot, open-mouthed kiss to the side of his neck that she'd neglected earlier, her thighs parting in order to better accommodate him on the mattress. ] Like on that table in the safehouse in Dorado-- [ She pauses, her breath stuttering slightly as she slides her tongue along his skin again. ] Or the arcade in Hanamura-- [ Hana makes a mewling noise, desperate as she squirms beneath him. ]
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he still has no clue as to what they are, exactly, but he knows at least that much. it's a start in the right direction. or wrong. very wrong, depending on how you want to look at it.
Jack will happily settle with doing nothing but stare, watching as Hana just breaks down into just one word sentences whilst tearing her shirt off like she couldn't breathe with it still on. he seems pleased with himself, even if he would want nothing more than to just bury his hips down into her exposed crotch for some semblance of relief. when she begins to work on getting his own clothes off with an equal amount of desperation, he comes to the realization that he didn't have to do much if he so chooses. too bad he's not the type to have idle hands. ]
You're forgetting the Deadlock Gang's bar at Route 66. It's a good thing I've been thinking about it, too.
[ he isn't shy about looking down to see her breasts, either clad in a bra or nothing at all. regardless of what may be there, Jack finally becomes proactive, allowing both palms to glide their way up her now bare stomach to squeeze underneath the cups of both tits. with her spreading her legs wider, he finally drops his weight down and gives what the both of them want, grinding the inevitable bulge in his pants into her. ]
―and why the hell do you think I'll allow Hanamura? I'm not gonna deal with you playing Siege Mode 3 while fucking you from behind.
[ there is a glint of humor in his voice as he presses his stubble into her neck for a change, biting his teeth down into the skin that has probably been healed of its previous marks for only a few days now. the movements in his lower half continue, pushing as firmly as he can even when his pants block much of the friction. she won't have much trouble sizing him up either way. ]
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Hana has even less of an idea as to what they are, but knowing that he actually cares about her speaks leaps and bounds. Barring the obvious questionable moral standpoints of their current arrangement, Hana feels like she's scaled an invisible wall, bringing her closer to 76 than she had been previously.
Though his words have practically put her over the moon, the incessant ache between her thighs grounds her, bringing her back to herself as she watches his face. He looks pleased as ever, and she buries her face into his neck to keep herself from taunting him about it, not wanting to ruin the moment. She succeeds at undoing his pants and hiking his shirt halfway up his back before he speaks again, sending a shudder through her body. ]
But it's so grimy there, [ She murmurs, though in her heart of hearts she knows she doesn't care. They could probably do a lot of interesting things on those bar stools, and didn't the place have a pool table? She wasn't entirely sure if the Deadlock Gang still frequented the place; it'd always been empty when she'd gone. She'd just assumed they had any number of other safehouses that they rotated between. For all she knew, they could have an audience if they acted out their plan. She moans as his hands find the underside of her exposed breasts, grateful that she'd decided that wearing a bra would be a chore on her day off. Her skin is soft and warm against his calloused palms, filling his hands and pillowing slightly between his fingers. ]
Mmmmmn, but imagine how satisfying it'll be for me to beat my high score with your cock inside me-- [ She groans as he grinds into her, prompting her to bite her bottom lip and raise her ass up to meet him. He feels hot and hard even through the rough material of his pants, and desire spikes hotly in her gut at the prospect. Hana giggles softly as his teeth find her neck, expelling a soft, satisfied sigh. The bruise had purpled for a few days before going yellow, fading completely only a few days before this. She was happy for him leaving another mark in its stead, however, and she seeks to return the favor as she nuzzles her face into the crook of his neck again. ]
Or the hangar in-- nnn-- Volskaya? It'll be cold but-- [ She gives another rough, suckling bite at the pinking flesh of his neck, seeking to leave behind a hickey or two as her mouth roves over it. ] -- Kinda romantic, if we decide to use one of the residences... They have really nice c-couches... [ She curses softly under her breath as he grinds into her, her hands eagerly undoing his pants and attempting to push them down his thighs. ]
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once upon a time, he didn't like showing reminders of fights that he didn't always win to people, especially those that he had become close to. often enough they would feel guilt and pity him for the experiences that he had to have been put through in order to receive the scars in the first place. now? Jack doesn't care. there's many more on his back and his thighs, and if he has his way, he will receive more. Hana will just have to learn to deal with providing temporary marks on him similar to the ones he leaves in his wake. ]
Because a club is so much better. Right.
[ he would be so close to rolling his eyes if it weren't for her still bringing up other locations. Jack shouldn't be enabling her into thinking that sex in their very open safehouses is a good idea, but... it's an interesting enough thought. when she brings up Volskaya, he parts his lips to speak but nothing comes out. nothing except for a sharp inhale of breath as her teeth work to return the favor, sucking hard and bringing the blood up to the surface. his hands on her tits squeeze harder until he lets go, slowly dragging his groin away from her to pull down a few inches. ]
I guess that would work. You're not worried you would start nipping?
[ emphasis on the fact that his lips are now sucking on one of her said nipples. it's the first time he's seen them naked, even if the dress at the club was a poor excuse at trying to keep her in check. other than a few gropes and squeezes when fucking her, he had never been able to put a proper amount of attention to her cute, perky shape. his lips kiss against the stiffening peak before his teeth catch hold against it, canine scraping along the side to entice sharp pangs of pleasure mixed with the briefest levels of pain. that pain may spike a bit when he tugs it back, releasing it with a resounding suck as his hand works to tweak the lonelier of the two with both index and forefinger.
she'll notice that he's since palmed his pants down to his ankles along with his underwear, kicking them all off along with his shoes. wow, an entirely naked Jack Morrison in Hana Song's bed. this took a quick turn. he pulls back with a wet pop and bites at the inside of her cleavage once and then twice, looking up to her from his almost-prone position. it's certainly a unique angle of the man that was usually standing tall above her. ]
Let's keep your mind focused on right now, though. Think you can do that for me?
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She wonders if her body will look that way too, once her battles are over. While it's easy to imagine that she'll continue fighting until her body gives way, thoughts of a civilian life somewhere down the line are nice. Like a beacon in the middle of a snowstorm. When she studies Jack's scars, his actual age weighs heavy upon her, and in a moment of tenderness she traces them with her other hand. Here is a man who's seen his fair share of war and strife. It's easy for her to focus on how hot she finds him and how thrilling it is to defy him, but when she sees him like this, laid bare with nothing between them, Hana can't help but want to memorize the ghost of every injury that mars his skin. He works so hard to protect his comrades-- the entire world, really-- and this is just part of the price he's paid.
She's almost embarrassed. Her body is unmarked in comparison, her skin an expanse of smooth, pale flesh with only the tiniest scars from childhood to speak of. Her face, her agent has often said, is one of her best assets, so any injury that it suffers is treated almost immediately and only with the most cutting edge technology. The part of her with something to prove resents this practice, but she understands it from a logical standpoint. She needs to remain marketable. ]
Right. [ She sneers in response, unable to stop the giggle that bubbles up in the back of her throat. She supposes that it's silly to complain about the dinginess of a bar when she and Jack first became intimate with eachother in a hallway and a public restroom. She returns her attentions to the mark that she's worrying against his neck, reveling in the way his hands feel as they encircle her bare tits. Her hips roll almost lazily up against the shape of his cock that's straining against the front of his pants, and she hums, low and disappointed, when he pulls away. ]
You'd be there to keep me warm. I wouldn't have to worry about any of that. [ She takes a shuddering breath as his lips encircle the tender bud of her nipple, one of her hands cupping the side of his face as he works her over. His teeth only serve to make her arch her back up into his mouth, eager for more as her thighs come up to frame his sides. If she was wet before, she's practically dripping now, the sight of him doing nothing to abate the desire steadily coiling its way up her spine. The sting of his teeth tugging her skin does little more than cause her to moan, low and appreciative, as her feet slide along the surface of the sheets.
Though he may be stark naked, Hana marvels at how his lack of clothing does nothing in terms of making him look vulnerable. He still completely covers her body as she lays beneath him, and desire dusts her skin red as she sucks in a breath through her teeth when he looks up to her face. She knows that his teeth will leave marks all over her skin, and she couldn't be happier about it. ]
... Yes. [ The syllable comes out in a hoarse half-whisper as she watches him, the hand cupping his face gently sliding upwards into his hair. She strokes the shock of white that she finds there, her thumb dipping low in order to smooth over his lower lip as her body tenses underneath him, anticipatory. She was running out of places to suggest, anyway, and watching him is making it much harder to focus. ]
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she can feel free to touch him as she sees fit, though. he understands that his body being displayed accordingly will yield a certain amount of interest, and it would be ignorant of him to make her think it's not okay to look. if Jack has the opportunity of seeing her sprawled out on the bed, legs spread with her pussy barely covered and her tits out in the open, it is only fair. she will eventually be blessed with the hung size of his cock protruding from his legs, but that view is obscured when he's pressing it down into the bed in favor of sucking on her tits.
a thin trail of spit breaks off between her swollen nub and his lips as he pulls his head back, looking up while his tongue still takes a few swipes against it. ] Glad to see you're warming up to me. Thought you would stay mad at me the whole time. [ and he is actually glad that she has decided to soften up. he wouldn't have minded fucking her until she got her act together, but her willingness is always appreciated. Jack kind of enjoys the contrast of her soft fingertips against his rough features, the gentleness she applies even as she had been virtually devouring his neck. it is an even bigger victory when he somehow gets her to agree without any retaliatory remark. ]
I'm gonna go down on you. Consider it the closest thing you'll get to an apology.
[ not that he's doing it as an obligation or anything. that would be the farthest thing from the truth. he has been curious as to how she's tasted straight from the source instead of just what was on her fingers when working inside of his mouth. she deserves a treat for the work she had put onto his cock above all else. so without further ado, she'll find the weight in her lower half lift up from the bed as both hands have released her breath to squeeze underneath her shapely thighs. they're pushed back at the knees until she's suddenly scrunched up and underneath him, and with Jack crawling down lower, her mound is just inches from her.
the scent of her arousal is evident and the dampness in her underwear has turned the fabric a few shades darker. he doesn't give her enough time to properly register what he was about to do. before she can even summon up the words to respond to his spontaneous plan of action, his tongue repeats its similar motions to toying with her breasts except applied directly to her cunt. he takes a strong lick or three, all before Jack's teeth bite down carefully enough to avoid her lips. for now. her panties are what he is focused on, sucking them into his mouth as he encloses it around her groin. the sound of her juices seeping through her clothing and into his mouth can be heard as his nails dig into her skin to keep Hana hoisted in her position, cheeks hollowing out as he sucks even harder.
it's one hell of an apology, what can he say. ]
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She hums appreciatively at the sight of him attentively playing with her chest and she catches her lower lip with her teeth, squirming slightly underneath him. Watching his lips move against her is almost as erotic as watching his fat cock push in and out of her, and she slides her thighs further up his sides, crooking her knees on either side of him. ]
It's hard to be mad when you're being so nice to me. [ She tilts her head and smiles, somehow managing to look cheeky even when her face is flushed with want. She continues the gentle slither of her fingertips, slowly winding her way up the curve of his shoulders in order to trace along his jawline. It's nice to see him in proper lighting, without the deafening pound of the bass ricocheting in her skull. She wants to memorize the lines of his face, the set of his jaw. She's almost able to forget the hot, soaking ache of her half-clothed pussy until he speaks again, her tender train of thought derailing and hurtling off the edge of a cliff and derailing. ]
[ Through the blurry haze of her renewed lust, Hana finds it in herself to mock his warning her first, goading him for his lack of spontaneity. Just as her lips part, however, she isn't given any time to react to her ass being hauled into the air, her thighs parted and held aloft as Jack brings his mouth to her dripping pussy, pressing the flat of his tongue along the length of her slit.
Oh. Fuck.
The shuddering moan that escapes Hana's lips is louder than she'd intended, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath the both of them. Jack's tongue drags loud, stuttering groans from her, the muscles of her thighs tensing as he brings his teeth into the equation, bracing them against the fabric of her slickened panties as he sucks her pussy through them. Heat coils and liquefies between her cunt lips as his mouth moves against her, her hips moving greedily against his lips even in her compromised position. Her pussy twitches and throbs beneath his attentions, leaving her shaking and needy.
It's safe to say that she accepts his apology, if the way she half-sobs his name is any indication. ]
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Hana will get to memorize every little part of his face as he diligently moves his jaw against her. the only parts she won't be able to study would be what is currently obscured by her mound smothering into him. at least she will be able to tell that he does, in fact, quite enjoy the taste of her arousal when it's coming straight from her pussy by the low, muffled moans that leave him. even if her panties are still in the way, he is able to absorb a liberal amount through her clothing to swallow down. with the amount of effort he's putting forth in the half minute that's since passed, she may very well believe Jack had the intention of doing this before he even set foot into her room. no one needs to know that but Jack, however.
his teeth catch her garment yet again, this time giving a jerk of his head to pull them as far as he could to the side and away from her exposed sex. she can always feel free to assist in where he can't if she would like. whether or not she decides to do anything with her panties, he gets to where he wants by seeing the puffy outline of her pussylips glistening with juices that stick to her skin. the flat of his tongue is already working on correcting that, hoping to replace the sticky fluid with his spit instead. he presses himself firmly into her, swirling the muscle inside of his mouth around to push past the aforementioned lips and towards the pinkness that lies in between.
Jack's nails are tight and sharp against her skin before he glides them up, grabbing her entirely by the crease behind each knee and testing her flexibility. both of them are close to hitting the bed itself before he lets up, giving her the opportunity to get settled into such a revealing position in an even less amount of time. when he pulls back, he gives one last resounding suck, bringing her lips with him and watching as they slowly draw back into place. ]
This is... hah, this is what you wanted, right? [ he pushes her into answering by collecting the mixture of spit and juices against the base of his tongue, all before spitting it out into a thick glob that splatters down against her cunt. his tongue takes a swipe from the bottom to the top, pulling it back into his mouth to swallow. ] I know it ain't sucking my cock or anything, but you'll learn to enjoy.
[ "learn to enjoy", he says. as if she isn't a trembling mess of moans. he softens up for the next few moments, opting to kiss his sticky lips against the inside of her thigh, trailing down with a bite every now and again before he is back on her pussy. the kisses persist, focusing especially on the hood of her clit as he just barely lets his tongue flick the tip against her for small jolts of pleasure. maybe she's just now finding out, but there is one thing in particular that Jack especially enjoys when it comes to sex ― eating someone out. apparently he likes to give more than some minor healing in the battlefield. who would have thought. ]
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His moans reverberate against her skin, sending vibrations straight to her clit and causing her to moan with increased vigor. Hana can't tell if it's been a minute or an hour; every stroke of his tongue sends flames licking at the base of her spine. When he pulls at her panties with his teeth, Hana reaches down to assist as best she can, hooking the soaked garment with a finger in order to push it around the curve of her mound. She looks down at his face, flushed and breathless, as he runs his tongue up the length of her sex.
God, where did he learn to do that? Hana can only vaguely wonder this before his tongue is delving between her petals, causing her to writhe in his firm grasp. Her head tilts back and her eyes flutter shut as a loud moan rolls past her lips, her hips pressing forward into his mouth as the tip of his tongue slides against her most sensitive areas.
She feels turned inside out, laid bare and vulnerable. The hand not holding her underwear in place moves to cover her mouth with the back of her hand, trying her best to muffle the noises she makes as he tilts her further backwards, exposing all of her. The ache of muscles rarely stretched this far back dully registers as Hana's breath hitches in her throat, the sudden absence of his mouth commanding her full attention.
Her eyes open half-mast as her eyebrows knit together, her lips forming a soft, needy moan. ]
D-Don't stop, [ She half-pleads, shuddering as she feels the warm mixture of juices slide down the length of her pussy. She can't find it in her to be irreverent. Not when he has her posed so lewdly. ] It... It feels so good--
[ Hana whimpers as his mouth finds her thigh, returning to her sex and causing her to draw a stuttering breath. The little flicks of his tongue against her clit cause her to jerk beneath him, unable to move from such a compromising position even though she desperately wants to. The stimulation is almost too much for her as her hands find the bedsheets again, curling into them for support. She feels so close, dancing along the knife-edge of her climax, and every searing stroke of his tongue causes pleasure to spike hot and unrelenting in her gut. ]
J-Jack, I'm--!
[ Hana doesn't have time to finish her sentence as his tongue finishes her, her inner walls greedily contracting as she comes undone. ]
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the fact that she still tries to grind her hips and pussy down onto his face even from the position that she's been forced into says a thing or two as well. it is cute as fuck to see that she chooses now of all times to try and control her volume, as if the constant screaming about how he had fucked her into a bathroom sink wasn't just a thing that had happened minutes ago. any sore muscles will get a gentle rubdown after this is all said and done, for once, as opposed to 76 making for a quick exit that would just lead to a very similar interaction between the two in the future. for now? she best believe she's going to be feeling some stiffness in the midst of all of the endorphin running wild within.
apparently the clit is a weak spot. while an understatement considering that it is her clit, he didn't expect to draw such a response. her pleading voice rings in his ears as he continues to work the sensitive little button with his tongue laving against it. no more than a few seconds tick on before he can feel the inevitable tightening in all of her muscles, from her legs squeezing down on his hands resting at the back of her knee, to her thighs desperately trying to close around his head to no avail. even as she falls apart into a mess of moans and twitches in her hips, his face shakes from left to right, smothering himself into her and accepting that she is absolutely wrecking his face with her juices.
he resists the urge to push her through an immediate second orgasm and instead leaves it with one last lick. it's a particularly long drag, this one ― starting much lower than her pussy. with her revealing position and her panties having been pulled to the side, his eyes did catch brief glimpses of the hole underneath. the ring of muscle was cute and naturally tight, and he can't help the prospect of teasing her by dragging his organ against it, trailing up and across the surface of her cunt before pulling back. only then is she gently brought back down to the bed, giving her a few moments of precious rest. ]
Thanks for lettin' me know I still got it. You don't... get eaten out too much, do you.
[ he says with his scars now plastered with her fluids and the back of his hand working to begin wiping his mouth clean. Jack's going to be remembering how she tastes for weeks. ]
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Volume control hadn't seemed so important when she'd been angry, but now that she feels like she's coming apart, the vague awareness that their comrades might be returning soon settles in at the back of her mind. Even if a small, possessive part of her wants people to hear, she knows that the prospect of anyone finding out about them is a markedly Bad idea. For all of her meager efforts, though, the hand muffling her voice does very little by way of silencing her as her moans and whimpers peak in volume with her climax. Hana can do little more than ride it out as Jack's mouth and tongue continue to work her over, left to right, sending sparks flying behind her eyes.
The haze of endorphins leaves Hana warm and dazed, but her attention is immediately commanded by the way Jack's mouth ventures southward, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. The feeling of his tongue dragging against the puckered hole causes her to shiver, the sensation foreign but not by any means unpleasant. Were she able to vocalize effectively past a few slurred words and needy whines, she'd have probably asked to explore that feeling further... but as it stands now, her pussy simply twitches and throbs in response to the stimulus, the now-familiar (but no less effective) feeling of his tongue sliding between her lips causing her to whimper needily. ]
N... Not like that, no. [ She manages to murmur breathlessly, relief flooding her protesting muscles as they're brought back down to the bed. She takes a few deep, open-mouthed breaths before sitting up and blearily grabbing her previously discarded (and conveniently located) shirt with the intent of helping him clean up. ]
Nnnn... Wait. [ She springs into action as soon as he lifts his hand up to clean at his mouth, leaning in to swipe her tongue along his lips before slanting her mouth against his, lightly sucking at his lower lip. It's her mess, so it's only fair that she's the one to clean it up, right? ]
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[ he's abusing the holy hell out of the fact that Hana has been unable to retort in the way that she would like to. it's said in a lighthearted way, meaning to keep the conversation light even as he's working to catch his breath and Hana just in general trying to grasp onto her physical being. Jack seems to have put quite the number on her with his devoted mouth tricks, and he would be lying if he didn't say he was somewhat proud. fucking her is one thing, but to purposely service her pussy and nothing else? people out there know how to somehow screw something like that up, but not him. no way, no how.
the shirt that she now holds in her hands is reached out for to take, but he freezes when she asks for him to wait. he doesn't have but a second or two to look at her in the eyes before she jumps onto him with energy that he had thought was sucked out along with all of her juices. in some strange way of returning the favor from back at the club, it's now Hana that is working to taste herself. Jack's eyebrows peak up and he moans into her mouth in surprise; even his trained reflexes hadn't been prepared for her spontaneous movement. he sure does settle into the kiss rather nicely, however, an arm wrapped around her hip and pulling her in closer.
he's on his knees at this point, and there's no way she can ignore the hard cock poking just an inch away from her navel as he scratches his nails down her spine, returning the kiss as much as he can. it's Hana that is commanding her presence right now, and he doesn't have it in him to strip that away from her so soon. besides, there's better ways of occupying his time. he works to pull her panties down from her waist so that they cling to the bottoms of her asscheeks, and his palms are quick to squeezing at her shape for who knows how many times already. her weight is pushed forward so that his dick further lines up against her stomach, and while it was tempting to guide it between her legs for a second time, he decides against it.
Jack instead decides that he wants to test something. she wasn't all too against the idea of his tongue against her ass just seconds ago; it was obvious that it was intentional when he had deliberately taken his time in licking up the trail of flesh usually hidden within her backside. with his fingers already secured in squeezing at her, he pulls one cheek to the side and works the pad of his forefinger down her pussy. she's still so incredibly wet that he doesn't have to rub for long before every joint is coated with her fluids, and with that, he drags it back up. by the time they are finally pulling their sore mouths away from one another, she'll feel a certain amount of pressure in the form of his fingertip tracing the rim of her asshole. ]
You didn't seem to mind too much when I licked here, too. You want me to do that more?
[ look at daddy, asking if his baby girl would like to be spoiled further. how cute and definitely not lewd as fuck. he continues to slick his finger against the shape of her entrance, daring to sneak in a subtle jab or two to see how far she'll jump from the idea of him pushing inside so soon. she needn't be so concerned. Hana just needs to nod her head and show she likes it and he will take care of her the proper way. ]
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[ She sounds unabashedly dreamy as she says it, the afterglow settling into her skin and making her feel positively radiant. Hana's returning to herself, little by little, her characteristic fire eking back into her veins as time passes. Though exhaustion still settles in her bones, filmy and weighty, it does little to stop her from catching Jack by surprise... Or so it would seem. She takes great pleasure in the moan that rumbles past his lips, her teeth lightly grazing his bottom lip as he reciprocates.
Hana giggles into the kiss as the blunt head of his cock grazes her belly, giving a humming moan as his nails drag rough against her skin. She doesn't stop him as his hands push her panties down past the curve of her ass, pressing forward against him as he grips the soft flesh of her cheeks. Though she's long since grown used to the feeling of his calloused hands cradling her behind, she'd far from tired of it. Lazily draping one arm around Jack's neck, Hana drops the shirt in her hand in favor of wrapping her fingers around his hard shaft, lightly stroking the velvety flesh up and down, her thumb teasing along the ridge of his head. ]
Heyyy. [ She murmurs, soft against his skin as his finger delves once more into the wet heat between her slit, causing her breath to hitch in anticipation. She isn't disappointed when he withdraws from her pussy; on the contrary, she half-expects the course of his fingertip, and she's gratified when she feels his finger tease at the tight ring of muscle that his tongue had toyed with earlier. It's a strange, but not wholly unpleasant feeling, and Hana does nothing to shy away from it. ]
... M-Maybe. [ She sounds more nervous than she intends to when she answers him, eyes flickering up to his. She feels safe with Jack, and she's more than happy to experiment... but her ass was thus far uncharted territory. The feeling of his finger teasing against the rim of her puckered hole is tantalizing in its own right, however, and with the lubrication of her arousal to aid its endeavors, Hana finds herself catching her bottom lip with her teeth as she tilts her hips outwards, eager for more stimulation.
The feeling of the tight, puckered muscle of her rear entrance giving way ever-so-slightly to his finger's attentions causes Hana to moan, the arm about his neck crooking in order to support herself more fully. She's never had cause for anyone to pay attention to her ass outside of the conventional sense, and as silly as it sounded, something about Jack being the first excited her. It would take some getting used to, but every press and nudge of his finger causes jolts of pleasure to dully course towards her pussy. It doesn't take long for her to give him a concrete answer as she inclines her head almost meekly, face flushing. ]
Y... Yes, daddy. [ She presses a warm, wet kiss to the side of his mouth as she murmurs the words, her eyelids dragging shut. The title still feels a little strange on her lips, but she's willing to push past it in order to potentially see Jack react to it the way he had before. Besides, it was sort of hot, in a forbidden/May-December kind of way. Hana smirks against his skin as his fingertip experimentally dips into the tight circle of muscle again, lewd wet sounds reaching her ears and causing her to blush. ] Nobody's ever done that to me before... You made it feel really, really good.
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he expects her to jerk away and pull back as a reflex, but when she steels herself, his cheekbones rise into a smile of sorts. she not only takes what he deals her but doubles down, feeling those tiny fingers of hers wrap around his cock to begin playing with it. just as Hana's gotten used to the feeling of him squeezing so assertively against her ass, she's familiarized herself with his shape, from the veins that trail his shaft to the consistency of his pre as it beads out. ]
Good. Glad to hear it. [ Jack's not surprised to hear that he is her first. anal isn't a thing that people even his age have decided to dabble in, let alone someone as young as Hana. as fueled as her sex drive may be ― he's curious about the collection of toys that he is currently oblivious to ― she has probably never considered toying with such a naughty part of her body. that's where he comes to play. his finger curls and with a bit of caution in his wrist moving forward, he pushes juuust the tip inside of it, enough to cause her rim to part and take him. his other hand is both pulling at her asscheek to keep her spread and soothing it, wanting to make sure they take their time with this. ] I'll make it feel better. Just think about my cock stretching your ass out. You'll be able to take every inch by the time I'm done with you.
[ he chuckles at his own words, realizing just how bad this must be. they've gone from arguing to making out to now indescribable acts of sex, one that he has explicitly driven. and she calls him daddy all the while. his cock still always twitches when the word slips off of those pouty lips, and even if a part of him always feels a pang of guilt, the arousal will always take over. the digit inside of her ass pushes inside for a moment or two longer before he pulls out completely, likely leaving behind a sense of hollowness when nothing is touching her. ]
Lie on your stomach and turn around. Like you were when you were playing your game.
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... Not that she has many, mind. Not when Jack is around.
She notices the slight upward tilt at the corners of his eyes, and she can't help but feel a little bit smug in her victory. His cock is hot and hard in her hand, and her fingertips idly trace a bulging vein running along the underside of his shaft. Her thumb slides over the slit of his crown, smearing the bead of precum that had previously formed over its ridge. When his gravelly voice reaches her ears with praise, her expression lights up in spite of herself. Hana's breath catches in her throat as he dips his fingertip just past her entrance, the tight ring of muscle catching and holding him firmly. Were it not for the slickness of her juices coating his finger, Hana knows that this would be fairly more uncomfortable than it actually is, and she's grateful that 76 seems to know what he's doing in that regard.
The feeling is, as before, strange; the burning stretch of muscle is vaguely discomforting, but not terribly so. An echo of pleasure keeps Hana in place as she does her best to relax, soothed by his hands on her and his close proximity. ] Th-This is gonna be epic. [ She breathes, more for herself than anything else. His words cause her pussy to clench with arousal even as the hand at his cock redoubles its efforts, her forehead moving to rest against his shoulder as she acclimates to the sensation of his fingertip. Hana tries to keep her breathing even as he pushes his finger in further, ever-so-slightly, but can't help the small noises that build at the back of her throat with the feeling.
Still, she smirks when he twitches in her grasp, pulling back only when he instructs her to. ]
Okaaay. [ She feigns poutiness even as she releases his cock, turning around and lowering herself just as he ordered. She bends her knees upwards, ankles in the air as she parts her thighs, crossing her arms and resting her cheek against them. She glances at him over her shoulder, almost nervously, as if she's seeking approval. ]
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she mentions a line he swears he's heard several time out on the field, and in this context, he can't help but just burst out into a hearty series of chuckles. it's enough to make him tip his head back and run his fingers up his face and through his hair, shaking it all the while. this silly girl. ] Well, at least you're optimistic. Jesus... [ his eyes are cleared of an obstruction as soon as she pulls away, eager to eat up the view of her displaying herself accordingly. this isn't some dimly lit club or hallway. nor is it her propped up and pressed into on a sink in a bathroom. her bedroom offers nothing to hide how Hana looks when she turns around and goes prone. if she's seeking approval, she gets it in the way he looks at her.
when she peeks around to get a look at him, she'll notice how his hand has already gone down to stroke at his own throbbing length. surely she can't blame him. with her legs spread, feet kicking back and her ass exposed so plainly, the slickness of her pussy and the briefest glimpse of the rim he had just been playing with... there's plenty to jerk himself off to. it doesn't last for long, fortunately enough. the bed begins to sink in lower as he presses his weight into with all fours, crawling over to Hana's petite frame as she lies there for him to take as his own. his nails scratch down her sides before resting underneath each cheek of her ass. a firm squeeze or two occurs and he's spreading her nice and wide, revealing her holes even further. ]
You tell me if I ever go too far, alright? Can't go scarin' you off if I want to do this to you in the future...
[ he's already leaning down, teeth sharp against the smooth flesh of her backside as Jack takes a gentle bite. the bite quickly transitions into a suck, rolling his tongue over the marks left behind as he slowly begins to make way towards the cleft of flesh now open to be viewed thanks to the efforts of his fingers kneading away. Jack wants her anticipating it, taking his precious time rolling the tip of his pink muscle onto... well, her pink muscle. he deliberately focuses on flicking it against the bottom of her pussy and the small gap between both holes. whether she decides to get pouty or not, Jack finally laps the base of his tongue over her ass for the second time.
the tip of his tongue curls into her opening, much more purposeful than a teasing stroke like before. his breath is hot and labored, pressing onto her skin in between the swirl-like motions that his organ follows along the shape of Hana's rim. this goes on for a few more seconds before he's pulling back; not before spitting out his collection of spit right against her. Jack's thumb quickly serves as a replacement, resuming the efforts of smearing his saliva into her while he looks up to see how she is faring. ]
See? Not too bad? Even if this is just the tip of the iceberg.
[ literally. hardy har har. ]
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Shouldn't I be, though? [ Her voice is slightly muffled by the tilt of her chin against her arm, and she rolls her eyes. She can't tell if he's laughing affectionately or because he's making fun of her. She's long grown used to peppering her speech with gamer jargon, and it's charmed enough of her fans inside and out of the bedroom that she doesn't bat an eyelash when she uses them in everyday life. ] I know I'm in good hands.
[ Familiar smugness clouds her expression as she watches him from her compromised view, her eyes drinking in the way he jerks himself off. She smirks, catlike, as she watches him, even as he stops in order to suspend himself over her on the mattress. As his fingernails scratch twin marks down the sides of her body, she shivers, tilting her ass upwards in order to give him easier access. Hana makes a small noise of approval as he spreads her open, baring herself to him, glancing at his face over her shoulder once more as she braces her weight with her elbows. ]
It's gonna take a lot to scare me off. [ If she sounds cocky, it's because she definitely is. She feels Jack's breath gust hot against her skin before his teeth bite into it, causing her to whimper and push further against his mouth. Desire spikes with renewed fervor between her legs as he moves his lips against her, and he accomplishes his goal as she burns for him expectantly, her pussy still slick and hot when his tongue finds it again. Though it hasn't been that long since his head has been between her thighs, Hana's response to the sensation is almost Pavlovian; the simple drag of his tongue is enough to cause her to jerk and moan, loudly, even as his mouth ventures downward.
She doesn't realize she's holding her breath until his tongue dips into her rear entrance, causing her to tense in spite of herself. There's no question about it feeling good, and she surrenders herself to that fact, even if her first instinct is to worry about cleanliness. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her as she struggles to push such self-conscious thoughts from her mind, her hips tilting towards Jack's mouth to assist him in his endeavors. Each wet and muffled sound causes her to shudder, the warm sensation of his tongue against her rim leaving her shaking.
When he pulls back, Hana's breath catches in her throat as his thumb works against the muscle he'd been showering with attention, the thick digit blunt and teasing against her rear. She looks back at him, swallowing thickly before opening her mouth to speak. ]
I want... [ For some reason, the words come with difficulty. ] I want more.
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his fingers are gentle in their squeezes, purposely coercing her muscles to relax when he feels her tense up against them. the motions of his thumb against her hole is gentle, almost as if keeping her familiarized with the sensation so she can begin to settle. he kisses at the bottom of her asscheek, smiling the most subtle of smiles against her skin when she meekly states how she wants more. ]
Hm. Alright. Just try to avoid tightening up. Trust me... it's for the best.
[ if she wants to even try and take his cock inside of her, she's going to have to learn that and fast. but he is eager to help her wash away any insecurities or doubts, mouth pressing back against the rim of her ass as he gives an almost lewd-sounding suck against it. he shows no hesitance of his own when he kisses against her entrance, even moaning out into her as a result of him both catching his breath and getting into the act of rimming this young, """innocent""" girl. another thing to bury himself with guilt over in the near or distant future, but sure as hell not now.
his tongue starts stiffening at this point, getting more pointed in its jabs as he tries to tease her asshole to open up for him. it's the best thing to try and accommodate her with before he steps up to actual penetration with his fingers or more. he'll eventually call her out for the sex toys that he just knows she has, maybe even use them to help. they can make a whole thing out of this. it will be their thing. their naughty, naughty thing between both daddy and baby girl. god, how shameful can they get.
he pulls back again with webs of saliva breaking apart from both his maw and her backside, only so he can speak between rushed pants. ]
Bounce... hah, bounce your ass back against me. Grind against... my tongue... hah.
[ Jack won't wait for her with bated breath. he goes back to doing his job, strong laps going from her pussy to her ass to keep her pleasure points at bay. her nerve endings are likely on fire at this point. he'll get her drooling into her bed sooner or later. ]
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His gentleness is appreciated, and she does her best to ease up in the wake of his thumb gently pushing past her entrance. She nods at what he says, though she doesn't know if he can see it, and she closes her eyes. The idea is that she won't be able to clench up in anticipation if she can't see him coming!... But only time will tell if that's a feasible strategy.
Hana can't help the way she tightens up as she feels his mouth press wetly against her hole, a soft whine accompanying the shudder that courses through her body at the feeling. She manages to relax as his lips move against her, biting the inside of her cheek at the strange, slippery sensation of his tongue dragging across her rim, pleasure coursing dully upwards with the feeling. She can feel his breath gust, warm and moist, between her cheeks, and it causes a hot blush to dust across her face. Still, she holds fast, trying her best to relax... especially when his tongue stiffens and begins to push into the tight ring of muscle that it had previously been teasing. ]
Ja-aack-- [ She mewls, the foreign warmth causing her to tense up again instinctively. She focuses on the way his moan reverberates against her and she groans, raising her hips upwards. Her knees support her weight as she pushes up into him even as he pulls away with a slick noise, causing her to open her eyes and to look over at him again. While she's entertained the idea, she's never used any of her toys to play with her ass before... and while she's glad Jack is her very first in this department, she finds herself quickly rethinking the utilization of her arsenal. She doubts that anything she owns can compare to the way Jack's tongue feels against her, but she also doubts that Jack will always be there to sate her appetite in this regard.
Possessive as she is, she knows he isn't a miracle worker... even if the way his mouth moves against her makes her feel otherwise. ]
Bossy... [ She half-moans, teasing him even as she does as she's bade. When his tongue dips into her neglected slit, she cries out, the stimulation proving to be almost too much even when his tongue drags wetly against her ass again. Biting her lip, she rolls her hips upwards into his mouth, eager for any and all stimulation that he's willing to provide. As his tongue continues its veritable onslaught, he almost gets what he wants as she cries out again, strings of spit connecting her upper and lower lips as she tilts her hips against him rhythmically, her fists bunching up the sheets beneath her.
Loath as she is to admit it, this feels fucking good, now that the strangeness of his tongue being back there has worn off. ]
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he works the craning of his neck in tandem with the shift of her hips moving backwards and up into him, ensuring that he continues the strokes of his muscle reach both of her holes each time. his hands continue to smooth over the shape of her ass all the while, squeezing at her flesh and keeping her spread so that he can re-focus his efforts on just rimming her again. Jack mouths into her rim, kissing his lips against it once, twice, three times before he stiffens his tongue to try and push it past her again. the constant attention and prodding from both finger and organ has to have done a number on her by now, and he is about to find out.
she will feel the bed continue to move as he shifts on top of it, standing up and onto his knees with his cock hovering just a few inches above that of her own body. as tempting as it was to continue licking away at her, he'd like to think that she's received more than enough oral-related attention for the time being. his cock has its own urges to sate, and he intends on doing just that. ]
Did you like that, kid? Sorry I didn't let you cum again. You'll have another opportunity in a little bit.
[ his smirk is invisible to her, but she can probably hear the smugness dripping from his voice. 76 really has been spending too much time with her as of late. he reaches down to jerk himself off again, smearing the little amount of spit that is still sticking against his fingers into his skin. with his fingers squeezing around the base, he begins to wag the hefty weight down so that his tip slaps onto her asscheek, watching her flesh ripple in response. this occurs several times, dripping the excess pre down onto Hana while he smacks himself hard enough to make her skin tingle.
he continues his efforts as he pulls at her backside with his free hand once again, exposing her ass and pussy to his hungry gaze. when Jack wags his dick down this time, she'll notice the definitive cut of his tip press firmly into the ring of muscle that is still soaked with saliva and juices from the constant licking between both. the lewd noise that it makes is what was best, but he does enjoy the unique feeling of his underside rubbing into her as he begins to linger. it isn't long until his knees climb up and further between her legs, and with that, a good portion of his weight is pressed into her back with his entire cock lancing against the cleft of her ass. ]
I'm gonna be nice and fuck your pussy first, okay? [ his voice drops to a whisper again, now that he is so close to her ear. ] But you best believe I'm still goin' to play with your ass... and then I'm going to fuck that. You understand?
[ he thrusts himself into her backside as an added emphasis, all while a hand reaches around to cup the bottom of her chin so that she looks over her shoulder and at him to the best of her ability. his mouth is close enough to kiss her, but he doesn't. not right now. ]
Tell me you want all of that.
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that icon is illegal
unlike sex between these two
this is the most legal activity they can engage in
i'm back
i am also back, WELCOME BACK
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wow when did the picture to this thread change