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[givesgoodglow]

He'd given her the keys and address so she'd gathered up her things from the seedy motel she'd been staying at and took a cab over. It was a nice place, Vic was apparently doing well for himself. They'd stayed in some fleatrap hell holes before, but this was nice.

Once inside she did a sweep, best way to learn her way around. There were two bedrooms so she dropped her bag off in the smaller one and toured the rest of the floor. When she saw the show she could have come right then. Deluxe fixtures, huge area, made sense since Vic was not a dainty guy, lush towels.... talk about upgrades.

Birdy stripped down at once and turned the water to almost as hot as it could go, in a couple minutes the room was hot and steamy and she stepped inside with a groan of pleasure. She planned on a nice long shower to soak away the aches and pains as well as the dirt.

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[givesgoodglow]

She grabbed both towels and hung them over the shower, opened the door for the steam to dissipate and generally straightened things up. That had been her role before, she saw to his needs and fought by his side. It had it's ups and downs, but she was sweet on him for some reason and always came back.

"Not important." She'd actually forgotten whatever smart mouth comment she was going to make when he grabbed and kissed her.

Now she stood in the doorway to his room, knuckled rapped on the door frame. "Were you looking for company or...?"

[oldmancreed]

He can still be messy, but he's learned since he's been on his own. Granted most of his hideaways are nice and clean because he hardly uses them.

He smiles at her and beckons her in with a crooked finger. "Get your ass in here."

had this post done but apparently it fell victim to the dw eating posts yesterday

[givesgoodglow]

Messy isn't always bad, take well fucked and sweaty, that's a good kind of mess.

Birdy stepped forward with his command, right to the foot of the bed. There she continued not around but by falling forward so her hands could move up and let knees rest on the bed. A slow cat crawl and devilish smile carried her toward him.

"You called?"

[oldmancreed]

"You look so good." He runs a hand through her hair, claws sliding through her damp locks. "Forgot what a pretty little thing you are."

He climbs on the bed behind her, his fingers trailing down her back to where his hands cup her ass. "Going to make you remember who you belong to."

[givesgoodglow]

She looks over her back, and grins, a little waggle to her hips.

"Something in mind?"

[oldmancreed]

"A few things." He strokes a hand further down, pressing a knuckle against her core and rubbing gently.

"You think about me while I was gone?"

[givesgoodglow]

She moaned, head falling forward and her shoulders slumping just a bit.

"You know I did."

[oldmancreed]

"Do I?" he questions, pressing harder. "Tell me. How much did you miss me?"

[givesgoodglow]

"uunnnfff," She hissed out a low whimper and pressed back against him, wet enough to glisten in the light of the room.

"I thought about you all the time. How if felt when you touched me, when your ran your claws over me. How you felt inside me. Made me need to touch myself."

[oldmancreed]

"That do the trick for you?"

A knee slips between her legs and nudges them apart a little further, as he leans down to graze his lips against her neck.

[givesgoodglow]

"I could cum but it was never really satisfying." And he was loving hearing it she was sure. Obediently she slid her knees apart, adjusting her hips upward knowing the height difference. Her back sank with the additional weight of him and he could feel her entire body shiver when he kissed her neck.

[oldmancreed]

He grins widely. Naturally, he's enjoying hearing this, even if he already knew it. He allows her to maneuver herself, keeping his attention at her neck.

After a few minutes, he draws back and starts pressing into her steadily, but not entirely caring if she's still used to him or not.

[givesgoodglow]

Not like they make a 'Creed dildo', of course she's not prepared and she lurches forward some in simple bodily reaction. "FUCK!" It had been a long time an no matter who she was with it wasn't like anyone was ever going to be him. She needed to catch her breath, softly she panted under him trying to force herself to relax.

[oldmancreed]

They really should for instances like this.

"Come on, little girl. You can handle this." However, he'll be slightly merciful and stop once he's fully seated to allow her to catch up. He doesn't give her much time, though, starting to pull out just a few moments later.

[givesgoodglow]

A little time is all she needs, muscle memory is a wonderful thing when it comes to making the body do what it needs to. Her back arcs and allows her a bit more depth and she angled her torso to give just that much more. He wasn't just length though, he stretched her so wonderfully tight. It hurt but with one hand she reached down and rubbed over her clit, she needed that extra lubrication badly.

[oldmancreed]

He starts a solid and steady rhythm, his hands griping at her hips. He groans at the feel of her. The wetter she gets the better it feels.

Once they've both settled in his hands begin to wander up her sides to cups her breasts, thumbs raking over her hard nipples.

Sorry, bad weather messing up work schedules here

[givesgoodglow]

She groaned as he slid deeper, faster within her. She continued to stroke her clit in time with him and gasped as her body opened under his continued pounding.

"Jesus, Vic!"

She collapsed down on the one arm supporting her, forehead resting on her arm. Her hips rolled back to meet him as she dropping liquid arousal along him on every stroke.

[oldmancreed]

He continues to slam into her, long, hard strokes.

"That's right, little girl. Who do you belong to?"

He grunts this down by her ear, before biting her lobe gently then licking the scrape with his warm tongue.

[givesgoodglow]

He expected her to be able to think rationally enough to speak? When he was doing that?

"Christ.... Vic.. you.. my body belongs to you..all of me."

She cried out and felt herself ramping up for an orgasm, her scent and the tightening of her body letting him know what he's done to her.

[oldmancreed]

He chuckles lowly at her reply, indicating it was the right answer. One of his hands leaves her breast and comes to rest on hers between her legs, pressing her fingers more firmly against her clit.

Her scent is intoxicating and although he knows it'll be over all too soon, he has no intention of making her wait for it.

[givesgoodglow]

"f..f...ff fuck.." She trailed off no longer making even that much sense. He hand her almost brutally rubbing her clit while he sank himself so deep inside her. She'd never taken toys that deep because she couldn't make herself do it. Somehow when he fuck her like that it was different. Vic could make her body open to him, let him fill her and still take more.

"Gonna..fuck..gonna cum Vic! Missed you so much... missed this.." She cried out, literal tears streaming down her face as she tightened up, arched up under him and her body clenched around him like a vice. He could feel her spasms clamping down on him, muscles fluttering and wetness flooding around him. Twelve second of eternity she bucked and held her breath, then collapsed under him with a ragged gasp.

[oldmancreed]

Her tightness around him, her muscles contracting is what gets him off the most. It's the most of the sensations he can feel, though hearing her rasping beneath him doesn't hurt. He comes with a growl just after she does, fingers and claws gripping at her flesh as he empties himself inside her.

Once he's finished, Vic relaxes down on top of her, though careful not to suffocate her, breathing heavily while he tries to settle down.

[givesgoodglow]

She was panting and making soft sounds of pained pleasure, her hips still pushing back weakly to milk anything left of him and prolong her own pleasure in being so obscenely filled and used.

"Needed that so bad," she whimpered into the mattress, one hand reaching back to grab his hip and keep them together as she shuddered through a series of aftershocks. Her body twitch around him like she'd been hit with a low voltage power line.

A last harsh cry and she went limp under him, utterly spent, drenched in sweat, dripping his seed and looking like the most pleased feline to ever find a sunbeam.

[oldmancreed]

He's pretty pleased himself. Leaning down he nips at the skin under her ear and then rolls off her and the bed. He returns to the bathroom briefly, and grabs a pair of track pants from a dresser when he re-enters the bedroom.

He glances a her form, grins, and climbs back on the bed next to her. A quick jerk of his head indicates she'd best get closer.

Sometimes he's a cuddler. She just better not tell anyone.

[givesgoodglow]

Not a word will slip her lips, and right now she's too exhausted, hoarse and high on pleasure to say anything. Hell she can barely move but when he gestures she complies.

Her movement are love drunk and slow but she manages to curl up to his side, her head on his chest and a leg over his own. Her arm slinks around his waist and gives him a feeble squeeze. She could do more but come on Vic, you practically drained the life out of her there. She hasn't been properly fucked like that in literal years, so it's going to take a minute to come back down.