Jim Kirk (
pursuedthestars) wrote2013-05-18 07:47 pm
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Room 222 | Saturday Night
Jim was almost sad to figure out whatever craziness had been in the phones yesterday had stopped. It'd been pretty fun to get some insane calls from people he'd probably never talked to about things he'd never talked to them about. He'd be saving those for times when he needed a laugh.
Tonight, he had his door open for no other reason than to see who might be around on a Saturday night. It was kind of sad he was around on a Saturday night but he figured one night in wouldn't kill him. Besides, sometimes the dorms could be entertaining.
Jim was sitting on his desk chair, legs stretched out in front of him and book open in one hand. It wasn't anything special but it passed the time until he thought of something better to do. He liked reading for pleasure, anyway.
Shh. Don't tell.
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Tonight, he had his door open for no other reason than to see who might be around on a Saturday night. It was kind of sad he was around on a Saturday night but he figured one night in wouldn't kill him. Besides, sometimes the dorms could be entertaining.
Jim was sitting on his desk chair, legs stretched out in front of him and book open in one hand. It wasn't anything special but it passed the time until he thought of something better to do. He liked reading for pleasure, anyway.
Shh. Don't tell.
[Door & post are open]
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It hadn't been that long ago.
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For now.
"Come on. Stop being so slow."
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Although she was reaching down to undo her pants, now. Since her hands were free and she wouldn't have to stop her hips for that.
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"Which is?"
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That's what he wanted and he was almost positive that's what she wanted.
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"Well, when you put it like that, it seems tempting."
And with that, she left his hips be for the moment, shifting off him to shuck the last of her clothes all the way off. It was becoming necessary.
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"I want to be inside you," he said, adding some dirty talk to the mix here. "I want you to ride my cock hard and fast. I want my bed to shake and squeak and I want to hear your skin slapping mine every time I thrust into you. I want that."
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"And you think I can deliver?" she asked, crawling over for a very light kiss, not getting back on top of him just yet although she'd do that very soon. "I won't go too slow? Just to be a selfish jerk and make you beg for it."
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He didn't think she could do it. Jim pushed his pants down his hips, trying to kick them off while he kissed her. "But, if you go too slow, I'll take over."
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"Do I get rewarded for that?"
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"You get what you wanted."
She picked that condom up off his chest with her lips as she straightened back up again, sitting back on her heels.
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Getting what he wanted was definitely a damn good reward.
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"And what was it that you wanted?" she wondered, just barely teasing him at her entrance. One last bit of slow teasing, she promised. Just a few seconds' worth.
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It was hard to be talkative when his cock was right there.
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"I didn't forget."
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That was probably lie brought on by the flush of pleasure taking over his body. His back arched off the bed and he moaned quietly.
"God, it's great being inside you."
It was.
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Well it was good to be polite. Even if it was a little snarky. She splayed her hands against his stomach as she moved again, pulling her hips back. She wasn't going to get to hard and fast immediately, but when she brought her hips back against his and started pulling them back again, it was already obvious she was establishing a pretty okay pace right from the start. There'd been enough foreplay for that, and she wasn't about to get accused of being slow again.
Besides, it felt good. Really good. "No complaints about you either," she breathed, looking at him. "You're... pretty hard. And that's pretty great."
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His other hand came and grabbed some sheets, giving him something to hold onto while she started setting an amazing rhythm with her hips. He was fine with the decent pace. Just fine.
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Her hips kept moving. And yeah, the pace was also steadily getting faster, bit by bit. Pretty smoothly, even, because she was just that great. Her control would break eventually on that score, but not quite yet. She could still make sure he got as deep as could with every push, for one thing.
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His breathing had gotten a little more ragged and his eyes were opening and closing every so often and this felt great. This felt really, really great right now.
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And she responded to that by bringing her hips down harder on his. Getting a little closer to those sounds of skin against skin he'd been hoping for.
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But, that wasn't for now. He moaned again, clutching her fingers tighter and pushing his head back into his pillows. So, this was a lot better than reading a damn book all night. It was unexpected but so, so much better.
He didn't lift his hips up each time because he didn't want her to expect it but he did bend a knee, angle his hips just slightly different to twist their angle a bit.
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