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Room 222 | Sunday Morning

Jim hadn't wasted any time in getting back to his room. Hey, he would almost welcome Jackson's presence after all that time without privacy. He didn't mind the bouncy castles but man, the novelty wore off quick and he didn't like rolling over in the middle of the night and ending up splayed against the side of a castle with plastic up his nose.

He'd brought Natalie the snake back first, setting her up on his bed so she could slither around and do her snake thing before going back and getting the rest of his stuff. He'd dropped all that on the floor beside his bed and stretched before flopping down beside Natalie.

Who was still a snake.

"You ever gonna change back?" he asked idly, not expecting a response. He got none. Jim sighed and tucked an arm under his head. Snakes were not great conversation partners.

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"It counts but if you don't want me to come with just a handjob then you'd better -- "

Well, stop. Because he was approaching the point of no return as was evidenced by his breathing and his hips moving quickly.

Oh, Natalie was well aware of that. Her hand slowed a bit, though that was mostly because she had a question to ask.

"And do you want to come with just a handjob?"

She liked asking the hard questions. And also amusing him by saying words like 'handjob'.

"Or is there maybe somewhere else you'd rather come instead?"

"I don't really care," he breathed harshly, trying to push his hips up again despite the slowdown. "I'm more looking out for you here. Because I'm close."

Natalie's hand slowed down further. Way slow. Her touch got a little lighter too, because she was terrible like that sometimes. The only reason her hand didn't still entirely was that that would've been too abrupt.

"Really?" she asked. "Wouldn't rather come inside me where it's warm and wet and tight...?"

She was going to stop teasing in a second, promise.

"Natalie, I mean it, I'm really close," he said, shivering and shifting around. He almost wanted to grab his cock and jerk himself off just because it was like a pleasurable ache. "You have to decide quick."

"Wasn't really my decision to make."

She was making it anyway. That meant he had to deal with a moment or two of no contact as she let go of his cock to move more over him. But then her hand was back. And she didn't waste too much time before guiding him into her, every bit as warm and wet and tight as she'd promised.

"It was more yours than mine," he mumbled, reaching for her hips. "Move, c'mon, move."

He was already trying to arch into her, get deeper than he was.

Her hands settled on his arms. "I'm moving." Well, she moved as soon as she'd said that. Pushing down, then pulling back, then repeating it. Not ridiculously harsh but not quite gentle, either.

She knew he'd been on the edge, and she'd worked herself up pretty well too. She definitely wanted to move against him when she still could. "Oh, God."

"Yeah, yeah," he agreed with a pant and harsh breath. He pushed his head back into the pillow and bit down on his lip. He wanted her to keep moving because he was so close and it was a long time coming and he needed it at this point.

And Natalie had every intention of giving it to him, even if it was at her own expense. She could live with it. She'd seen the way he'd been squirming and she wanted to see him unravel. That was why she was looking down at him even when the urge was to close her eyes and tip her head back.

Her hips kept moving. No reprieve anymore, it wasn't necessary or wanted. Every thrust pushed him in to the hilt. "Come on, Jim," she murmured, haltingly. "Come on. Come."

Her wish was going to be his command.

Jim tried to get another word or two out of his mouth but he choked and jerked his hips up roughly. He felt himself coming and jerked and squirmed around, shivering and moaning while it happened. When the pleasure started to ease, he fell back against the bed and kept panting.

Natalie watched him all through that. She was still wired and keyd up but she made sure he was buried as deep as he could be when he came, and she watched his face. His lips, when he moaned.

She was still watching them as he began to calm down.

Jim blinked up at her and smiled drowsily. He felt pretty okay now and didn't move from his splayed out position underneath her.

Natalie half smiled down at him. Then she shifted off him, but only to lay down close to his side, one leg haphazardly still strewn over his hips. And reaching her hand back down between her legs.

He could stand to listen to a few moments of heavy breathing from her, couldn't he?

He could. He'd even really like to listen to more of it now that he was a little clear headed. He licked his lips and turned more towards her, still quiet.

Natalie was pretty quiet too. Apart from the heavy breathing. And the wet sounds, obvious in the calm silence of the room, that came with her fingers pushing in and pulling out. No real teasing, though she didn't get all rantic immediately either. A nice steady pace again.

She was watching him and biting on her lip.

And he just kept smiling at her and listening. He wanted to urge her on and all but he was pretty out of it and lethargic after his own orgasm so he just kept his eyes on hers and listened to her finger herself.

She wouldn't have silenced encouragement, but she also thought she was getting plenty just from his undivided attention. It was hot.

Her breathing turned to panting as the deft movements of her fingers picked up a little speed. With everything that had come before, it didn't take at all long for her to get closer to the edge. It was obvious from her face, too. The way her gaze got a little more dazed. Little moans escaped her parted lips whenever she felt some sign of the impending orgasm.

"You are beautiful."

Well, that one slipped through and was mainly due to his relaxed state but it was the truth and she was pretty gorgeous especially right now. He licked his lips and sighed.

Even through her dazed state, Natalie breathed a surprised laugh at that. Which turned into a gasp. Which in turn turned into several gasps. Which turned into a halting moan and her eyebrows knitting together as the release rolled through her as a pleasant wave of warmth and pleasure.

Jim waited for her to come down a bit before he moved closer to her, still smiling.

"Feel better?" he asked, sounding as drowsy as he looked. He closed his eyes as he moved towards her.

"I feel great," Natalie sighed, shifting a bit so she could try getting all tangled up with him. Naked and warm and cozy and she just wanted to bury her face against his chest. "Not-boyfriend."

"Good," he said, laughing in response to that. "Because I'm not moving so I hope you feel good enough to stick around for awhile."

Because he was not moving.

"I feel good enough to stick around forever. Although that's the same kind of post-orgasmic crazy talk as wanting to drop the 'not' for the next week. But still."

Her mumbly gist was that she was not moving either.

"Go to sleep, Natalie," Jim told her, shaking his head. "We'll talk more later."

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