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Jessika Jackson ([personal profile] digi_punk) wrote2011-03-21 11:49 pm
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Chit Chat *RP for [livejournal.com profile] anger_inside*

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*As his hand slid into her panties, he would first feel the heat radiating then sink into her slick folds. There was no doubt about her interest level. She was so hot for him her lady parts were starting to soak through the cotton boyshorts. Her clit was thick and swollen, aching to be touched, and inside her walls were pulsing and eager to be penetrated, needing to be stretch.

Jess breathed heavily against his ear as her hips moved against his hand. Wasn't she the one doing the teasing? When had that changed?* Ah. They... they even have a dental plan.

[identity profile] anger-inside.livejournal.com 2011-04-13 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
Nick of course didn't see it coming. Still most days, he was shocked she even put up with his odd ball ways. He liked education, learning and applying theories in life. Nick thought he was a myth buster and didn't mind wasting money on it. So still she hung around, because those were the good bits. The fun, it kept life interesting. Sex wasn't sex anymore, it was much more. It had been a long time since he had made love, though with her, well it was starting to feel like that. It freaked him the hell out.

Nick chose to focus on her, the psychical, how her body fit with his. Nick fucks her harder, loving the way her bod stretches and then feels around him. He growls out, the sound matching her moan. He had slow hard strokes, his hands roaming her skin with a tint of rough play, marking her lightly. He wanted to mark her again. And again.

[identity profile] digi-punk.livejournal.com 2011-04-13 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
"People are gonna think I'm a leper." She quoted Grease as she watched yet another beautiful mark mar her skin. A hickey from Nicky was like a Hallmark card. She finished it in her head and smiled. It really was. Tokens of affection she could carry with her.

If he knew how many times she fingered her bruises under her clothes while she spoke to other people. Even when she went to interviews. If he only knew how hot it made her when she did this. Hell, that was part of the reason she had a tendency to come home and immediately jump his bones. He only had to do it once but he got rewarded for it repeatedly until the damn thing healed.

"I need more." She whispered. If her hands were free she would slip one between their bodies to that sensitive flesh stretched around his rigid cock. She'd find that swollen nub. She almost gasped just thinking of it. She was so close. She just needed something...

[identity profile] anger-inside.livejournal.com 2011-04-17 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick smirked, "you are such a geek," he whispered. The fact that she quested Grease. This was why he liked her, because she was random sometimes. Nick loved it when she would lose control and scracth his back. Or leave a small love bite on his body. Like her, it served as a nice reminder through out the day. It was a turn on too.

"Turn around," he lets her hands free, his voice sexier, and deeper and more firm.. He needed more, he wanted more of his lover. "God you're so beautiful," he says against her ear, his breathe hot against her. Nick was capable of so much passion and desire for her, he knew how to pleasure her and shower her with his affection. It was something that wasn't easy for him to just do, early when they first met. She turns around, and he runs the head of his cock along her entrance and crack. "Now, tell me how badly you need me, babe."

[identity profile] digi-punk.livejournal.com 2011-04-19 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jessika couldn't turn around fast enough. Her hands flat against the wall with her ass pressing against him. She whimpered as he teased her. He made her body ache for it, for him. Her passion flowed anew and it was practically running down her legs.

"God babe, I need you more than I need to breathe." She leaned back and kissed him over her shoulder. "I need you in me, in every hole, taking me, claiming me." After another kiss she threw in a "please" for good measure.