Asks from the heart

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ask questions from the heart: the original flavor Finally! You can ask all the questions about matters of the heart, love, and romance that have been burning that hole through your curiosity. Ask away! Delve deep! Nothing is off-limits! Except for that. RULES ○ Comment with your character. ○ They're asked love-adjacent and related questions!

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[endof_theline]

Yeah... yes.

[With his eyes on her, he can give her a nod, and see the look on her face as she watches him. He likes it better this way when he gets to look at her. When her fingers brush against that spot again, he pushes his head back against the mattress though, hips rocking down against her.]

Oh, fuck, Jess. God... fuck, that feels good.

[assholic]

It can feel better. Do you want me to make you feel better, James?

[She watched him move, felt that part of her inside that clenched as she watched him enjoying himself. Giving him pleasure, making him feel something other than frustration or pain turned her on. She wanted to watch him come, wanted to have him come on her.]

[endof_theline]

Uh huh... yeah.

[If it wasn't Jessica, he might feel embarrassed at his reactions, at his speechlessness. But there isn't anyone else but her. Never will be. She's taking him apart and he loves it.]

[assholic]

[She's still slow, but she presses her fingers in deeper, flicking them both separately so that they hit him in a staccato rhythm inside while she presses in a little more with that vibrator.]

You look so hot like this. So hot.

[endof_theline]

[ That incredibly good and intense feeling starts to build in him again, only this time he can keep his eyes on her and see how much it turns him on as well.

The build isn't as slow as usual though- it comes rushing up on him as her fingers move against his insides. He wants to say something else, he really does, but the rush of pleasure hits him so hard that it catches him off guard, making him cry out and shoot his load like he never has before.

He can feel it run through his insides, from his head to his toes, his insides shaking around her fingers. ]

[assholic]

[She moves her thumb so it's not pressed against him, no more stimulation there, but she doesn't move her fingers until his body stops clenching at her. She watches him arch up, watches the spray of come and the absolutely destroyed look on his face as he all but screams when he comes.

Smiling, she waits until he's slowing his breathing before she carefully starts to withdraw her fingers.]

That was... really sexy.

[endof_theline]

[ It takes him a while to recover. Even for a super soldier, that was intense- earth shattering, really. Maybe because he's a super soldier, and so goddamn pent up. Not so much anymore.

He can still feel the tingle through his extremities as he comes down from it, his head lulling to the side to look at her. ]

Holy shit.... was that real?

[assholic]

Mm, very. And not a single touch to your dick. Now imagine a little vibrator up there while you're fucking me stupid. Or me fucking you and stroking you off while I put on one of those strap ons. Prostate orgasm, babe. Welcome to the world of ass play for men.

[endof_theline]

Jesus. Fuck.

[He still needs a moment, maybe two. He drags his fingers along his wet chest, then laughs.]

I'm in. I am so in. You've opened my eyes... and dick, to a whole new world.

[assholic]

Consider me a happy girl. Showing an old man like you new things feels like it should be harder.

[She grinned, moving to lay beside him, propped up with her head on her hand, smiling over at him.]

[endof_theline]

You've shown me a lot of new things, you know.

[He moves a hand to her face, sliding his fingers along her cheek.]

Thank you.

[assholic]

[She turns her head to suck at his thumb, giving it a nip before she moves to half lean over him.]

I like showing you good things. Happy things.

[endof_theline]

[ He wraps an around her, slow and lazy. He might be a puddle for a while. ]

You are my good thing. My happy thing.

[assholic]

[She had to laugh, leaning in and nuzzling against his shoulder.]

You look stoned. Or drunk. It's also a good look.

[endof_theline]

[ He nuzzles into her hair, letting out a soft laugh as well. ]

Yeah... I kinda feel like I am.

[assholic]

You got yourself all over yourself.

[She ran a finger through the mess up over his belly and chest, drawing a little smiley face in it.]

[endof_theline]

Fuck... I really did. I'm a mess.

[He bites his lip, looking down at himself and laughs again. He can't be anything but happy right now.]

Now I'm really looking forward to you fucking me.

[assholic]

I like you messy.

[He had that actually relaxed completely look on his face mixed in with the glee had her laughing and leaning in to kiss his cheek.]

Good. We can play with all the new toys. Lotions and potions and vibrating thingies.

[endof_theline]

Yeah? Good... I'm glad you like it, cause I feel pretty ridiculous right now.

[But not in a bad way. He can't imagine it being anywhere close to being bad right now.]

I can't wait.

[assholic]

Yeah, well, you're gonna have to. I'm going to ease you into it, so no more butt stuff tonight. We'll get you in the bath and clean you up, then maybe take a nap?

[endof_theline]

Oh, what a tease.

[He leans in to kiss along her jaw, breathing out slowly.]

Bath, for sure. I don't really need a nap though. I'm good.

[assholic]

Now I know the secret to your happiness. Swedish meatballs and anal play.

[She laughed, but she didn't rush to move out of the bed. Laying there like this with him was... nice. Comfortable.]

[endof_theline]

Maybe you're right, but it also had to involve you.

[He doesn't move either. He's not even sure if he can, his legs are complete jelly. He feels messy, happy and completely spent.]

[assholic]

Fine. I won't argue I'm part of your happiness recipe.

[endof_theline]

Swedish meatballs, anal and my beautiful wife Jessica.

[He laughs in a much giddier way than usual. He is definitely still out of it.]