bakerstreet | greedy

So I get a show before dinner? I like the sound of that.

[That he needed that building would always sit painfully with her. That he'd come to her with wounds that had healed over wrong and given him issues that she had to work through with him made her see red. Not that she was a stunning representation of a healthy psyche. But still...]

We're never leaving if that happens.

[ As it stood, he was tempted to hit the stop on the elevator and relieve some of the pressure in his pants. His voice dropped to a familiar octave. When he glanced Jessica, his already lustful gaze grew even darker. ]

We can leave the restaurant for another time.

[Her fingers itched to touch him, and she found herself doing that before she'd really thought it over. Up over that broad chest, feeling the hard ridge of that ring hidden under his shirt. She leaned into him, glancing up just a bit because of those few inches of height he had on her. She felt dizzy with the need that went through her, and that would normally make her laugh at herself on any other day.

Now? Now she just made a sound that was probably an affirmative before she licked at his lips.]

I'm not saying no to that idea.

[ Neither had long to wait as they crossed to the block their apartment building was on. Diego picked up the pace only to wince as the crotch of his jeans pinched his junk lightly. Nonetheless, he worked through the discomfort as his free hand tugged for some room as inconspicuously as possible. His other hand held Jessica's firmly, happy to have her close to his side. ]

How bad do you want the show?

[ He asked in the same low octave. Thinking about what they were going to do wasn't helping his condition but it was the most enjoyable pain he'd experienced in a while. ]

Oh, I want the show. You've put it in my head now, and I want to watch you get naked, then touch yourself. Maybe in that time, I'll figure out where I want you to come.

[God, she loved him. All growly and sexy and with so little effort to turn her on. She didn't even have to wonder if he wanted her half as much; he was sporting that proof quite proudly.]

The state that I'm in? Curtain's rising soon as we get in the door so you better think fast.

[ He didn't mean to ruin her fun but she had him raring to go and needed relief sooner than later. ]

I'll sit on the couch. Leaves a few options open.

[Her hand slid into his back pocket to give his ass a squeeze, trying to avoid at least the evident state of where his mind was in that moment. She'd get to play with that soon enough.]

[ The sound that rumbled in his chest when she slipped in his back pocket and gave his ass a grab was between a big cat purr and growl. His brown eyes were already dark with want but managed to grow even darker as they narrowed at Jessica. Far from mad, it was the only warning she received as he lunged up the steps of the building to the elevator.

She would be pressed into the wall close to the floor buttons inside once they stepped in. If they were alone, he'd initiate a searing kiss. Otherwise she'd deal with his bulge at his crotch pressed into her. ]

[He surprised a sound out of her, but it turned into a laugh that was lost in the kiss. And dear god, what a kiss. She felt the edge of his erection against her front, the insistent press of it, and then the wet of his tongue as she parted her lips to let his pass.

Somewhere, maybe, she remembered to hit the button for her floor, and she realized she might miss these half-public groping sessions when they got the new place ready. But for now, she had him pressing her into the wall, and she obliged that heat by sliding her hands back to his ass, giving both cheeks a healthy squeeze as she kissed him back.]

[ It seemed at the moment that the other residents in the building were about to get a show as the soulmates went at it in the elevator. The show wasn't a mature one, Diego pinning Jessica against the lift wall as if she couldn't easily rip his clothing off of him. What he did to keep himself on track was possibly her way of still receiving a show once they got inside the apartment.

His tongue had played with hers between a tug of her lower lip and sucking on it as they kissed. He was careful not to press where a knife was tucked between them. For once, Diego felt that the elevator was too fast getting to their floor. He'd started to remove the tucked knives after a feel of her breasts over what she wore. His frame against hers would've shielded any sight of what his hands were doing should anyone have entered the lift with them.

He pulled back with an audible growl as the elevator doors opened. Diego licked his kiss swollen lips before reaching for her hand and pulling Jessica with him. ]

[Another laugh, because there was nothing more that pleased her than Diego in a mood. In this mood. God, she loved being around him. He gave her reasons to smile. Reasons to laugh. The world didn't seem so shitty and dingey when she woke up and turned around and he was behind her, curled up close and murmuring in his sleep. He'd given her back love, and for the first time in a long time, she felt... good.

He pulled her out and hurried her along the hallway, Jess's keys already in hand to unlock the door, knowing that he wouldn't be able to divine any patience any time soon. Diego reminded her of a beast in rut when he got like this. In any other conversation with anyone else before meeting him, she'd find it gross. In fact, she'd give anyone mentioning it a look of utter 'are you fucking stupid'? Now? Now she got it. Now she felt that throb between her thighs, her fingers getting the key in the lock and opening it before she pulled him in to kiss him again.]

Horny's a good look on you.

Horny is how I wake up in the morning with you. This is way past that.

[ Knives he'd removed in the elevator had been tucked in the jacket he wore so there was less to remove once inside. Diego gladly continued kissing Jessica inside as he shrugged off his outerwear, followed by the knife bandolier. His lips moved down her jawline to her neck with a light bite just under her earlobe as he removed anything on his waistline and pockets of his jeans.

They had only been at odds before they first touched, and Diego didn't even consider it a fight as much as it was sizing each other out because of their walled off personalities. It hadn't taken long together before a relationship blossomed that easily rivaled Bonnie and Clyde. Jessica was his sun and moon. In the moment, he wanted nothing more than to take her to bed as his erection was at a painful level yet wouldn't gloss over what his soulmate wanted.

He took a step back and held a predatory stare as he licked his lips. ]

You still want a show?

Yes.

[She wanted to be selfish with him. She wanted everything he had to offer. His life. His heart. His soul. But only because she was willing to give him hers in return. The joke to her of soulmates was a thing of the past, and she was fully on board the train of being glad that she'd found hers. Maybe that was because some part of her was worried that she just didn't have a soul.

He'd put that to rest, even as he'd put her in a bath of flame and desire. She watched him lick his lips and she had to bite hers as she took a step back.]

You might have to tie my hands up to keep me from touching you.

[ Jessica could probably see the slight shift in his dark eyes when she said yes on still wanting a show. Not that he was mad at the choice made, but the switch from a raging arousal to finding control--the control needed to perform for her.

So he took another step back and gave a nod in acknowledgement. The very serious look on his features fell at what she said last. ]

Lucky for you, I don't have a no touching policy. ...And have nothing that's gonna keep you actually restrained.

[ Again, he bit his lower lip but managed to hold the smirk that tugged at his mouth and began to get out of his clothes. It took a little longer than usual to reach down and unfasten his quick release boots thanks to the bulge at his crotch. However, Diego sprang up and moved rhythmically to peel off his sweater. His intense gaze didn't leave Jessica. ]

Couch is over there, Mami.

[ Playfully, he tossed the removed sweater at her. ]

[That got a laugh out of her as she caught his sweater, but she brought it up to her nose, getting a good whiff of his scent as she moved over, eyes locked on him as she lowered herself onto the cushions.

She wondered if he knew how crazy he drove her. If he knew what the edge of that accent when he spoke Spanish did. Or how she could almost feel his eyes on her when he looked at her like that, like a physical touch. She licked at her lips, biting her lower one in an echo of him biting his as she sat back, arms spread along the back of the couch.]

No policy, huh? I might have to come back to this fine establishment again.

No. For you... I'm your private dancer.

[ His hands unfastened his pants but didn't remove them. They slipped down without sliding off of his hips, caught by the material of his boxer briefs. Jessica could likely see the outline of his erection that slowly moved from down a pant leg to a more upright position once given some space although the material of his pants and underwear were dark.

Diego swayed his hips to no music, slowly tugging at his tank top that he wore under the sweater and exposing his abs in the process. There was a strut in his steps toward Jessica as he positioned each of his legs on the outside of her knees in her seated position. ]

[She drank him in, eyes dark as her pupils dilated. They tracked up where his shirt exposed that body she couldn't get enough of, took in the way his dick almost sprung up from where it had been trapped, her tongue tracing along the inside of her teeth as she made up music in her head that matched the tempo he was swaying to. His abs flexed with each sway, outlined and prominent as he moved closer, and she was tempted to reach out and grab him. But they were playing, and she was trying to be good.]

Oh, I like that. Should I get my wallet and stuff something down those undies?

[ It seemed that both had music playing in their heads. He saw the look in her eyes and found it safer to turn away from Jessica, moving with a swing of his ass little by little while peeling off the last of the clothing from his upper body. He dropped the tank top next to where she sat then gripped the sides of his pants to shimmy down past his hips before a slow turn back to his soulmate. ]

You can. I didn't think they were going to be up for much longer.

[When he turned around and shimmied, she actually couldn't stop leaning forward towards him. Her hands came up and she almost grabbed his ass, but she let out a frustrated growl and slumped back. There was a smile on her face, though, a predatory look that said what she was seeing was all hers and she was going to enjoy the fuck out of it very soon.]

God, you're fucking gorgeous. Every goddamn inch of you. You're perfection, Diego. Hot, sexy, dirty perfection.

Even with all these scars?

[ He wasn't disfigured but a part of Diego did feel like he was. Lacerations, puncture and gunshot wounds had marked various parts of him from head to his legs. Love was blind and he didn't mind one bit if Jessica was the only woman on earth who liked what she saw. She was the only one who mattered.

An equally hungry look and smile returned hers as he stood in only his boxer briefs, closing the distance until one hand was on the back of the couch she sat on. The head of his cock was pinned under the waistband of his underwear, a dark circle growing at the center from his precum seeping out.

His free hand slipped to the back of her neck and cradled the base of her head where she could lean back and allow him to kiss her or run her mouth over his body just inches from her face. ]

I said what I said. Every goddamn inch.

[Her heart was beating faster when he came closer, when he leaned in and teased her. She could see that darker spot on the material of his underwear and she felt a zing of pure arousal go through her. He moved in closer and she leaned in to lick just beside his nipple ring before she gave it a light tug with her teeth. Her hands finally touched him, sliding up over that warm skin, around to his ass to give it a squeeze as she let out a sound that wasn't far off from a growl.]

Mine.

[Her hand slipped down to his underwear, tugging the band down carefully over his erection to free it. Then her mouth was on him, taking him in almost in one long swallow, a sound of pure pleasure leaving her.]

[ The increase of her heart-rate matched his and it had everything to do with what he'd wanted before they made it inside the apartment, little to do with the performance he gave. She still managed an additional rise out of him when Jessica played with his piercing. Something he'd been unsure about keeping was a no brainer with his soulmate.

A noise between a moan and groan of pleasure rumbled as Jessica took his throbbing cock into her mouth. His head dropped back to let out the sound but quickly tilted forward to watch her work. Diego kneaded any possible tension on her neck with one hand, restraining himself from continuing to thrust his hips. ]

[Restraint? From her Diego? Not fucking likely. She dug her nails into his ass, pulling him in deeper so that she felt her throat convulse around him, almost retching before she drew back enough to breathe. She could taste him, the tang of him, that musky saltiness that had always been a chore was now her favorite thing in the world. Well, one of her favorite things.

She drew almost to the tip of him, tongue dancing around the head, dipping along the slit to taste more of him before she sucked him back down again.]

[ The bite of her nails on his ass cheek only propelled him further in excitement. His hand moved off of her neck to reach the top of the couch behind Jessica. He might have caused her to lay back in the process, hovering above as if he'd start to thrust into her mouth.

She could easily push him back upright if she wanted. The last thing that Diego wanted was to make her choke. He'd been raring to go before even stepping inside the apartment and her ministrations had him ready to erupt. ]

That feels so fucking good. FUCK!

[She didn't want him to resist, to restrain himself, to hold back. She wanted everything he could give her, every bit of that need that she could feel thrumming through their bond. She was just as greedy for him, and when he moved a little, she moved with him, her hand sliding up to grab his wrist as he held onto the couch. She sucked at him, drawing off and then making obscene sounds as she took him all the way back in.

The other hand at his ass slid down to his thigh, urging him to move as she worked her mouth over him.]

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