bakerstreet | Weekly Smut Picture Prompt Meme

[She's not sure how much patience she'll have today. There's a part of her that wants to bring him back to her breasts, to have him bite and suck at them until they ache, to work over every inch of her skin until she can find signs of him left behind no matter where she looks. But at the same time that needy, aggressive side of her that's only heightened by the wolf makes her want to rush.

He makes her desperate in a way she'd never dare show anyone but him.

Erica tries to shift her hand down further, but the moment he goes for her jeans she abandons all attempts in favor of helping him. With two hands to his one, she unfastens them quickly and pulls them open with a yank. Erica lifts her hips and drags the pants down to her knees, working with, almost kicking movements to get them off. Control fraying, she gasps out:]

Yours too.

Alright, alright.

[He hates having to pull away from her but he needs a little more room to get his fly open and shove his jeans down. He has to roll away from her and onto his back to kick them off but they're gone quickly enough.

This time he pulls her on top of him. He slides a hand into her hair and yanks her down for a bruising, aggressive kiss. She has plump, full lips and when he kisses her they only get softer and fuller.]

[Erica doesn't waste the time he takes to get undressed. She may dislike being separated as much as he does, but she sees it for the necessity it is. Eyes drinking him in, she rolls onto her side to kiss his shoulder. Her lips part long enough to nip at him there just moments before he pulls her on top.

Smiling easily, Erica settles her hips against his, underwear the only thing left between them. Another laugh bubbles up from her throat as his fingers delve into her hair, and when he yanks her down, Erica goes, bracing both arms above his shoulders. Letting him lead the kiss gives her a chance to lead elsewhere. Straddling him, she positions her hips above his, right where she can feel him hard beneath her. With a deliberate rock of her hips, she grinds against him and moans into his mouth, enjoying the friction there as much as she loves the subtle touch of her breasts rubbing against his chest.]

Shit. [She's so wet he can feel the front of his boxers getting wet where she's grinding down against him. She's going to feel so good when he finally gets inside her.

He lets go of her hair and takes a hold of her hips. He guides her movements so that her clit grinds against his stomach each time she rolls them forward and drags slowly over his dick when she rolls them back. His girl knows what he likes and what he wants. It's her, it's always her.]

[Letting him shift his hold from her hair to her hips, Erica finally gets the freedom to reciprocate a little of what he gave her earlier. Her lips find his neck and in short order she's kissing at his skin. Her tongue licks at his throat, tasting salt, and unable to help herself she sucks hard to leave marks of her own.

All the while, she lets him work her hips over him. He's hard, firm, and feels incredible between her legs in all the right ways. The way he rocks her back and forth does wonders for her, and she groans as her muscles tense and twitch in her back.]

All day, all I could think about was this...

Yeah? We could've done something about that before now.

[They were werewolves. They could easily muscle their way into an empty classroom or locking room to get off together. He would gladly do that and let everyone see the wreck she leaves when she's done with him. She holds back for this, so Erica is wild when they finally get together. Sex at school would be great though.

The sex right now is more important. He lets his claws out and cuts the edges of her panties. He yanks them off, puts his claws back and rubs his fingers through her folds.]

[R.I.P. panties. They weren't her favorite so she just gets the thrill of his ripping them off to enjoy and savor. She loves him like this, both of them on the edge of letting the more feral side of their natures out but still controlled, just enough to keep from actually damaging each other.

She presses herself up halfway the moment she feels his fingers slip between her legs. Inhaling sharply, she braces herself with her hands at her shoulders, gripping so tight that her nails start to dig in. But oh, she keeps rocking against him, rutting against his fingers for her own pleasure with her lips drawn open and hair falling loose around her shoulders.]

You want to--do this--at school?

Don't you?

[He raises an eyebrow at her, his eyes wandering over her to take in how beautiful she is. She's fearless and stunning. He can see how much she's enjoying this and it makes him want to give her even more.

Boyd coaxes her up a little bit more so he can slide a finger into her. She's so wet it slides in easily but she grips him tightly. Being inside her is the best feeling in the world. He swears it's the same thrilling sense of freedom that running under the full moon with the pack brings him.]

[Her mind is already wandering when he poses the question, trying to think of where they could do it, how, what would be the most exciting. She likes the idea of sneaking something at school, it would be the only good thing to happen at that damned pl--

His finger slides in before she can even finish that thought. It's strong and hits just the right spot inside of her, just the spot to make her squirm over him with a moan. Her nails dig in, as she huffs out a breath, staring down at him looking up at her like she's--like she's something special. That alone is enough to make her clench tight around him.]

Yeah I do. Where?

[She wants to hear where he wants her while she shudders around his finger.]

[He licks his lips as he thinks about it. There are a lot of places they could sneak away to but there's one obvious one that comes to mind for him.]

Boys locker room. I could hold you up and fuck you against a locker.

[He wants to do it against his locker and leave the scent of them having sex all over a space that is his. Isaac will be the only one able to smell it besides him. He curls his finger inside her, looking for that little spot inside her that makes her howl.]

[The boys locker room doesn't lack for availability. It would be easy to get in there if they time it during a period no one has P.E. She gets immediately why he'd want to do it there. It's a shared space, and both of them will always feel they have something to prove to the rest of the damn school. He could pound into her against the lockers and know it, always remember it.

She ought to hold out for somewhere that won't smell so much of sweat except she likes the idea of him taking her hard and fast, him holding her in place and fucking her while the sounds of it echo in the room.]

Yeah, see if you can make me scream when--

[She gasps as his finger girls, and Erica bows her head down with a harder shudder. Licking her lips, she bears down on his hand, desperate for more.]

That's it, there, Boyd.

I don't want you to scream, baby.

[He keeps the finger pressed against her to make sure she gets the full pleasure out of it. He wants her to come at least once before he fucks her. It will take the edge off for her and make her more aware when he does fuck her. The longer this takes, the more her scent will linger with him. He loves to smell like her.]

I want to make you howl.

[They're wolves. They howl and claw and bite and it's good. He enjoys bringing the wolf out in her, seeing the strength and pack in her.]

[Erica makes no effort to make sure she looks good in the middle of this. All of her focus zeroes in on the curve of his finger and the pressure of the tip inside her. Her efforts become limited to the movement of her hips, the desperate breaths she takes between each rocking motion and each moan that gets higher and higher pitched.

She knows what he wants from her, and as she works herself on his hand over and over again, she steadily draws herself closer and closer. Sweat beads on her brow, her nails start to break the skin at his shoulders as her fingers tense further. Visions of him fucking her at school, them wrecking the place with the force of it, maybe even getting caught--all of it runs through her mind as her eyes close. It gets her hotter, gets her more on edge, and it's in the middle of looking down at him, anticipating the feel of him pressed deep inside her that she reaches climax.

The sensation rushes her nerves before she can prepare. Her arms go stiff and elbows lock, her hips bear down harder on his hand again, and with a choking noise she shudders above him. But she doesn't stop and let it pass. Her hips keep moving, trying to keep her orgasm rolling through her until she gives him what he wants. Her eyes glow gold once more and her moans turn to howls, a release as much as it's a challenge for more.]

[That makes her so beautiful is that she doesn't try when they're together like this. She's only Erica right now and that's what's so beautiful about her. She's free, she's wild, she's burning bright. She's his star.

And when she howls he throws his head back and joins her, responding to the challenge and promising to meet it. Probably every wolf in Beacon Hills knows what they're doing right now which is good. He doesn't need Isaac or Derek muscling in on his girl.

Slowly he pulls his finger out of her because it's not as satisfying for him anymore. He wants to fuck her now.]

[Erica's breathing hard by the time she finally comes down, eyes dark and glassy, muscles still twitching even as he pulls his finger out of her. The sound of them echoes in her ears and looking at him now, she knows exactly what he's feeling, exactly what it is he wants most.

She leans down to press her mouth to his, bruising her lips against his as her tongue sweeps inside. It's hard and fast, and she pulls back only enough to growl in his ear.]

How are we doing it this time? [She bites at his earlobe, sharp and quick.] Tell me how you want it.

I like you on top of me.

[He grabs her breast in his hands, massaging them roughly. She loves the attention, he knows it and drags his nails over her nipples. She wants to lie back and watch her, watch his dick as she moves over him.]

Condoms in the usual place?

[As much as he wants her he's not stupid. They need to be safe. Derek gave him a safe sex lecture the first time they came to the loft reeking of her and sex. He's not going to go through that again.]

[Boyd wasn't the only one who'd gotten a safe-sex lecture, though Erica's had been somewhat less humiliating once she'd tried to turn things back and make the entire thing as awkward for Derek as it had been for her.

Erica groans, leaning into his hands as he cups her breasts again. She sucks in a breath as his nails drag over her nipples and licks her lips. She nods, releasing his shoulders to brush her hair back.]

Yeah, in the drawer.

[Erica leans up on her knees and reaches between them, circling her hand around his dick and stroking it.]

You think you got more than one round in you today?

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How many rounds are you thinking?

[He stretches up to reach the drawer and yanks it open. He looks at her as he searches through the drawer until he finds the box and shakes out one.

Being a werewolf means he'll recover quicker than any other teenage boy but her sexual appetite can out pace him sometimes. He'll give her as much as he can before needing a break.

Boyd tosses the condom at her.] Since your hands are there...

[Erica catches the foil wrapped condom easily and tears it open in a smooth motion with her teeth. Her hand doesn't stop as she does, continuing steadily between them as she works the condom out of its packaging with the other. She happens to be mildly proud of the dexterity required for the job.]

Two rounds I think. Me on top for the first...and you on top or over me somehow for the second.

[Her words come out low and throaty as she flicks the empty wrapper away and reaches between her legs with both hands now to slide the condom over him.]

I wanna feel you let it all go...

[He groans softly while she teases him. Teeth are probably not the best way to open a condom when they have fangs but he trusts Erica to know what she's doing.]

I can give you two rounds.

[He can definitely give her two easily. Three or four tests his stamina but he's getting better. He picks her up by the hips and lifts her right over his dick.]

Give me everything you've got, babe.

[He doesn't have to tell her twice. Erica's hand holds him still beneath her and positions herself just over the head of his cock. It's only when she can feel the tip securely pressed between her lips that she sinks down in a firm movement.

The thrust of him inside her makes her groan immediately. The sensation, the satisfaction she takes from it reminds her of the feeling of taking the first bite of a meal when she's been ravenous all day. That sort of longing, that sort of waiting is what she's been dealing with all day.

She wriggles her hips over him, indulging herself in giving herself the sensation of him filling her as much as humanly possible for them both, before she braces her hands at his shoulders and begins to move.]

[He closes his eyes for a brief second to truly savor the feel of her sliding over him, wet and warm and silky smooth. Then he opened his eyes so he could see her face and watch his cock disappear inside her.

A pleased growl builds in his throat as she moves, his eyes slowly turning bright gold. He reaches up for her breasts, squeezing them in time with how she moved on top of him.

She's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.]

Weekly Smut Picture Prompt Meme

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...that moment when you notice awful typos in the tag you made before /)_(\

It happens to all of us at some point.

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