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It's all about the laps

IN YOUR LAP

Some things don't need explanations. Chicken wings. Wonderful weather. Guilty pleasures like Michael Bay movies. This meme is one of those things. It's simple: one character is in another's lap, and eventually the two get hot and heavy. Whether it's a friend sitting on a lap because there's no room, couples cuddling, or a stripper giving a lap dance, one thing will lead to another...after all, the loss of personal space can certainly set actions (and more) in motion.

Prompts

Innocent Lap Sitting: It's just a friendly gesture. Maybe you're enjoying a movie or a dinner together. Nothing wrong with that!
Romantic Canoodling: You two are spending some time together, and there's no way to be closer than to snuggle up in your lover's lap.
Out of Necessity: No more room on the bench, in the booth, or on the couch? There's a place on their lap.
Amateur Lap Dance: Just something sexy between lovers. Or maybe more silly than sexy.
Professional Lap Dance: Better break out the ones. This lap dance will cost you.
Dare: Nobody ever thought you'd get this close and personal, so they pushed you into doing it.
Pointed: They said you couldn't turn them on so easily. Challenge accepted.
Accidental: Oops, you've fallen! Good thing this lap was there.
Step Back I Feel a Little Poke: Wait. What's this? Maybe you should wiggle your hips a little to find out.
Lovemaking Lapsitting: Riding someone while they're sitting up can make the rider feel powerful, since they're on top, but the one being ridden may notice just how soft and small they are...and embrace them out of instinct.

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[He was teasing her, on purpose, mercilessly. Chloe rocked her hips against his fingers, trembling at how sensitive she still was. A hand slid down her front to reach under her skirt, feeling for him, and possibly to tease at herself while they were at it.]

I don't think you can manage that for long even if you tried.

I might, if you didn't come and twitch your tail at me now and then. Which I'm certainly not complaining about.

[He felt her fingers slide over his, not stopping with his own teasing as his mouth dropped down to nip at her neck. He still hadn't pressed the call button for the elevator and there was a very real desire to undo his pants and just take her there, slide back into her like it was where he belonged.]

Are you sure? Sounds like complaining to me.

[She felt like was lacking something, something that could fill the void he'd left her with when she'd stood off of him. Chloe bucked back to grind her ass against the front of his hips, purposefully rocking against the hard arousal she could feel. She was in half a mind to fumble for the call button herself, half needy to reach back and get his pants undone so something could happen beside him teasing and teasing.

Which, on days like today, frustrated her to no end.]

Maybe you need to have your hearing checked.

[Said with his mouth dragging along her neck, nipping up to her ear as his fingers continued to tease at her clit. She pressed back against him and he groaned, rutting forward as he let his teeth graze at her ear.]

Tell me, Detective; does this feel like a gun in my pocket, or do you think I'm just happy to see you?

[If he kept that up, she was going to come undone sooner than she would've liked. A good reason to continue rocking back into him, to try and ease the teasing pressure and strokes of his fingers.]

Hard to say...

[And now she was reaching for the call button, fumbling for it with one hand while the other reached back to begin undoing the button of his pants.]

I'll give you a hint; there's a place for it where it fits perfectly.

[He was rocking at a steady pace against her now, fingers flicking quickly over her clit before he let them slide a little further back to dip into her, then back to torment her. He smiled as he felt her pushing for the elevator, gave her a soft moan as her hand touched his crotch. He still had one free, but he knew the doors would ping open shortly and needed it to keep them from tipping forward too much.]

No, there's three places-

[No one would hear the loud, sharp moan that came out of her then, head dropping back against his shoulder as he dipped in briefly. Almost like he was getting his feet wet. His fingers dragged at the wetness between her legs to her clit and it was sad to say that she was teetering dangerously into spiraling into a second release with how quick his fingers worked, body drawing in tightly, tensing.

Thank goodness for the elevator dinging, the doors parting. It was a good distraction.]

[Not much of one. With the mention of the number of places he could have her and the doors pinging open, his free arm wrapped around her waist and he lifted her, walking into the lift and pressing her up against the far wall in three steps. He had enough sense to hit the button for the penthouse, then he was back to losing himself in her scent and the way she tasted, the little sounds she made when he pushed her just that much over her limit.]

Perhaps I'll have all three tonight...

[Maybe not for him but it was enough for her to break out of the moment. To be pulled back before she fell in too far.[]

Only if you play nice...

[Her hand moved back to the front of his pants, feeling for the fly. It was tugged on and with how much she wiggled, hopefully he got the hint that she wanted to turn around, twisting her upper torso to drag her lips over his cheek and ear, what she could reach.]

[He let out a soft growl, knowing what she wanted but having that desire of his own to press her to the wall and take her then and there. Still, he managed to pull his hand free from her, to reach for her shoulder and twist her around, let her face him before he pressed himself against the front of her and gave her no room to move.]

How about if I'm a little naughty?

Depends on your definition of naughty.

[What Chloe wanted was to get turned around so she could drop to her knees and take him into her mouth. One of the three places she'd said he could fit. Now with the way he pinned her, it was almost impossible to move. Still, she tried, attempting a little bit of squirming. There was enough room to get her hands between them, pushing open his pants, hands slender enough to push in and touch him again.]

Move back.

[He, of course, couldn't read her mind and only knew that he wasn't anywhere near done with her and didn't want to step back. Didn't want to stop touching her, sucking on her lower lip before letting it go to shake his head.]

I'd rather not. You feel sinfully tempting, Detective. I'd like to fit back into you right now... but I think we may just miss our floor if I do.

There's a lot of floors, I doubt we'd miss it.

[One hand pressed against his shaft, skin on skin. What an awkward angle it was with how he didn't want to allow her any freedom to move. Her other moved enough to grasp the edge of her skirt, hiking up one side.

Permission granted? Agreement?]

[He hoisted her up, lifting her so her hips were level with his, mouth hungry on her throat as he nipped marks that all but wrote out 'Lucifer was here'.]

You have a way of clouding my senses. I think I'd miss an earthquake if I were busy with you.

We wouldn't want that...

[Her legs had wrapped around his waist, the skirt hiking right up to her hips. The wall was a great support for her to lean back into as she worked him out of his underwear and tried for an angle that could get him right into position, breath quickening under those teasing nips.]

[Her hand was quick and nimble, having him out of his trousers and underwear almost as quickly as he could have done, moving him so that he felt the heat of her against the head of him again, that siren lure of being inside her too strong for him to resist. There was another nip upward, tongue licking over her chin before he fused his lips to hers, thrusting into her with a quick rock forward, a groan muffled against her mouth as he felt the welcoming heat that he could slay a thousand armies for.]

[When she wanted something, something badly, she could be quick about getting it. Depending on how accessible it was. He was right where she wanted him to be and with that thrust suddenly rocking into her, Chloe sucked in on a sharp breath under his mouth. Her hands gripped at his shoulders as she felt her body get reacquainted with him and then relaxed, a sigh of contentment slipping free.

It didn't matter how little time had passed, having him back inside, it was a feeling she would never tire of. Would always want.]

I think my own personal Heaven involves being inside you for the rest of existence.

[Murmured against her throat, his exhale shaky as he felt the heat of her wrapped around him again. Anything involving Lucifer and Heaven would involve sex, but he'd found that sex with Chloe was... different. More. Always more with her. More intense. More primal. He could almost understand what humans felt when they paired. It was addictive.]

Better enjoy it while you can, I'm not getting any younger.

[They stayed like that for a few more moments, Chloe's fingers sliding up into his hair, stroking along his scalp to keep him close. She shifted against the wall, against him, another sighing moan filling the air. Even as they were now, she wouldn't mind it. He didn't need to move to make her feel good.]

[That, of course, had the effect of having the thought of her not being there any longer flickering through him. No Chloe to laugh with him, to judge him with those slitted eyes, to crawl over him and make him hers. He didn't like the sound of that at all, his arm tightening around her in response as he gave a hard, solid thrust. As if he could somehow keep her pinned in time just by staying with her.]

You're not going anywhere...

[Her head tipped back against the wall as she cried out, the movement abrupt and jolting her with pleasure in his hold. She curled her fingers in his hair, grasped as if to hold on. Chloe was unaware of the double meaning behind her words; all she knew was the way her body went tight and her legs squeezed at his sides.]

I don't plan on it.

[Not tonight anyway.]

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[There was a soft ping as the elevator chimed their arrival and he groaned, looking over as the doors opened.]

Think you can hold on while I get us to the outside wall there?

You're asking?

[She assumed he would just go, no questions asked. What a disappointment it had been when the elevator sounded at arriving to his floor. Her body was still reeling from moments ago; she nudged her hips to his, leaning in to nip at his ear.]

Look, love -- balls deep is not the time I want to find out that you've some latent issue with control.

[But he was taking that incredulity as consent, moving out of the elevator and grunting as it tried to close when he was only partway through. His arm pushed it open and he stepped through, turning to prop her up against the all along it.]

This isn't your first time being balls deep inside me, Lucifer.

[Please. Don't be like that. The support of the wall was back again. Chloe leaned into it, shoulders pressing, hips rocking.]

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