bakerstreet | Sexting the night away

[That drew a small, breathless laugh from him as he combed his hand through his damp hair, over his forehead behind his ear.] Do you need more reasons to have me on my knees?

Mm, bent over the table and me taking you from behind might be nice for a change.

[Her hands still pet over him, stroking over his thighs, up along his sides and then opting to run them through the mess he'd made, spreading it over him.]

[He cracked one eye open first and then the other as a small smirk crept across his face. The inner puritan stopped him short of verbally going along with her.] Maybe I shouldn't have told you what we got up to in college.

Maybe you should have told me sooner.

[She smoothed his come all over those abs, slapping the inside of his thighs gently and then looking at him with a happy sigh.]

Now I need to go wash up.

It was a long time ago. Before all... this. [They were happier people then. And young - almost painfully naive about getting law degrees to change the world.]

Taking your clothes off when you get back?

Is that a request?

[She moved to wriggle out from between his legs, hands up to keep from getting it all over his sheets. She headed for his bathroom, trying to touch as little as possible before she got the water started to clean her hands off.]

I'd make it worth your while. [She could mess his sheets and the rest of his place up. He didn't mind. As the feeling slowly returned to his legs he breathed a sigh up towards the ceiling, listening to her footsteps fade around the corner.]

How's that? You'd make more of a mess all over the place? You need to clean up too, Devil boy.

I was thinking you'd be making a mess this time. Come on. I can feel you on my tongue -
I know you're in the mood.

[She looked up at herself in the mirror, seeing a smile on her face and watching it grow wider before she turned off the sink and turned to come back out into the bedroom.]

Hard not to be after watching that. Why don't you come help me get undressed?

[She knew exactly how to get him out of bed. If she'd just nagged at him to get himself cleaned up, he might have whinged. An offer like that though - he couldn't resist. He propped himself up on his elbows and listened to her move for a few seconds before sliding off the bed and onto his feet. The floor was cold and his knees almost gave up at first, but he managed to make it over to her and even resisted the urge to dirty her clothes, keeping a small space between them as he stole a quick kiss from her lips before easing her jacket off her shoulders.]

[Jacket now off, she slid a finger up over the top of his chest, watching him as he stood naked and messy in front of her. Even spent, he was still something to see, and she decided she'd never get tired of the sight of a naked Matt Murdock.]

[He's gentle with her jacket, draping it over a hook neatly. He's slightly less gentle with her shirt, though. And when her shirt was off he stole a longer, deeper kiss, teasing and promising to unravel her with his tongue while his hands started unpicking her jeans button and unzipping it, giving it a light shove downwards.] You're burning up in your clothes. Should've asked sooner. I would have helped take these off from the start.

I was having too much fun.

[The air was cool on her heated skin, a welcome relief even if she felt herself shiver once when her shirt was dragged off. His hands pushing at her pants had her reaching out to steady herself with his shoulder, her other hand sliding up into the mess of his hair as she kissed him back, feeling that spike of arousal at the feel of his hands on her.]

I know. [She could feel his smile against her lips as he nipped at her bottom lip. There was something very gentle and loving about his kisses, very unlike their hard and fast or slow and torturous primal indulgences. That make out, make love, make something out of their assorted fuckings that threatened to redefine them as lovers with benefits.

Maybe offsetting that with the eagerness with which he tugged her jeans down to her knees might have helped somewhat. He reached around behind her to unhook her bra and started backpedalling towards the bed, pulling her along gently with him. He'd drag her over further up near the headboard just by the pillows and slide the straps off her shoulders before swapping places with her and easing her back down onto an as-yet-unsullied section of his bed.] I think you've gushed all over your uh... 'menu'.

[The tenderness always caught her by surprise, but she was getting more used to it, allowing it more instead of hiding from it. She let him drag her over to the bed, crawled up on it with him, and tugging him to draw him down with her as she lay back, feeling silk and skin and that shiver of arousal that she was starting to associate with him.]

It's a good menu.

Yeah? Maybe I'll dine in then. [He shuffled his knees between her legs and kept her mouth occupied with his, propping himself up with one arm so he could run his other hand up and down the side of her body, brushing his thumb over her nipple, running the back of his fingers along the shadow under her breast. He left her breathless and panting as he planted a trail of featherlight kisses down her body before fixating on that soft area of her belly between her panties and her navel. He tugged on the lace trim of her panties gently using just his teeth, keeping his hands rubbing her thighs.]

If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get me addicted to coming over so I constantly come knock you over for sex.

[It was a little embarrassing to her how breathless her voice sounded, but how could it not get a little lost when he was distracting her like that with his mouth, with the touch of his hands up over her body making goosebumps break out over her.]

I don't think it's fair to blame me for that. [He started easing her panties off using just his teeth with practiced ease, leaving soft kisses in between tugging each side a couple of inches down her thighs. When her lingerie finally slid off one ankle he shifted his focus back up her body, swallowing any noises her mouth might have made when his fingers trailed down between her legs and gently stroked her hot, wet folds. Occasionally he'd tease her slipping just the tip of his finger inside, but he seemed to be deliberately trying to make her squirm.]

I do. You're too good at this. How is it not your fault?

[Squirm she did, her thighs spreading, her body arching up to get him to touch her more. He wasn't touching her enough and it was driving her crazy. He teased her because he could, and she couldn't even blame him. Not after she'd fucked him stupid. Not after she'd trusted him like that and had given her the show of a lifetime.]

You're the one fucking me senseless. I'm just here for dessert. [He shifted his weight back towards his knees so he could free up his other hand. He'd touch her for a while, just like she wanted, on her nipple, over her stomach, up the side of her body, and back down over her breast again. But when she's dangling in that half-crazed state with her back just starting to arch off the mattress, aching and craving for more, he'd rub her clit as if to try and get her attention, and then take his hand away. Made her lie there and watch him lick and suck her stickiness off of his fingers before he went down on her. He probably wouldn't break her over the course of an hour like he had last night, but he'd start out wet and warm and slow until he could feel her twitching against his tongue.]

[She might have laughed, but he was back to making her squirm again, back to making it hard for her to put thoughts together because he was touching her, teasing her. He touched her clit and she lifted her hips up into it, then he'd draw away and make her growl. It got to the point where she finally slid a hand into his hair, gripping it.]

If you're going to do something, do it. Otherwise I'm going to tie you up and fuck you with that damn thing until you literally have nothing left in you.

You’re such a bully. [And how was he the greedy, impatient one again? She had him tsking at her before he grabbed her chin with one hand and kissed the anger out of her, running his fingers over her clit and probing between her folds with the other. He slid one finger inside her, then two, rubbing her inner walls and stretching her slowly while he gently sank his teeth into her bottom lip. He could still taste her on his tongue. His sheets tasted like her - even his knuckles tasted like her now.]

You love it.

[She'd just barely caught herself from saying 'me' instead, looking up at him when he grabbed her chin until he kissed her. She closed her eyes then, sliding a leg up along his side, hands sliding into his hair as she lifted up, drawing him in closer, licking into his mouth and grinning as he nipped her lip. His fingers in her moved, parted, stretched her and she let out a shaky sigh, combing the hair at the back of his head with her fingers.]

I want you in me.

[Those Three Words were on the tip font his tongue. His chest swelled and he almost managed to say them aloud, too. But as that flutter sank, it slowly turned to heartache, that small voice ever present in the back of his head reminding him that everything he loved he’s managed to destroy, so he promptly quashed the bitterness that threatened to ruin this moment between them. He slipped his fingers out of her and stroked the flaccidness out of his cock, licking the inside of his cheek and moaning softly as he smeared her juices all over his shaft and started to get hard. He pinned his cock under his palm and rubbed the underside between her legs over the hood of her clit with a few long thrusts, so she got plenty of warning that he was hard enough before he slid inside her.]

Sexting the night away

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I'm going to bed :(

Sweet dreams, Hugh Jackman.

I'm going to Thor tomorrow night too so I'll vanish after 1am eastern :<

I'm PST, so I have no idea what time that is. But hey, HAVE FUN! =D

Oh. You're like 4 hours ahead but a day behind. So like 10pm.

Time is stupid

Yeah. It's worse around daylight savings. All that added confusion.

Worse when it happens at different days/weeks over the globe. So dumb

Someone here wanted longer summers so the dates changed. Now it's out of sync with everyone else.

UK date is different from Canada date too. It's all balls.

We should just delete daylight savings.

I'm on board with that. There are places in the US that don't have it too, so it's weird.

It’s just a hassle every 6 months and what you gain in sleep you end up losing again later anyways

it serves no purpose anymore.

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