OOM: Finally.

[latino_menace]

It has been a long month. A long, boring month of healing and don't touch and being forced to exercise some self-restraint. He's spiked his drinks, taken drugs and painkillers and lately, those pills that Fi got from bar. They seemed to do the trick but left a problem - if his body literally can't respond to desire, how will he know when it's fixed?

He's so bored of waiting. And everything looks practically normal. So after that conversation on the beach and the lazy, intimate day that followed he decided to risk it. If he wakes up hurting, fine, he'll give it a bit longer.

He wakes up...hurting. But not much, not much at all. It's the middle of the night, pitch black because there's no natural light on an island in the middle of the sea, no sound but the waves hitting the beach below them. He's drowsy and hasn't opened his eyes but then, he doesn't have to to know what roused him from sleep.

It aches. But he doesn't know if that's because of the injury or because he's so hard he could hammer nails with his cock. He does know that it doesn't hurt enough to stop him and without even thinking about it, he's turning, sliding a leg between Fiona's and kissing her neck, her jaw, collarbone, chest; small, wet, open-mouthed kisses that are as gentle as they are insistent.

'Fi.'

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[justcallmefee]

Fiona just grins, her hands weaving in his hair, a rich purr vibrating in her chest. He's smiling, and she can feel the tension leaving his body, like a huge weight has been lifted. It feels glorious to have him back in her arms. She's missed him, and she has no qualms about letting him know that.

She arches her back, her hips rocking up into him as she clenches around him, growling softly into his hair.

"Let me ride you, caro."

[latino_menace]

'...yeah.'

Fuck, she feels so good. He can't get enough of the taste of her, the tightness of her clenching around him, sending warm waves of barely-sated arousal up his body. But he pulls back eventually, still deep in her but braced on his arms, leaning his head down for one more kiss.

'Want to ride me hard? Want to use me to get off? I bet you're desperate for it.'

He's started rocking into her again, the mental image of her on top of him, taking him and fucking him hard turning him on all over again.

[justcallmefee]

She rises off the bed, still reaching for that kiss, heels keeping him close to where she needs him. She can't help the sighs he's drawing from her with every stroke.

"Want you. Missed you. Need you ah."

Her hands slide down his chest, caressing around his ribs, curve around his ass, nails digging in, not letting him get away just yet.

[latino_menace]

Her touch brings him on further, groaning in pleasure as he pistons into her, touching her only where their hips meet, banging into her harder and harder.

'Ah, Jesus Christ...'

It's probably pretty damn obvious that he's missed her too. He can't hold himself back, not unless she stops him and switches their positions.

[justcallmefee]

She's not about to stop him, now, just when he's finding his pace. She wants to see how many times she can make him come today, hopefully without damaging him all over again.

She grins up at him, knees spread wide, each thrust rocking through her whole frame, setting her breasts jiggling. Her eyes close and her head tips back, her voice rising again, uninhibited and wild. He feels amazing and this? This is just fun.

[latino_menace]

'Oh...God, do that again. With your...hands...'

Her touching him all over like that just felt amazing. It's been so long since he was just touched and the feel of her hands on his skin makes him push harder, faster.

[justcallmefee]

"Like this?"

She lets go of her grip on his ass and does just that, palms smoothing all along his sides, over his hip bones, thumbs caressing the hollow of his hips. There's a fine sheen of sweat under her hands, and she smooths her hands up his chest, over his shoulders, along his neck. Fingertips trail along his collarbone, down his sternum, trailing spirals out to circle his nipples, taking them between the pads of her fingers and tormenting them gently.

All the while, crooning softly to him in Spanish, filthy promises, endearments, nonsensical syllables when he angles himself against her g-spot, breathless and striving for him the whole time.

[latino_menace]

The hiss the instant her hands start moving will tell her everything she needs to know; it turns to a outright cry when she starts playing with his nipples and his cock swells further in her, neck muscles cording as his head gets thrown back. He's fucking her all-out now, holding nothing back, drawn on by her touch and that filthy mouth.

'...close...'

[justcallmefee]

"...make you come so hard, caro. Not going let you rest at all today. You'll be coming dust by the time I'm through with you. Go on, go on, fuck that tight pussy. Mess me up, caro, sticky sweet fuck."

She clenches around him again, pleasure drawing her hard around him, curling through her torso, rising with him in every breath. He thrusts deep, and the curve of his cock grinds against her clit, making her head jerk back, her mouth open. She doesn't have time to draw a breath, it hits her so hard. That electric shock drives her over the edge again, her whole body going rigid and shaking.

[latino_menace]

He's getting erratic long before she comes, driving into her, listening to her talk dirty and crying out on each hard thrust, feeling the wet slap of their bodies connecting and that squeeze, that damn squeeze of her cunt.

'...so fucking tight, going to fuck you all day, want to eat your pussy 'til you scream, lick it out, fuck you're so...'

He goes hard all over, slamming into her one last time and staying there, words lost in a strained yell that tapers off to near-pained silence, eyes squeezed shut and rocking against her, totally lost in the pleasure of her body.

[justcallmefee]

She's not anywhere near as quiet, no, she's crying out with each hard thrust, not caring anymore. He's magnificent, and she loves the sight of him all twisted up in bliss. She braces herself against him, holding tight to his forearms, every muscle in her body quivering as the intense wash of pleasure peaks and bleeds away, leaving her boneless and content.

A tired, breathless laugh bubbles up in her throat. Her hands still move on his skin, urging him back down for a kiss, tender and fierce in equal measure.

"Fuck I missed you."

[latino_menace]

'Yeah, you too.'

He's grinning as he lowers himself to kiss her, revelling in the way their bodies slide together, the way he's breathing hard again and that familiar warm afterglow starting to suffuse his muscles. He kisses her softly, then a little more firmly, before pulling out of her and sliding to one side.

'Christ, that feels good.'

[justcallmefee]

She grins up at the ceiling, eyes closed, body tingling all over.

"Meant what I said," she says, still getting her breath back. Her hand reaches for him, landing in the crook of his thigh, fingertips slicking through the sweat and sex. "Better put the coffee on and get some water. Not letting you out of bed. All. Day. Long."

[latino_menace]

'Do I look like I'm complaining? If you hadn't suggested it, I would have.'

He's laughing, looking out of the window over the sea where the sun is just starting to rise above the water. It's going to be a long day, but a great one.

'How about you go make us a really good breakfast so I'll have lots of energy. I'll make coffee and fuck you over the counter, then we can come back to bed so I can make you sit on my face.'

Crude, perhaps. But he wants it, all of it, far too much to dress it up.

[justcallmefee]

She's two steps ahead of him, mentally at least.

"Shower first. I want to lick you clean and then get you dirty again. Then breakfast, with a hard fuck on the counter, and back to bed." She rolls over to purr against his ear. "Where I can sit on your face and suck you at the same time."

[latino_menace]

His grin really couldn't get any wider and he turns his head to kiss her, soft as anything.

'You're on.'

He's up right away, holding out a hand to help her up. These are plans for the day he can really get along with.

[justcallmefee]

She returns that kiss, humming quiet and low against his mouth. And then he's up and moving, taking her hand and tugging her to join him.

"Okay, okay, hold on," she laughs, untangling herself from the sheets. She lets him drag her through to the bath, grabbing a bottle of water from beside the door to the jacuzzi. Which makes her steps falter, and she just grins, pointing.

"And out there later?"

[latino_menace]

He spins and pins her to the wall, not gentle but not hard enough for her to bang her head or anything.

'Everywhere,' he breathes, against her mouth, before kissing her hard, pulling her against him so he can press his body to hers.

[justcallmefee]

The bottle of water falls from her fingers, instantly forgotten. His mouth tastes like fire, sweet and devastating. He's covering her, his hands roaming on her hips and back, hers winding around his neck, fingers weaving in his already tousled hair, dragging him down to her.

The sweet perpetual ache in her chest radiates out, a month's worth -- no, a year's worth of longing and hunger and passion singing in her blood. She kisses him back, letting him feel that in her touch, her knee rising along the outside of his thigh, a breathless moan in the back of her throat. The rest of the world could go up in flames today, she doesn't care. She's right where she wants to be.

[latino_menace]

He takes that leg and pulls it up, holds it there near his waist, kissing her hard and losing himself in the feel of her mouth. He keeps them there like that for a long time and then pulls back, smirking, mussed and happy.

'Shower. Come on.'

[justcallmefee]

Her hands trail down to his jaw, and she nods, eyelids heavy with arousal. Her lips are swollen and ruddy from his kiss, and her nipples are hard again.

"Yeah, okay," she murmurs, her right hand sliding down to stroke his erection and then take him in firm grip. Her left pushes him away slightly, and she leads him by his cock into the bathroom.

[latino_menace]

...obviously, he follows. And seems perfectly happy about it too - for today, at least, he wants nothing more than to give his cock what it wants. And it wants Fiona touching it, stroking it, sucking it, surrounding it.

'Got me on a tight leash today,' he murmurs, sounding amused.

'Anyone would think you're planning on using me for your own pleasure.'

Fine with him.

[justcallmefee]

She licks her lips, looking up at him, still stroking him. She's drowsy from the early wake up, her head still thick with afterglow, and right now, she just wants to touch him all over.

"Not letting you out of my sight today, caro," she purrs, backing towards the shower. She doesn't let him go as she turns the faucets on, and takes great pleasure in taking him in both hands, drawing him under the warm water.

She hasn't had her hands on this, her favourite part of his anatomy after his lips, in a month. She takes a seat on the bench, her gaze raking over his chest, back to his face, her hands sliding along his shaft in long, slow strokes.

"Got a problem with me using you for my own wicked ends?"

[latino_menace]

He looks down at his straining hardon, smirking into her eyes.

'Does it look like I have a problem with it?'

He leans down to kiss her, lips soft against hers.

'In fact, I think I'd be put out if you didn't, seeing as how it's been weeks since you were allowed to touch it.'

[justcallmefee]

Her eyes drift closed as she leans into that kiss, tasting him and touching him at the same time. The water runs over his skin, and slicks the remains of the morning beneath her fingertips. She takes advantage, palms smoothing over his skin, no rush at all, just enjoying him.

"Feels more like years," she breathes.