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]

She nuzzles back up, breathing in his scent from the hollow of his ear. She eases down until she's resting her full weight on his chest.

She whispers against his ear, "Put your hands on me, caro. I need to feel you touching me."

And then she sets out to carefully explore the delicate curl of his ear, gentle licks and nibbles.

[latino_menace]

There's a small, appreciative noise from the back of his throat and a familiar vauge tightening between his legs. Just a little bit. And his hands run down her back, tighten on her butt and hold her close, keeping her pressed near.

''m going to touch you all day, don't worry about that.'

[justcallmefee]

She moans softly against his ear, her spine curling as she rocks against him. So good to just lose herself in the feel of him, no rush, no frenzy, just this.

"S'been so long." She hides her face against his throat, nuzzling and kissing. "I need this."

[latino_menace]

His eyes fall close and he tilts his head a little, giving her all the access she wants.

'Yeah, me too.'

An arm wraps around to keep her close and he's starting to get hard again, feeling her rock like that. The other hand strokes over he skin, revelling in the feel of it.

[justcallmefee]

She feels him relent a little and it sends a thrill through her entire body. She can't say it, won't say it again, but she feels it more powerfully every day, with every kiss and every touch. Right now, she just wants to feed that back to him, write it on his skin and on his bones. There are no words, only this.

Soft kisses, tasting his skin, tracing his pulse. Teeth grazing along the side of his neck, lips exploring, tongue teasing that sweet spot just above his collar bone. One hand brushes his jaw, fingers touching his mouth while the other strokes down his bicep. Her hips trap his cock between them, just a gentle give and take. Her legs tangle with his, and he can feel her desire for him in every inch of her skin.

[latino_menace]

He really can and there's nothing more erotic than that. That gentle push against his cock sends little tendrils of pleasure through his legs and up his belly and he angles her without thinking, making sure his thickening shaft is rubbing over her clit.

Her fingers are at his mouth and he captures the tips of two of them between his lips, sucking lightly, nipping gently with his teeth.

[justcallmefee]

Slick heat meets slick heat and she shudders a breath against his throat, pressing close. Her fingertips pet the tip of his tongue, letting that tantalising brush of wet heat remind her of where his mouth was not so long ago. Slow as the tide, her hips roll, guiding his length along her cleft, letting him feel how wet she is, still.

[latino_menace]

Her fingertips on his tongue feels better than such a simple touch has any right too and he lets her play, not asking for more, his mind firmly entrenched in what else his mouth could be doing right now. Her wetness against him is a constant reminder of where he's going to be soon, a pleasure to be taken whenever he wants - the thought steals his breath, makes his muscles tense for a brief moment.

'You said in the kitchen, I know what you need.'

His smirk is playful, his eyes full of want

'Suppose I don't?'

And his fingertips find a hard nipples, squeezing it lightly.

'Tell me what you need. Tell me what you want me to do to you.'

[justcallmefee]

That touch at her breast and the sound of his voice sends a frisson through her body, shimmering all the way down to the tips of her toes.

Another kiss at the side of his throat, and another. Tender. Hungry.

"I need you and your hands and your mouth and your cock all over me. I mean all over me. Every inch. Inside and out."

He said before, he could tell when she was looking to cause some damage. The way her nails drag down his ribs, the way she's nibbling along his collarbone, the way her knee shifts to open her even more, it's probably a safe bet she's on the path of complete destruction. In the best possible way.

[latino_menace]

There will not be a single complaint from him.

'Every inch?'

He scrapes his nails down her spine in return, slipping a hand between her cheeks suggestively and pressing just the slightest bit.

'I want to see how many times I can make you come today. And in how many ways.'

[justcallmefee]

Her head comes up at that touch, her eyes closed and her lips parted, her expression one of pure arousal. She hisses, long and low, her cheeks flushing and her fingers digging into his skin a little.

When she can catch her breath again, she slits her eyes at him. Her hips press and glide along his length. She bends her head to catch his mouth, tongue licking along his lower lip.

"Every inch of my skin. Hands. Mouth. Cock."

[latino_menace]

He breathes out deeply, turned on as he always is by the way she lets him do whatever he wants, and by the way she obviously loves it. Her cunt, all warm and soft, running up and down his dick helps too.

He looks over at the bedside table on his side, fingertip pushing a little harder.

'Lube.'

[justcallmefee]

She catches his hand at the wrist, and bares her teeth at him for a moment. Her eyes flash and she gives him that wicked little smirk. She pushes back up to all fours and reaches for his bedside table, taking a long moment to find what she's looking for.

She figures he won't mind the view.

[latino_menace]

Damn right he won't. And he won't keep his hands off her either, cupping her breasts in his palms and kneading lightly, leaning up to press his teeth gently into the skin of her shoulder.

He can wait. Not patiently but he knows she's going to let him, so he can wait for now.

[justcallmefee]

Her eyes drift closed for a moment, her hand stilling at the touch of his teeth at that one perfect spot. She bites back a soft moan, and returns to looking.

Ah, there it is.

She sits back with a triumphant little grin, waggling the tube between her fingertips. She settles across his hips again, sitting all the way up, making a little bit of tease out of reading the small print on the back.

[latino_menace]

He pokes her in the stomach and tweaks a nipple with the other hand, smirking a touch.

'I'm sure we can figure the instructions out for ourselves.'

[justcallmefee]

She grins, wrinkles her nose at him, her cheeks definitely a bit more red than they were a moment ago.

"Give me your hand," she purrs, taking his wrist again. She nips at the mound of his thumb, chasing it with a kiss. And then she squeezes a generous amount of the clear substance onto his fingers, flicking the lid shut again and tucking the tube under the pillows.

Which means leaning forward again, putting the object of his intent within easy reach.

[latino_menace]

And as she leans forward, his mouth closes on her tit because he can never get enough of them. He also knows it feels good, just like his other hand sliding between her legs and teasing over her slit feels good. And feeling good makes it easier to relax, which is what he needs her to do now as he slips his lubed fingers behind her and starts to gently probe, pressing into her just a little.

[justcallmefee]

She keeps close, one hand on the mattress holding her weight above him, and he can feel the soft hum of pleasure rising in her throat. Her free hand delves into his thick black hair, caressing it back from his face, looking down at him as he touches her. Her eyelids fall half shut and she can't help the gentle undulation of her hips, rubbing herself against his hands.

"Love it when you do this, caro."

She loves everything about this. The look on his face, the heat of his mouth at her nipple, the sweet teasing pressure, everything.

[latino_menace]

'Love that you let me do it.'

He nips at her breast with his teeth, a touch of pain to distract from him easing his finger into her, slow and careful, huffing out a breath against her skin in arousal.

'Feel good?'

[justcallmefee]

There were words. Nice words. They never make it across her lips. She can only nod, her eyes drifting closed as she focuses on his touch, murmuring something incoherent, hissing quietly. Her tone is unmistakeable. It feels amazing.

She shifts just enough to catch his mouth, kissing him slow and deep, connecting again, all passion and that delicious slow fire that makes them what they are.

[latino_menace]

He moans into her mouth, just quietly, pulling her forward with one hand as he presses a little deeper into her.

'Ride me, Fi.'

[justcallmefee]

A sound of pure want rises in her, her free hand snaking between them to catch his cock in a firm grip. She coils above him, stroking the head along her slit, catching him and guiding him into her body, slow and intent.

That sound twists in her throat, becomes a cry against his mouth. A month's deprivation and this, both holes filled, makes everything feel a thousand times more intense. Sweet torture.

"Ramon..."

[latino_menace]

He grins and moves suddenly, pushing himself up to a sitting position without ever taking his finger out of her (he's careful about it), starting to work it slowly in and out once they're comfortable. His thumb finds her clit and he's sucking lightly on her throat, not encouraging her to move, happy to let her take her time and enjoy herself.

[justcallmefee]

He moves and her arms snake around his neck, holding tight to him, nails grazing his scalp. Her head tips back and she surrenders. She loves this position, he knows. Heart to heart, mouth to mouth, cock to cunt. It steals her breath away, and his hand is doing things to her, things her nerves were never prepared for. Each brush of her clit sends a tendril of fire through her, and she pulses around him.

She doesn't have to move. He could get her off just like this if he wanted.