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Oh, there was a time when she'd lie in the grass, and imagine the places she'd never go

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[Racing down the interstate as fast as they fucking can, Johnnie tugs Chrissy closer and ducks low over his bike. They're streamlined now, they'll pick up just a little bit more speed, and then they can outride this giant evil fucking wasp for sure -

His eyes blink slowly against the light in the room, and then he frowns and lifts his pillow from under his head and flings it at the alarm clock on the bedside table. That shouldn't work, except that it falls off the table and unplugs in the process, leaving the room blissfully silent.

And now he doesn't have a pillow. Shit.]


Ugh. Hey, you up?

[Like Chrissy could sleep through that.

Soon enough though, he rolls on out of bed, gets the water going, tugs fresh clean clothing out of his bag, then checks on that shower. Yep, nice and hot. Time to get clean and ready for the day.]


Whatcha think? Wanna check out the cafe for breakfast? Maybe we can make 'em do some eggs an' pancakes even though they're gonna say it's dinner only now. I hate when places do that, it's such fuckin' bullshit.

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cheerleader: (016)
Jan. 14th, 2024 02:30 am (UTC)
[She's surprised that he actually tries, and just lays there while he does it. It isn't until he falls off to the side that she starts laughing, but it's pretty short lived. That kiss is more than welcome, as is the other, and she quickly decides a third would be great.

Her hand works against the muscle in his back, kneading gently. It's with a smirk that her head leans back just a little, enough that she can look him in the eye. He manages to make her weak in the knees, even when she's on her back.

They can so often rush into just the main act that it's nice to take their time and just kiss and touch one another. It definitely gets her all nice and hot and ready for more, and she lightly trails her foot up along his leg in an attempt to distract herself from that steady throb of arousal. The longer they can keep things slow and sweet, the more she's sure she'll enjoy things when they escalate.
]

Aw, you're always sexy to me. Even when your mouth is so full of my boob your cheeks puff out.
phantomrider: (only visions)
Jan. 14th, 2024 02:41 am (UTC)
Aw, thanks, babe.

[Snickering, he sucks in a breath of air just to puff his cheeks out like a fish, and makes kissy fish lips to go with it, though again that doesn't last long. He's too busy laughing and too busy being horny to goof off forever, and tempers his laughter by distracting himself with working his teeth and tongue against her throat.

Pretty quickly he forgoes the nonsense entirely, scooting back on top of her to seize her hair and pull her head to the side so he can nibble just below her ear, then down the side of her neck to her collarbone.]


Mm. I gotta get my pants off but I don't wanna stop right away.
cheerleader: (cornballer13)
Jan. 14th, 2024 04:30 am (UTC)
Then don't.

[She whispers, sounding all breathy and content with what he's doing. One hand is resting against his shoulder, the other working its way down so she can rub at his butt. She'd be tempted to laugh if she wasn't so in the mood right now.]

Please? Let's just take it slow for a few more minutes.

[Which seems like a momentous task, given she's always ready to just tear his pants off of him. It almost feels a little selfish, to just lightly touch him and try to nip and kiss where she can while he works at her neck. But he's clearly enjoying himself, and she definitely is too. Besides, he's good about letting her know what he wants and when he wants it.]
phantomrider: (when you stand on the edge)
Jan. 14th, 2024 04:45 am (UTC)
Mm.

[A few more minutes. That sounds all right. It's not like they haven't already fucked multiple times today, he's not desperate. That's probably why it feels so nice to relax a little and indulge in her skin.

While his mouth licks and nibbles at her collarbone, he gets a hand on her other breast, the one he'd been more neglectful of earlier, and massages for a little while before working the nipple with his fingers until it turns firm between them.]


One second.

[He can at least get his knife and belt off so they're not all lumpy and awkward against her. He pauses to sit up and do that, pulls the knife and sheath off his belt and sets it aside, then thinks twice before ditching his belt entirely and instead loops it in his hand and strokes it down the side of her thigh.]

Bet this gives a real good smack, huh?
cheerleader: (cornballer12)
Jan. 14th, 2024 04:59 am (UTC)
[She can't help it, her initial response it just a shiver that makes her smile stupidly up at him. Her teeth graze against her lower lip as she nods, and she's almost afraid to try and say something. Words aren't exactly hard in the moment, but he's definitely just cranked up her arousal and she can't be held responsible for how lovestruck that will make her sound.]

Try it and find out.

[Her legs practically fall open in anticipation, and the most pathetic little pleading whine comes from her. She'll never not want a little pain with her pleasure, and the fact he's totally on board with that makes her even hornier. It's probably pretty ridiculous, but she doesn't care.

It works for them, and that's all that matters.
]
phantomrider: (only visions)
Jan. 14th, 2024 05:20 am (UTC)
Think I will.

[Well, count him fucking smug, but he does know what she likes, after all. She's absolutely irresistible, always, but right now even moreso.

He bends down, propping himself up with a hand so he can kiss her without making any additional contact. Maybe it's unfair when she's just made herself so inviting, but he feels like making her wait an extra few seconds anyway. He'll make good use of it, though - he sets his belt to the side for a second, sits up on his knees, and makes a slow, deliberate show of unbuttoning his jeans and tugging down the zipper. He then strokes a slow hand down his own belly, drawing her eye down his abdomen to the growing bulge in his pants before shoving his jeans and underwear down over his hips in one fluid motion.

Of course, he still has to wriggle out of the legs and there's no smooth, sexy way to do that, but he tries to make it as quick as he can as he sits beside her and squirms out of them until he's finally without clothes, trying not to laugh at the lame pause.]


Y'know, I guess I shouldn'ta started somethin' like a striptease if I gotta fit in a tent an' kick my damn pants off like a fuckin' moron.
cheerleader: (016)
Jan. 14th, 2024 05:30 am (UTC)
[She half sits up, resting back on her elbows as she watches him. Oh, her eyes follow his hand. And she licks at her lips, before curling her tongue and letting it stick out a little. It starts so smooth, then gets...very clumsy and weird, but apart from her laughing she's still very into it.

By the time he's done, she's grabbed his belt and leans forward to get it loosely against the back of his neck. Both of her hands grab at each end, and she uses the hold to pull him in closer to her for a hungry kiss. And while he's in that close, she shifts the ends of the belt to be held loosely in one hand so her other can wander his body.

Her fingertips work along his chest and his stomach, and make their way down to his erection. He's hard enough it's easy to tease at him with a steady stroking motion. That's easy to keep up with while they kiss, even if it's probably too slow for him to really enjoy.
]

You're not a moron, baby. You're just eager. And that -

[She has to pause to kiss him again, and her hold on the belt disappears completely.]

Is very sexy.
phantomrider: (oh little darlin')
Jan. 14th, 2024 05:49 am (UTC)
Mmm, I'm eager but I'm stuck in a tent where I gotta sit on my ass an' find room to get my shit on an' off.

[He laughs, low and soft, then kisses her again and settles his hands around her waist. It turns into something of a massage, as his fingertips rub slow, tight circles against the muscles of her lower back while he kisses her and urges her back downward. His hands retreat once her back is against the sleeping bag once again, and he grinds his hips downward, against that stroking hand of hers as well as her lower belly, above the hem of her shorts.]

Seems to me, if you really wanna wear me out, maybe you keep a hold on that belt for a minute. I bet you'll think of somethin' creative to do with it.

[At once both a challenge, and permission to try whatever she wants. He's patient, he'll let her decide - unless she takes too long.]
cheerleader: (Default)
Jan. 14th, 2024 05:28 pm (UTC)
[It's easy to recognize the challenge in his voice, and she quirks an eyebrow as she decides on exactly how she's going to meet it. Oh, she won't back down from it. Even when her heart's racing and her blood's pumping, she knows if he issues her a teasing challenge, she's going to do something about it. So her fingers lightly toy at the ends of the belt, which is draped casually around his neck at this point.

His grinding hips are a little distracting, and she has to softly clear her throat and let her touch against his cock slip away in order to focus. Making up for it with a kiss isn't exactly enough, but it will have to do in those few seconds it takes for her to get an idea.

First though, she has to give him a gentle bump with her hips so she can rise up enough to start working her shorts and panties off. She doesn't want him to pull away completely, and thankfully she's gotten good at getting her clothes off in tight spaces. As soon as she gets her shorts down to her knees, she kicks and wriggles her legs until they're at her ankles, and then she uses her feet to send them flying to the other side of the tent.

Her eyes catch his in the process, and she laughs at how ridiculously eager she is. That shy grin is still on her face as she settles back against the sleeping bags, and her hands return to the belt at long last. They work quickly, making gentle work out of looping the end tip through the buckle, and pulling it so it rests loosely against his neck.

It gives her the end to hold onto and guide him however she likes, but she isn't sure if he'll like what's essentially a leash on him. But it would be fun to have it to hold onto so she can direct that mouth of his down lower and lower to where she really needs him. So she pauses and tips her head enough she can look up at him, silently seeking his approval.
]

You can try it on me next, so we both get a turn.

[That's fair, right? Certain things they both can try out and see if they like them.]
phantomrider: (i get a thrill)
Jan. 14th, 2024 06:03 pm (UTC)
[He rolls just far enough aside to let her get the rest of her clothing off, and then he sinks down on top of her on his elbows, giving her enough room to do whatever she's going to do.

And the end result? Fucking a hundred percent approved. He would never have thought a collar and leash would be this hot, but he instantly feels a pulse of heat straight to his groin as she gives that last little tug, and he pants softly as his expression grows from a surprised chuckle to something eager and hungry.]


Hell, baby girl, you got more good ideas hidin' in that pretty head of yours?

[He's absolutely eager to try it on her, too, fuck. But her turn to be in control comes first, and he presses a heated kiss against her lips as he grinds his cock down against the crease between her thigh and belly. His fingers gather in her hair, and he again guides her head sideways as he nips at her neck, like some feral creature she'll now have to tame.]
cheerleader: (129)
Jan. 14th, 2024 06:25 pm (UTC)
[There's a visible sign of relief when he approves. A slow breath releases as she smiles, and she drinks in the sight of him all full of desire because of her idea. She can't even talk, she's so full of want and pride. So all she can do is nod her head a little and gasp when he grinds against her. Oh, she wants him inside her. But that can wait.

Right now, she's letting his mouth wander against her neck, and as his teeth nip a little too hard she makes a startled sound. But she's laughing right after, and wraps her end of the belt around her hand. And she gives a tentative tug upward, followed by another sharper one so he'll have to raise his head and look at her.
]

Careful, baby. You'll mark me all up.

[Her chuckle says she sure wouldn't mind that at all, and she uses the lead to guide his head back to where he was against her neck. She's all soft sighs and gasps as he grinds against her and keeps going, but eventually her desire builds and she gives a tug of that lead and starts guiding him down lower.

A little while at one breast and then the other leaves her panting, and she jerks the lead to get him down to her belly and lower still. She's patient the whole time, being firm but letting him move his limbs and body how he needs to get where she's demanding he go.
]

You're so good with your mouth, baby. [Her free hand strokes through his hair and caresses his cheek, always affectionate, even when she's the one in charge. That gentle sweetness is sharply contrasted with the way she pulls the belt tight, letting the looped end against his throat pull more snugly against his skin.]

Why don't you put it to really good use while you're down there?
phantomrider: (when you stand on the edge)
Jan. 14th, 2024 07:03 pm (UTC)
[Any time a girl directly tells him what she wants, he's happy. And with Chrissy tugging him around, making his mouth go where she wants it, fuck. Makes him even happier.

She cautions him to be careful and he retaliates with a bite that will definitely leave a red smudge by morning, sharp enough to dent the skin, but he kisses at it in apology and gives her a wink. And then on down he goes, following her guidance, shivering with pleasure as that belt tightens snug around his neck when she gives that gentle command that sounds so much like a question.]


Whatever you want, princess.

[He grins up at her teasingly. And fuck, he's maddeningly hard now, he really wants to sink his cock into her, it's almost unbearable. But at the same time he is eager to do just as she's requesting, and so he makes himself comfortable between her legs, arms coiled around her thighs as he delivers a long, broad stroke with his tongue against her opening.

By now he knows just what makes her moan, what makes her so wet she barely knows what to do about it. His lips and tongue ravish attention on her labia, her clit, and edge her ever closer to coming, with his breath hot against her. He doesn't let up, either - not unless she demands it. This might have started with her saying she'd wear him out, but hell, that can go both ways. And with the control he has with his arms, even if she has him by the neck, he props her hips upward, giving him a better angle so his mouth can really work every sensitive little inch of skin.]
cheerleader: (chrissy53)
Jan. 14th, 2024 09:47 pm (UTC)
[He's being so good and patient, when she knows he has to be hard enough that it's driving him crazy. She promises herself she won't make him wait for long. Just long enough to make him a little more wild and untamed, and long enough for her to enjoy his mouth and work her all up to the point she's begging for more.

As it turns out, it takes about five minutes to get her to that point. The angle is amazing, it's like she's in charge but careening out of control by her hips up off the ground. By the time her thighs start trembling and pressing against his face, she's got that belt wrapped tight around her hand and she's pulling hard as her back arches and her hips ride against his mouth. She's worked up to a frenzy at this point, gasping and crying out and so close -

But it's not enough. She needs him inside her.

With a pathetic whine, she roughly tugs at the belt to pry his face away from her.
]

Inside me. Now.

[It comes out an animalistic growl, and she works to tear that belt off his neck so he can have full range of movement to do whatever in the hell he wants. She's already a little exhausted, covered in sweat and heavily panting. She's right on the edge and has been dancing there for a minute now, and every inch of her is tense and frustrated and she needs him to take care of that for her.]

Please, please, please - don't wanna wait.
phantomrider: (who am I?)
Jan. 14th, 2024 10:05 pm (UTC)
[She pulls him away to tear at that belt, and he shoots her a toothy grin and ducks right out of the open loop just as she's managed to unbuckle it. Her desperation is flooding him with even more lust, somehow, but also a real satisfaction at how he is responsible for filling her with so much need.]

Baby girl, you don't wanna fuck a skeleton, you want a wolf.

[He snickers as he adjusts her hips upward again by hooking her knees over his shoulders. She can want both, it's fine, he won't judge - what she wants, either way, is to be so completely craved by him that he can't control himself. And right now, that's absolutely what she'll get.

It takes no more than a second or two for him to get into position and thrust roughly forward, burying himself in her nice and deep. And hell, he may be worked up, but he'll last nice and long for her anyway. Their fun against the car wasn't all that long ago, and he's looking to see just how much she can take herself, now, as he thrusts deep with every stroke.

Once he has a rhythm established, he reaches for that belt with one hand and draws it to him. He tightens it into a short coil and strokes it along her belly, brushes it against her clit, before swinging it against the outside of her thigh with a satisfying thwack.]
cheerleader: (chrissy29)
Jan. 14th, 2024 10:28 pm (UTC)
[Later, she'll think more on what he's just said. Right now, it's all just a low roar in her ears and she recognizes it as being his voice but the words don't really sink in until after he's inside her. The low, shaky groan sounds off the fact that she desperately needs him just like this.

Maybe she's way past the point of addicted to him, where he's a drug that she has withdrawals from if she doesn't get enough. Or maybe she just loves him so much that these moments where they can be together like this are when she feels the most alive. It doesn't matter. All she knows is that his words finally make sense to her.

Skeletons are cool and all, but yeah -

She wants a wolf that will devour and claim her, just the way he is right now. She's already sensitive, and when the belt draws against her skin she cries out, back sharply arching. Her nails drag down his back, and she's sure she has to break the skin. Yeah, he's her wolf, but she's got a bite of her own.

In fact, she nips at just about anywhere her teeth can get at him. They drag and press, and she's pretty sure she actually bites a couple of times. A kiss always soothes it right after, but she can't help that him using the belt drives her to the point of being a little wild herself.

It helps that they've already fucked enough times today that this can really draw out. She's worked up, and she's close, but it feels like her body is content to let her stay right at that fever pitch for a prolonged period of time.
]
phantomrider: (come inside)
Jan. 14th, 2024 10:49 pm (UTC)
[A groan from him turns guttural at the drag of her nails. He may not be as addicted to the mingling of pain and pleasure as she is, but he sure does still appreciate it plenty in raw moments like this one where every sense is heightened and completely full of her.

He alternates toying with her, drawing the belt slow and light across her skin, and then swinging it down on the outside of her thigh, while keeping a pace that has him sweating. Turns out this little tent holds a lot of heat, which for regular purposes is probably a good thing but it leaves his hair dangling in his eyes until he tries to toss his head and swing it aside. He wants to see her, wants to know just how good she's having it as his hips drive against her over and over.

When he's close, he decides she'd better come right along with him. He drops the belt to lean over her, low enough to easily kiss and bite at those lips of hers and leave them swollen while he works her clit with one of his hands.]


Come for me, baby girl.
cheerleader: (chrissy63)
Jan. 14th, 2024 11:02 pm (UTC)
[She's nearly in tears at that point, choked sobs sounding off as the pleasure becomes too much. Her eyes shut tight for a second as she quickly nods in agreement. Yeah, she'll come for him. She wants to, so badly. It's just that her body is really drawing this out, and every roll of his fingers against her clit is too much.

A little longer and tears do build and fall, and now her eyes are open to him as she makes the most drawn out moan he's ever gotten her to produce. It's at the tail end of that her body finally gives in and she comes, lips parting in a soundless scream. She clings to him as she trembles, gasping for air as it's all just been knocked right out of her lungs.
]

Y-you too.

[She can barely speak, it's like her mouth has forgotten how to make words. But she knows he'll get what she means and oblige, because she can feel just how close he is.]
phantomrider: (who am I?)
Jan. 14th, 2024 11:26 pm (UTC)
[Shit, she doesn't even have to say anything, but the sound of that shaky little voice helps push him right over the edge when he was already there, blown away by how overwhelmed she so obviously is.

His lips cover hers, then brush aside to her cheek as he comes, the force of it making him exhale sharply, followed by a quieter moan than hers. It's great, no doubt, but it's times like this that make him a little jealous of how when girls come it looks like such a full-body experience. Maybe even an out-of-body one, a little, like her right now. No complaints, of course, not really - he has his own wave of pleasure and relief and warmth at his release, enough to make him want more always even though he's certainly spent for now.

The quiet calm on his face turns to a grin as he pulls out of her and looks at what he's done, and then he chuckles as he settles next to her and drapes an arm lazily across her.]


How's that for a start, huh?
cheerleader: (cornballer9)
Jan. 14th, 2024 11:41 pm (UTC)
[She's still shaken after having an out of body experience like that, and manages a shaky laugh as she reaches up to brush sweat covered hair out of his face. Her own hair is brushed aside next, and that leaves her able to roll over onto her side and rest her hand against his hip.]

That's one hell of a start.

[That's easy to agree with, and she grins as she works her way in closer, enough that she can press her face against the curve of his neck. They both are sweaty, but he still smells so good to her. Like sweat, sure, but there's also smoke and pot and just something that's purely him. The scent of it calms her racing heart, and she kisses at his skin with her smile still stretched out across her face.]

You're right, you know. I wanted a wolf and am lucky I have one all to myself.

[As she chuckles, she shifts so her head is just resting against her folded up arms, and she's able to look up at him. He's never one for laying around for long and pillow talk, but she's going to need time to recover after that.]

It's took bad I didn't get to try the belt around my neck though. It kinda looked like fun. Next time we can though, right?
phantomrider: (67)
Jan. 14th, 2024 11:53 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I figured on next time. You had enough goin' on already, babe, we gotta save somethin' good for round two, right?

[He didn't forget, and she doesn't need to be worried that he had, though it's cute she's so into the idea that she wants to make absolutely sure he'll give her a turn. He reaches up to stroke her hair, smoothing and untangling it while he catches his breath.]

Can't say I'd ever been collared like a dog, but fuck me, that was somethin' good. You can do that any time you want.
cheerleader: (chrissy49)
Jan. 15th, 2024 12:02 am (UTC)
[Her laugh is still a little breathless, and she rests her hand against his chest where his heart should be beating. Sometimes she thinks she can feel it there, like hers does, but tonight it's just not there. Which is fine, she doesn't mind that at all. It's just who he is, and she's used to it.]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Her head shyly ducks as she giggles about it, suddenly embarrassed by the fact she enjoyed doing it to him and wants it done to her in return. He's never shamed her for anything she enjoys, and always encourages her to explore things she wants and likes. Still, there's something about the possessive quality of this particular act that makes her blush.

In an attempt to cover up that reaction, she reaches up to stroke at his hair, letting some of the strands that have become wavy from the sweat wrap around her fingers.
]

You're sure you liked it though, right? It wasn't uncomfortable or weird or anything?
phantomrider: (outta thunder and lightning)
Jan. 15th, 2024 12:15 am (UTC)
Nah, it was great. Fuckin' immediate turn on. I like givin' you control though sometimes, that's not new. I'm never gonna be someone who wants the same thing every time, that's fuckin' boring.

[And he doesn't feel a need to delve into the psychology of why he found it so hot. He doesn't really care. It doesn't bother him at all that he liked it, because he liked it and that's the important part. Any grappling with meaning is bullshit that he doesn't care to spend an ounce of thought on.]

Love that you taught me somethin' new, though, that's real fun. Just don't go makin' me wear one day to day with a nametag on it!
cheerleader: (chrissy39)
Jan. 15th, 2024 02:45 am (UTC)
I taught you something new?

[Her voice is almost squeaky with happiness, as she lifts her head and flashes him a lopsided grin. It's all toothy and dorky, and it's accompanied by a laugh.]

Really? Oh my gosh, that makes me so happy. I'm always having to try and catch up to you and what you can do. But I finally taught you something!

[And that makes her very happy. So happy that she has to lean down to sweetly kiss him, taking her time letting it draw out a little.]
phantomrider: (real or imagined)
Jan. 15th, 2024 02:56 am (UTC)
[Yeah, he knew she'd love that. He's still chuckling as the kiss breaks off, and he rolls onto his back, feeling content and momentarily boneless. Maybe in a second he'll throw pants back on and go roll up some joints, but there's no rush.]

Ain't ever been put on a leash before, an' never thought of it as somethin' I'd wanna try, so yeah, you got a new one. Well done.

[He pats whatever his hand blindly reaches first - her belly, lower ribs sort of, sure - and gives her a congratulatory pat.]

An' I'm sure there's more. Y'know, I've tried a lotta stuff but not all of it. Be pretty sad if by twenty, twenty one I guess, I'd done every position an' every kink there is. Really cuts down on tryin' new shit out, wouldn't it?
cheerleader: (A47cXcr)
Jan. 15th, 2024 03:10 am (UTC)
[She's still sublimely happy that she's taught him something and managed to find a first he hadn't come up with. His explanation makes her laugh a little, and she settles beside him, rolling over onto her back so she can stretch out a little.]

Does this mean I'm kinkier than you are?

[That's only a tease, of course. However kinky she may or may not be is only because he tapped into all that potential and taught her. She reaches over to find his hand with hers, and laces their fingers together.]

I guess pretty soon we'll have to really work to find new things.