Tess Holt (fairplay) wrote,
@ 2011-09-28 03:29:00

Tess Holt did not Approve of all-nighters. She was human. Humans needed sleep. Damn it, she was going to sleep.

But tonight, she couldn't. Too much on her mind. So eventually, with barely two cumultaive hours under her belt, she got up, turned on her desk lamp, and worked on an extremely complicated schedule for 'impact heroics' in the five boroughs. And a supplemental schedule for Buffalo and Bridgeport. Just because. Shazam and the Flashes could always cover it if the rest couldn't get out there, after all. She made a schedule for parts of New Jersey, but trashed it because she didn't want any clash over methods with Certain New Jersey Based Persons.

Her desk area is covered in maps and scheduling charts by the time she runs out of things to arrange on the information she's got, and goes to the intercom.

"Steven?" she says quietly.

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fairplay
2011-09-28 07:09 pm UTC (link)

Another happy little sound as she nuzzles a little more, fingers still stroking delicately. "Yeah. Just pacing myself. Marathon instead of the sprint, you know? ...I really like this..."

It was still hard to believe she was letting herself get like this. Kneeling at a guy's feet. Servicing him sexually and getting ... petted for it. Loving every second of it, her vulnerabilities showing.

As she slips him back into her mouth, all the way against the back of her throat, there's a needy little groan.

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madeofgoesfast
2011-09-28 07:15 pm UTC (link)

Ultimately, he's not that surprised. Outside the bedroom, she's such a perfectionist and control freak. Its not a bad thing - but in the pursuit of perfection, everything must be just so. That she appreciates a chance to let go and let someone else run things, while still pushing herself to her personal standards makes absolute sense - and he's happy to reinforce it.

"I'm glad. We can do this as much, as often as you want. I've been lending you speed... about... five seconds have passed outside this bedroom." he comments, by way of demonstrating that they really do have all the time they want.

The movement of his tip against her throat gets a deep groan, and his head lolls back again, the petting through her hair getting firmer. She speeds up now, after all the teasing, she could probably get him off quickly... or go back to teasing just as easily.

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	fairplay 2011-09-28 07:45 pm UTC (link)
	She's able to gauge that pretty well, and, since it's been revealed they have plenty of time, she shifts the pace slower again, adjusting it back and forth in turn for a little while. Her own arousal's getting to be a bit... much, but she chooses to focus on the task at hand. She always did like the marathon. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

madeofgoesfast
2011-09-28 07:58 pm UTC (link)

Most speedsters are in a rush, impatient. Not all of them, and Steven is old school that way. He shivers a few times, right on edge - and then groans happily when she slows down again. A few times, his grip starts to tighten, then he eases off. He appreciates the marathon - and told her she could practice as long as she wanted, and he's going to hold himself to it.

And then he'll make sure she's well rewarded for all this effort in other ways.

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fairplay
2011-09-28 08:15 pm UTC (link)

And practice she does. This does include practicing reactions a little, as she starts to speed up when his grip tightens, then eases as he does. But mostly she continues to pace herself, fingers, lips, tongue, and just a little careful use of teeth, testing both their endurance for a long, long time.

Until finally, when she'd be surprised the sun wasn't starting to rise if Steven hadn't told her he was affecting her, she takes it up a bit, take him quickly from the edge of a kiss to the back of her throat over and over again, moaning desperately.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 08:18 pm UTC (link)
	At this point, he's been on edge a while now, shivering at every use of teeth, every harder touch, every increase of pace, then easing off again until he's one big bundle of not-nerve-endings. So her sudden motion,and the impact with the bac of her throat send him over, his whole body almost collapsing, having to user her for balance as he fills her mouth. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-28 08:20 pm UTC (link)
	And she'll do her best to help steady him even as she drinks it down, better this time than previously, left just panting for breath instead of wracked with coughing fits. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 08:47 pm UTC (link)
	After a few moments of doing his best while she drinks it down, he staggers back, sitting on the bed, a few last traces of his seed ending up decorating her chin and left breast, but she got most of it. He's not out of breath - at least once he realizes he doesn't need to be, but he's definitely not very steady after all that. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-28 09:11 pm UTC (link)
	And she kneels there, marked, for a few moments, eyes looking up at him as she catches her breath. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 09:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Wow..." is all he says for a few moments. He's not out of breath, just stunned speechless. "You take your practice seriously." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-28 09:20 pm UTC (link)
	She nods a little, then moves to wipe her chin and massage her breast to work the leftovers into the skin. "I take it you had fun?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	His eyes end up transfixed on her working her own breast, and, rather than washing off, leaving his mark glistening on her, rubbed in. "Huh... oh... oh... uhm, yeah. I'd say that's fair to say." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-28 09:33 pm UTC (link)
	Still breathing a bit heavily, she shifts to all fours and moves over to just beside the bed. "So did I." Admittedly, her inner thighs are wet with more than just sweat now. But she won't rush. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	He strokes her hair fondly, then pats the bed beside him. "You deserve a reward. What would you like, if you could ask anything?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-28 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	She climbs onto the bed and sits cuddling beside him. At the question, the gears turn in her head for a bit, reviewing information, arriving at possible conclusions, and... then she's looking down again. "Well, um..." Teresa Holt, since when do you say 'um'? "We might want to give you a while..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	He shakes his head. "Give me five seconds. That can be as long as it needs to be. So, carry on." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

fairplay
2011-09-28 11:50 pm UTC (link)

Tess starts to untie her hair and let it down. "I thought maybe I could get a little more work in...practicing and demonstrating... I could show you how I touch myself</i>.. and you could eventually just...decide I could finish or...take me." She'd heard his voice when she had her hands on her breast. She'd liked it. That didn't make it easy to admit; it's been a little while, but she's still getting used to expressing these things.

In the meantime, as she mentions the two options Steven will have, her fingers are carefully parting her hair into two sections.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-28 11:55 pm UTC (link)
	Ahhh, now it makes sense! He shifts to one end of the bed to give her plenty of room. "Practice is good." And she's making him a very happy voyeur. "How you touch yourself, how you'd like to be touched... practice... and explore. I like this idea. I'll decide whether to let you handle the grand finale on your own, or if you need a guest star." he agrees. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

fairplay
2011-09-29 12:24 am UTC (link)

She shifts to sit more on the bed, her legs parted wide, a little flushed, as she finishse separating her hair out into nice, even handfuls... for possible future reference. She tugs just slightly in the process and lets her reaction to the sensation show on her face instead of pokerfacing it.

Then her hands slide to cup her breasts, fingers digging in a little.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-29 12:29 am UTC (link)
	He makes note of the handholds, with a small grin, tug included. He shifts to sit crosslegged, watching her work, eyes moving to her breasts as her fingers dig in. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

fairplay
2011-09-29 12:38 am UTC (link)

After a little more work and a touch of twisting to her breasts, her hands slide down her sides. The left digs firmly into her hip while the nails of the right trail up her inner thigh and then between her legs, a few fingers spreading her out and immediately soaked. Then the fingers of the left get started, never touching anywhere directly but working indirectly rather incessantly. She starts to twitch and bite her lower lip.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-29 12:53 am UTC (link)
	His eyes follow her hand, studying as she works her most intimate location, looking at her as both voyeur and student, learning how she likes to be touched, what drives her the craziest... along with just being a presence, letting her know he's watching as she reveals these secrets to him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fairplay 2011-09-29 01:08 am UTC (link)
	And she continues, on full display, every move clear, obviously in need but not rushing anything. The moans get a little clearer. Finally, she manages to talk, quietly. "I do this sometimes at night," she clearly makes herself tell him, thrilled by it even as part of her squirms at the admission. "For a while now, I've been thinking of you" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-09-29 01:12 am UTC (link)
	And he works on keeping her talking, making her admit her fantasies, pushing her comfort zone bit by bit. "Go on. What do you think of me doing to you?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

fairplay
2011-09-29 01:45 am UTC (link)

"Bending me over -- the bed, the desk, handstand trainer in the gym, hood of a car in the middle of nowhere, wherever," she interrupts herself with a little gasp as her hand doesn't stop. " -- and you make me wait for a while, but you don't stop talking and you don't stop touching, so it's your voice and your hands and," a stifled little cry, as she hasn't stopped teasing herself, and she's writhing against her hands.