Shiera Hall//Nicolette Hall (hawkgirl) wrote,
@ 2011-06-09 18:00:00

The warmth of other suns (What If?)
It had been a year. Three hundred and sixty-five days since the zombies, since the chaos, since Mickey and Cindy had died. Nicolette had nobly kept vigil, absolutely convinced that it worked for them as it would for her--structured, limited immortality. They'd be back except...they weren't. She'd given it a year with Steven patiently humoring her but as morning dawned on day three hundred and sixty-six, Nic was done. The sky mostly black, Nic slipped into Steven's room, curling up on the bed beside him.

"Hi."

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hawkgirl
2011-06-10 01:31 pm UTC (link)

She yelped wheen he smacked her ass, the sound as sharp as a hawk's cry but it wasn't a sound of pain and a smile crawled along her lips. Once she had him close, she grabbed him by the wrists and threw him back down on the bed, pinning him beneath her as she lay on top of him. Her wings drew down low about them and her breasts pressed against his chest.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that." She kisses him, adding a bite to his lip as she starts dragging herself down his form, lips making a map down his center.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-10 01:36 pm UTC (link)
	He lets himself be thrown down without fighting it any, just grinning up at her. "I figured as much. Especially because I fully intend to do it again soon." he teases. The words turn to a groan, head tipping back as she begins to drag herself downward, the fingers of both hands ruffling her feathers. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-10 01:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh you like being punnished?" She looked up at him a bit, her lips pressed just over where his heart should be, then slipping lower still. When she got to his stomach, her hands slid up both of his thighs. "Move to the edge of the bed." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-10 01:57 pm UTC (link)
	"Judging by your reaction, not as much as you do." he replies with a waggle of his brows. Still, he likes where this is going, and slides over to the edge of the bed, letting her position herself as she will. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hawkgirl
2011-06-10 02:40 pm UTC (link)

"Nah, I just like a good...fight."

Very carefully she lets herself down to the floor onto her knees and her hands gently adjust his position in reference to hers. Her wings flutter a bit as she lowers her head, kissing his thigh while her fingers find that which they sought, curling around him firmly, keeping him steady as her little pink tongue is slowly, deliberately drawn along his length.

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-10 02:43 pm UTC (link)
	"Lover and a fighter, I like that." he replies, a hand moving to rest in her hair, fingers twining with her locks, not rushing her any. He's happy enough to move to better accommodate her positioning, his cock stiff with arousal at the touch and suggestion, the length firm against her probing tongue. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hawkgirl
2011-06-10 03:47 pm UTC (link)

"Mmmmm." She continued to trace him with her tongue, she herself moaning softly with his hands in her hair. In short order her tongue is replaced with her lips as she presses kisses all along his cock, giving special attention to the head.

"Oh you like that..." she cooed before kissing his cock again, this time, opening her mouth to take him inside, one inch at a time..

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	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-10 04:03 pm UTC (link)
	The question is met with a groan and a slight rocking of his hips, quite obviously very pleased with this, the otion rubbing the sensitive head against her lips all the more. As a shiver of pleasure runs through him, his fingers tighten just slightly, encouraging more. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-11 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	She was pleased to hear his groans, to feel his expressions of pleasure and it did encourage her. Sucking gently she worked him deep into her mouth, then pulled back and did it again, repeating this until she had her nose pressed against his abdomen, the entirety of his length in her mouth and throat. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-11 11:36 pm UTC (link)
	In this position he has limited mobility, but does his best, rocking his hips lightly in response to her movements. His fingers tighten in her hair, twining with the locks as his head lolls back, eyes closing tightly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-11 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	She continued this for sometime, taking him in her warm, wet mouth deeply, then pulling back entirely just to suckle at his sensitive tip. Pulling back entirely she kisses his thigh and back up his center the way she came until she finds his lips as her hand curls around him, stroking him. "Do you want me to continue?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

madeofgoesfast
2011-06-11 11:51 pm UTC (link)

She brings him almost to the brink a couple of times as she works, shivers running through him - and, skillfully, eases off when he hits that point. As such, it takes him a few moments to catch his breath and think with the right head when he realizes she's speaking to him.

He responds, in turn, by tightening his grip in her hair and, while not forcing her down, urges her to continue. "I can go as many times as needed" he replies, after a deep breath.

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hawkgirl
2011-06-12 01:19 am UTC (link)

Her breath hitches as he pulls her hair a bit and the urging makes her growl as a predatory grin crosses her lips.

"I'm going to drink every drop of you," she growled and slipped back down between his legs, wasting no time to devour his throbbing cock again, sucking hungrily at him as her small, strong hands found their way to his balls, squeezing gently but firmly.

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madeofgoesfast
2011-06-12 01:26 am UTC (link)

He makes note of the response to the hairpulling. In the past, both past lives, and his one previous relationship, it had mostly been gentler... now, though... yeah, he can get into this.

He tightens his grip further, helping guide her efforts... not that she needs it, meeting her motions with thrusts of his own, still limited in how much he can move, but actively fucking her mouth. The squeeze draws a shiver through his whole body, his cock throbbing against her lips, nearing his peak after her previous efforts and the renewed vigor.

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	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 01:56 am UTC (link)
	He's close; she can feel it and she can taste it and it only makes her more aggressive. She squeezes again and moans as she drives her mouth down on him harder and faster, the rhythm all but begging him to release. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-12 02:00 am UTC (link)
	He doesn't even try to fight it, a hard shudder going through his body, all his muscles tensing... and then relaxing as spasms run through him, and he explodes into her mouth in waves. As he cums, his grip tightens, then slowly eases off as the shivers slow, breath coming in deep draws and long, slow groans. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 03:55 pm UTC (link)
	Nic swallows greedily as Steven cums, eagerly taking in every drop and when she finally and reluctantly pulls back, she licks her lips as she crawls up onto the bed to hold to him, kissing his shoulder. "...better than bacon," she whispers. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-12 03:58 pm UTC (link)
	He can't help but laugh at that, though he stills again fairly quickly, settling in against her happily. "If that's the case, you can have all you want. I don't fatigue... or 'fatigue'." he teases, turning a little to trace fingertips down her side. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 04:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Mmm. This is very good to know, especially since you see how much I enjoy bacon and if I enjoy you more..." She nuzzled quietly. "You really don't wear out?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

madeofgoesfast
2011-06-12 04:06 pm UTC (link)

The light touches turn to a hint of massage, working over her muscles with deft fingertip strokes.

"You're welcome to have as much as you want. No... no fatigue. I'm... well, not precisely human, as we determined when my heart was ripped out... having organs and all is just convenient and familiar, ultimately, the docs say I'm just solid speedforce... which never gets tired. Just means eventually I need fuel... food and drink... to replenish any parts of me that need replacing." Like Nic just swallowed. "Other than that, I can go for days."

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	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 04:13 pm UTC (link)
	Nic moaned softly and then cooed. "Oh please keep doing that...and we're testing your stamina. Oh yes, yes we are." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-12 04:17 pm UTC (link)
	He untangles himself a bit, and pushes her onto her stomach before moving to straddle her, settling in across her ass and leaning forward to massage more firmly, working his fingers into the muscles around her wing joints. "If you want a massage, you might as well get a proper one." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 04:21 pm UTC (link)
	She can't help it, him sitting across her ass is hot and even though he's massaging her, she wiggles her ass against him. "And by proper you better mean touch everything. Or I'll mace you then take advantage of you." She grins. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	madeofgoesfast 2011-06-12 04:25 pm UTC (link)
	He resettles himself that much more, sliding back so his cock is resting across the crack of her ass, weight on the lower curves and her upper thighs, getting that much more benefit out of her wiggling, while still high enough to lean way forward and reach her shoulders. "Don't worry, I'll leave nothing untouched." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hawkgirl 2011-06-12 08:04 pm UTC (link)
	"I trust you," she cooed and as he worked her wings fluttered. It felt good, and so did the presence of his cock against her so the longer he massaged her, the more her wiggling turned into writhing and, eventually, a gentle thrusting back towards him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)