TreadLightly (treadlightly) wrote,
@ 2013-01-09 12:37:00

To Know That You're Mine - from Garbage, #1 Crush
With the world constantly in danger, they haven't had a lot of time. Before that, they had the winter ball, various dates, but mostly a lot of coming and going, or busy, social nights. Now, after dinner, drinks, dancing, and a whole lot of flirting and promises, it was time to make good on some of them.

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"Now, Miss Stark..." he begins, closing the hotel room door behind them. "You're all mine. Cel-phone off."

Because that would be just their luck.

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	treadlightly 2013-01-12 01:49 am UTC (link)
	He takes a few moments reveling in the sensation and catching his breath, fingers stroking idly through her hair. Finally, he looks back down, giving her a grin. "Now, I believe I promised you more." he answers, moving to the bed, sitting, then working on lifting her still cuffed form into spanking position over his lap. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-12 02:05 am UTC (link)
	Anya squealed when he picked her up and put her over his knee. "Finally!" she laughed. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-12 02:18 am UTC (link)
	"Don't worry, I wasn't going to leave you waiting forever. Not when you so clearly need a good spanking." he replies. One hand moves to her back to help pin her in place better, while the other rises, then falls on one cheek. Then the other, back and forth a few times in long, hard smacks with a few seconds between each. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-12 03:08 am UTC (link)
	Anya squealed with each slap and at the same time she was getting turned on. The more he spanked her the more she wanted him to toss her on the bed and have his way with her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

treadlightly
2013-01-12 03:13 am UTC (link)

That expectation is almost certain, of course - but he has to have his own way with her a bit first. He quickens the pace, the strokes not quite as long, but coming faster and with more precision. There's a distinct slap of flesh on flesh with each smack, hand landing on the same spot on one cheek, then the other as he works towards leaving distinct, cherry red handprints, one to each side.

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	anyastark 2013-01-12 03:18 am UTC (link)
	Her ass was now stinging quite well from the slaps, but it didn't do anything to stop her arousal. "You're driving me crazy," she said between slaps. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-12 03:25 am UTC (link)
	With his hand now quite warm from the smacks, his first response is pushing first one, then a second finger into her sex, working her hard with quick little thrusts to work her up even more - and then to pause that for a couple more swats. "Good. Don't worry, I'll make sure its all worth it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-12 09:58 pm UTC (link)
	Anya gasped when his fingers entered her and then it quickly turned into a low deep moan. Then they were gone. There may have been a small growl when they withdrew and left emptiness behind. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-12 09:59 pm UTC (link)
	There's one more especially good swat, and he's shifting again, lifting her off his lap and onto the bed, settling her up on her knees, ass up, chest to the bed as he's moving behind her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-12 11:39 pm UTC (link)
	Anya held her breath in anticipation. She thought she knew what was coming, but with him one never knew. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-12 11:40 pm UTC (link)
	He positions himself, pressing into position behind her. One hand helps guide him, the other goes to the chain of the handcuffs, giving him some extra purchase as he thrusts deep into her in a single, forceful spearing motion, seeing how deep he can bury himself in that first thrust. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-13 12:19 am UTC (link)
	Anya gasped and at the sudden fullness and the size of him. He was so big and it took her body a moment to adjust to him. She couldn't tell where his body ended and hers began. She arched her back a little and pushed back against him. A deep heartfelt groan escaped her. "Oh gods, yes. Fuck me." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

treadlightly
2013-01-13 12:56 am UTC (link)

Despite her request, he spends a few seconds just getting used to the feel of her around him. He moves his guiding hand to her hip, keeping the other on the cuffs. It might end up leaving faint marks on her wrist, but he figures they'll both consider it worth it.
Once he's taken his bit of time to get used to her tightness he begins fucking her in earnest, drawing back nice and slow, then spearing into her again, repeating the motions, slow out until only his swollen head is inside her, then in hard.

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anyastark
2013-01-13 01:27 am UTC (link)

Anya loved the feel of him inside of her, but the slowness at which he pulled out before slamming back into her was almost torturous. Her body had adapted to the size of him making it pleasure rather than pain. A groan escaped her each time he slammed into her.

She tried to meet his thrusts, but it was a little more difficult with her hands cuffed behind her back. She would have been able to push against the mattress had they been free.

Tightness inside of her body started to grow with each thrust and it started to race toward the inevitable release.

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	treadlightly 2013-01-13 01:44 am UTC (link)
	A little torture here, amidst the pleasure, was part of the point. Likewise denying her the ability to help dictate the pace. He'll make it all worth her while, certainly - but not all at once. His pace builds, the slow draws out becoming more steady, his hips slapping her ass in a steady rhythm of flesh on flesh now with each new thrust into her tightness. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

anyastark
2013-01-13 02:01 am UTC (link)

Worries about her hands being bound and the cuffs making marks slipped from her mind along with all other rational thoughts. All she could focus on was the feel of him inside of her and the pleasure it brought her.

Each thrust brought with it a groan from her. His name rolled off her lips along with invocations to nameless gods.

Her toes curled as the tightness inside of her grew. It was a rubber band that was stretched too far and would snap at any moment.

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treadlightly
2013-01-13 02:04 am UTC (link)

His pace and his grip both shift. First, he slows for several seconds, back to long, slow thrusts, just for a change of pace and setting her up. Because a few moments after, he moves both hands to grab her wrists, giving him more purchase and leverage to shift into high gear. The former rhythmic slapping becomes a rapid-fire noise as he goes from the longer thrusts to a deep, rapid grind.

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	anyastark 2013-01-13 02:36 am UTC (link)
	The change in rhythm was just what was needed. The muscles in her legs contracted and the tightness inside of her snapped and pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm hit with the force of a tidal wave and she cried out his name. As the waves of pleasure washed over her, her internal muscles tightened around him as she rode out her orgasm. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

treadlightly
2013-01-13 03:32 pm UTC (link)

He's not done with her yet. For a few moments, mostly just steeling himself, though aided by already having had one orgasm, he remains just buried deep inside her while she cums. Then he draws back again while she's still going, then thrusts again. A couple slow and deep, then picking the pace back up right through her tightening, trying to draw out more climaxes from her while she's at the height of sensation and sensitivity.

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	anyastark 2013-01-13 07:40 pm UTC (link)
	Anya was just starting to come down after her orgasm when he started moving again. Instead of slowly drifting down from the high, the familiar tightness started forming again. Incoherent words and moans slipped past her lips. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-13 07:44 pm UTC (link)
	That was his goal, after all, see how many orgasms he can drag from her in a short time. Both hands go to her hips, finally releasing the cuffs, helping brace him while he slams into her as hard and fast as he can. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2013-01-13 09:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh gods, yes," she managed to say while he slammed into her. This was how she liked it. Hard and fast. Her body eagerly responded and the tightness inside of her quickly grew until it snapped again, sending her over the edge. She screamed his name as her orgasm washed over her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	treadlightly 2013-01-13 09:06 pm UTC (link)
	Even with all his conditioning, he's sweating and tensing. His stomach clenches tight, holding back and keeping up the pace. Fast, hard and relentless. He's well aware his own climax is fast approaching, but is trying to wear her out all he can on the way. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

anyastark
2013-01-13 09:16 pm UTC (link)

Had she been capable of any coherent thoughts at the moment, she may have thought he was trying to punish her or branding her as his own. As it were, she couldn't think of anything except the feel of him and the sensations he was creating inside of her.

She didn't have any time to come down from the second orgasm before her body started building toward the next. Have to love stamina and super soldier serum.

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treadlightly
2013-01-14 11:09 pm UTC (link)

That was part of the point - he knows she likes him pushing her buttons, being a little controlling. And likes it hard and forceful - to a point. He's trying to push that limit in her, reward her for her patience while he built it up, made her wait. And, ok, there may be a little of claiming her as his own.

He's almost there, super soldier serum or not. His muscles ate tensed, breathing labored, and he's sweating buckets, but he holds on, tightening his stomach muscles and pushing himself hard to hold out for just one more from her.