if I answer things now, I will want more answers. if I want more answers, I’ll get all impatient and squirmy and hopeful. if I get impatient and squirmy and hopeful, I’ll be disappointed. if I get disappointed, I’ll go to bed unhappy.
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The vibration made her incoherent very quickly. All she could do was whimper, moan, and writhe under his hand. “H-h-ho—how?” she finally managed to get out, before she had to clench her teeth together on a wail, climaxing.
Any other time, she’d be — well, hell, any other time she wouldn’t be in this position at all. But there just isn’t enough of her mind left untouched by the potion to question that line, “the fastest man on earth”. She twisted her wrists, deliberately not hard enough to get away, and used the leverage to pull him down toward her. “Take your time later,” she whined.
”Fuck, yes,” she groaned. Some of the intensity of need fell away, but not all of it. Not enough.
Not nearly enough.
She curled up, moaned, and reached for his pants again. “More, please.”
She plunged into the kiss, mouth working, fingers scraping at his hair. When the back of her knees hit the bed, she tumbled over with a squeak, landing hard and flat on her back. “Please, now, please.” she begged breathlessly. Without waiting for an answer, she started to undo his pants.
Pietro grabbed her hands, “Now, now, I might be the fastest man on Earth, but some places I like to take my time. The bedroom is just one of those places.”
Any other time, she’d be — well, hell, any other time she wouldn’t be in this position at all. But there just isn’t enough of her mind left untouched by the potion to question that line, “the fastest man on earth”. She twisted her wrists, deliberately not hard enough to get away, and used the leverage to pull him down toward her. “Take your time later,” she whined.
Summer shuddered hard when he touched her. “Why? Why? You’re young, the hormones, why are you fighting me?” Her fingernails curled into his skin. “Please, I’ll tell you anything you want after, just — after, please.” Pulling herself onto her tiptoes, she tried to kiss him.
Pietro sighed, “You’re lucky I like sex. And redheads,” he said meeting her lips hard, pushing her back to the bed, his hands moving along her body softly.
She plunged into the kiss, mouth working, fingers scraping at his hair. When the back of her knees hit the bed, she tumbled over with a squeak, landing hard and flat on her back. “Please, now, please.” she begged breathlessly. Without waiting for an answer, she started to undo his pants.
“Can’t tell if you’re lying,” she muttered. “All my senses scrambled up. Is that a yes?” She grabbed his shoulders, right up in his space, practically pressing up against him. “Come on, come on.”
“Well I’m not. And it’s a maybe,” he said looking down at her with a grin. “Well that is certainly helping your cause,” he said moving his hands to her hips. “But I need a bit more than you want to fuck.”
Summer shuddered hard when he touched her. “Why? Why? You’re young, the hormones, why are you fighting me?” Her fingernails curled into his skin. “Please, I’ll tell you anything you want after, just — after, please.” Pulling herself onto her tiptoes, she tried to kiss him.
She whined. “A really incredibly cute person with all the right parts to solve my current problem? Don’t /care/ who you are.”
Pietro nodded, “Yes those things would be true. And you saying those things is making this 18 year old boy want to just jump into that bed with you.”
“Can’t tell if you’re lying,” she muttered. “All my senses scrambled up. Is that a yes?” She grabbed his shoulders, right up in his space, practically pressing up against him. “Come on, come on.”
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“Doesn’t matter.” Summer held out a hand, pleading. “Come on, please, I /need/ /you/. We can talk afterward.”“Do you even know who I am?”
She whined. “A really incredibly cute person with all the right parts to solve my current problem? Don’t /care/ who you are.”
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Pietro wipes his face, “Is there something I can help you with?”
“You just looked so tasty!”