chesstotem | Moving Day (for dontthinkabout)

It was almost embarrassing, how quickly he could get her to this point, but it was hard to care, when it felt so good. All it took was a few minutes of him really focusing on her and she came, shuddering and moaning his name.

Arthur is nothing if not a skilled and attentive lover, so when she came he smirked against her, licked her folds a few more times and started trailing kisses up her body.

She spent a few moments catching her breath, fingers tangling in Arthur's hair again as she watched him. "Think you can make that happen a couple more times tonight?" she asked eventually, a lazy smile turning up her mouth.

"Yes, I believe I can." He matched her smile as his hand went around her back and unclasped her bra. When he pulled away the garment and tossed it onto the floor, he circled his thumbs around her hard nipples. "Think you can do something for me?"

"Anything," she murmured, her hands going to the waist of his pants. "This?"

"I was thinking you could ride me," he replied.

She grinned, tracing his length through his pants. "I suppose I could do that."

He let out a soft groan before his hips grinded into hers.

Deftly, she undid the button, and the zipper, and slipped her hand inside. "Like that?"

He nodded, already too incapacitated to speak. Instead, he let out another groan, louder this time.

She grinned, nudging him over onto his back. "Told you the mattress is comfortable." She didn't waste any time shoving his pants and underwear down, to grasp his cock again and begin stroking in earnest.

Arthur breathed in sharply, hips rising off the bed. “Ariadne,” he groaned, eyes closing shut.

"Mm?" She raised her eyebrows a little, hovering over him, her hand working him from base to tip - teasing mercilessly.

“Like that,” he managed to get out. Arthur clutched the bedsheets.

"Yeah? What about this?" She shifted her hips, rubbing the tip of his cock over her wet folds, teasing her clit.

“Better.” His hips jerked again on their own accord, needing to be inside her.

She pinned his hips down gently. "Ah-ah. I'm the one in charge this time." God, she was aching for him though. It was tough to tease him, because she was teasing herself just as much. Finally, she slipped the head of his cock inside her, just barely, whimpering his name as she did so.

Arthur rubbed her thighs, urging her on. His erection was becoming painfully uncomfortable.

Carefully, inch by inch, she sank down on him, moaning and bracing herself on his chest. "Fuck, Arthur..." When he was buried to the hilt, she squeezed herself around him gently.

He groaned again and rocked his hips up into hers out of need. She was tight around him like a fist.

Her breath was coming in short pants, when she finally lifted her hips up, then down, riding him in a smooth, gentle rhythm. "Is this what you wanted?" she asked, knowing how she must look, with her skin flushed, her mouth open, eyes glazed over, her breasts bouncing a little as she moved.

“Yes,” he replied as his hands gripped her hips, helping her rock against him. His body met hers each time as she moved above him.

She whimpered, picking up her pace. "Fuck, I'm so wet, don't come yet, Arthur, I want to..." She couldn't manage to finish the sentence, instead bringing Arthur's hand to her clit. One touch of his fingers had her coming with a strangled cry.

“I won’t,” he managed to say before she took his hand and brushed his fingers against her clit. While she still convulsed, he nudged her onto her back and pressed his body to hers as he began fucking her.

After two orgasms, she was pretty pliant. Her legs slipped around his middle lazily, and she gave him a faint smile. "Try for three?"

Moving Day (for dontthinkabout)

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Mm, icon.

I know. ;)

:D :D

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