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[redrighthanded]

[ Though he wasn't especially experienced before he came to Duplicity, he'd never really had cause to be ashamed of his needs either, the much larger problem of finding a partner willing to take a chance on a big red half-demon coming well before any issues around being too loud or too greedy. Now he's been given the chance and the encouragement to embrace that side of himself, he's just as shameless, not bothering to be quiet as Harley rocks gently down onto him, slick and hot and squeezing his dick just right.

He might have already come once but it's far from the first time they've kept going through one or even two orgasms each, supernatural amounts of stamina offset by her magical enhancements and the giddy drunken thrill of just being together. His cock throbs inside her and he can already feel his balls tightening again, urging his hips to rise underneath her even as he tries to stay still and let her use him however she wants.

His hands grip her breasts gently, thumb and fingers of his left moving to carefully squeeze her sensitive nipples and encourage more of that sticky wetness to arc out and splash against his chest, making his dick jump and pulse with need. ]

I'll do it, baby. Stay here for you. Be your dick you can ride whenever you want. [ He huffs the words out, low and gravel-toned. ] Touch yourself, honey. Like the time in the.. the ice hotel. Wanna see.

[mahem]

[ she still remembers the first time they'd ever fucked, hot and needy and desperate in the hallway of roman's club, but somehow this is almost better, because there's nothing fueling it other than pure existing mutual want, and maybe she's biased too — a lot biased — but she's pretty sure they've only gotten better at it since, especially when they're at home like this and there's nothing stopping them from loudly and openly embracing how good it feels. she wants to hear the sounds he makes every time, those deep groans that rise up from his chest as she seats herself on his dick.

his hips lift up enough to lift her a little along with it and she gasps before laughing, giddy and flushed with arousal, resecuring her purchase against the mattress with her knees resettling on either side of his body as she adjusts the rhythm of her grind, long and slow rolls that let her feel her cunt dragging tight around his shaft as she slicks him up even more, makes an even bigger mess of him.

his warm hands on her sensitive tits prompt another soft sound from her, and that moan stutters when he squeezes to milk her again, firm enough to prompt more of a spray than a drip to rain down on him, and she swears it makes her clench even tighter around his dick, makes her thighs judder as the delicious sensation steers her closer to her relief. ]

I know you like watchin'. Just like I like you watchin' me too. [ she sits up, leans back, a widening of her legs enabling him to get a better view as she runs fingers up the hilt of his cock before stroking where they're joined, where she's stretched around him. her touch finds the puffy bud of her clit, the metal pierced through it and she rubs herself slowly, maintaining that idle rock of her hips to let him see that movement. a moan hitches around the soft stream of words spilling from her lips. ] You're gonna make me come on this dick, Red. Gonna make me come — so hard.

[redrighthanded]

[ It hasn't exactly been difficult to discover that he's a big guy compared to most people. Growing up, he found out pretty quickly in the locker room showers that he had something the other agents and air force guys talked about with a mixture of pity and envy. Over the years he hasn't had much cause to feel either way about it, but finding someone who loves every part of him with equal fervour, even when -- he suspects -- it's not exactly the easiest thing to cope with, has been gratifying in ways he can't really pin down.

He's careful as she settles onto him. As much as he wants to keep fucking her, he doesn't want to hurt her. Squeezing her tits gently between big broad fingers is enough to keep him distracted, warm rivulets of wetness running out over his knuckles and down his wrist.

When she leans back he lets his hands drop, framing the sight of her that still makes him a little dizzy, wanting a good view of where they join together, her body parting to embrace his. The brief touch of her fingertips over his cock makes him pull in a sharp breath, his gaze stuck on the movements of her fingers, unable to look at anything else. It's incredibly hot to watch her pleasure herself on his dick, her body still sticky and glistening with his come. He can't quite stop himself from moving, just slightly, keeping up that sliding slippery friction. ]

I want you to come, baby. [ He breathes out his agreement, almost reverent, stroking her thighs with his thumbs. ] God, you look so good.