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Could he get i-- Oh. He groaned, head resting on her back as he let the thought of that take its toll on him. "Um, yeah. Yeah I probably can."

God, this was practically doggy style and she was asking him to do it. He might just love her a little. "Should I...?" He lifted his hips, cock pulling free as he pushed back down. Then he slowly came back up, stomach rubbing over her ass while his cock slid between her thighs.

She shut her eyes and swallowed hard, pulling her arms back to bury her face in them again as she nodded. Okay, no, that was bad, she was going to end up hyperventilating if she just kept her face covered. "If you want to? I can move-?" Was that comfortable for him? Would it be comfortable for her? She had no idea.

"We can try..." Because god, did he want to. A hand went down to his dick, pressing it down before it moved up to her lips, sliding over them, still slick from her earlier orgasm. Okay, he liked the feel of that. If he smeared a little over his cock while grabbing it, what of it? He moved it, pressing it up against her and sliding it between her lips with his grip, moving it up and down and along the parted labia as he just enjoyed that small motion for a bit.

It felt good.

Jade's shoulders drew up, tensed visibly but in no way with displeasure. "God, Stiles." Was it supposed to be like this? Even like this, even without looking at him, it was still sweet. His near-reverence left her gut knotted and twisted as she pulled her legs beneath herself in an attempt to make sure that she was anchored. "God, you're really, really - warm."

Pulling her legs up like that just bared her more, had her widening for him and lifting up like some kind of offering that he wanted to dive into. How could he say no to that? Why would he want to? He slid against her again before he felt that dip that signaled her entrance, pausing there and pushing in just a little. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

"You-- Jesus. You're hot. Like, hot like the sun and hot like so fucking gorgeous."

Fuuuuuuuuuck just about summed it up and Jade twisted her face to bite lightly at the inside of her own wrist to stifle a quiet sound. She sucked softly at the skin there, curling her bare toes in. "You're hot, too." Her voice is quiet, but earnest and whimpering. "You're really hot-- you're- I like you so much."

His hand came up to grab at her arm, just holding it as he slowly pressed in further. Good god, she was perfect. "Mm, you... Jesus. I want to move more. Is that... Is that okay?"

"Yes." Oops - maybe that came out a little more vehemently than she'd meant it to. "I mean, yeah, dummy, of course. That's what you're supposed, um, supposed to do." Ha. Look at her. Totally a pro at this sex thing.

"I just want to make sure it's comfortable for you." Because he had a feeling once he started sliding inside her, he wouldn't want to stop. That was proven by the deep moan that left him when he pushed in all the way. Holy fucking shit. Feeling her ass pressed up against his pelvis was just... way hotter than it should be.

"I will, let you know- if I'm not comfortable." Feeling him sheathed completely in her was honestly arousing, and she twisted her face to bite at her own wrist again. She was embarrassed by her own sounds, her own noises- Stiles had a neighbor, for crying out loud- but if he was so worried about her not being comfortable, not enjoying it? Fine. She moaned softly after he did, a little stuttered hiccup of sound.

Hips lifting back, he slid out partway before pressing back in again, that bolt of pleasure going through him like lightning. "Good. Good. Do that. Let me know." He was just talking to talk now, his hand sliding up to hers and tugging it away from her mouth. He didn't want her biting herself, he wanted her to make all the noise she wanted to. Or, you know, bite him.

She could feel the blood hot in her face, blinking her eyes open when his hand began to pull at hers. She resisted, attention split between that and the feeling of him actually inside of her (and it was better, now, better than she wasn't so tight with nerves and fear that it was uncomfortable, better from the very start). If his arm got close enough, it was definitely getting bitten. "Nuh uh." A breathy huff as she tried to slip her hand from his, back to her face.

"Uh huh," he countered, fingers lacing with hers in a way that had his arm siding in front of her face. He rocked again, hips lifting away from her before falling back, his breath hot against her neck as he lay over her. She was tight, tight and slick and so fucking perfect, he wanted to do this for hours.

Not that he could, no. Not with how good it felt and the way she smelled and... His teeth moved to catch at the bend of her neck, still not biting too hard, but leaving a bit of a red mark as he groaned around her skin.

Jade wasn't expecting the unprompted bite and she jerked - not enough to smack her head against him or to throw him off, but it was a sharp, obvious twitch as her fingers seized on his. "Ah-" So she couldn't even pretend that wasn't a thing for her now, and she whimpered once as she nuzzled his arm, licking softly at it at first.

That was going into his book of 'things Jade liked while naked' and he was going to pull it out whenever he could. "Want to do this for hours. You feel so good." He was moving faster now, that pumping motion of his body something he'd perfected solo.

"This feels good. You feel good." She kissed at his arm, mouthed gently at it, before she scraped her teeth against the skin and bit. Not hard enough to leave a bruise or to cause real pain, but he wasn't letting her at her own arm, so he was going to have to deal with this.

There was a zing that fluttered up his arm from where she bit, but it was oddly good, making him thrust in harder and let out a moan. "Yeah, yeah that feels good." He wasn't going to last too long, not with all the build up and teasing and having made her come once. Nope.

She arched her back when he thrust in harder, shivering once and whimpering into his arm. Was she supposed to keep talking? She didn't know if she wanted to keep talking. No, she wanted to bite him again - so she did, muffling herself with his skin, sucking hard and a little desperately on it.

He made a strangled sound, but he didn't stop, body moving still faster and harder into hers. "Jade. Jade. God, Jade. You're so... Fuck. I can't even think. I can't..." He couldn't finish articulating, too busy bracing himself over her with his other hand as he focused on pumping himself into her. He looked up at her head, seeing one of those furry ears and he wanted to nip at one. He actually liked the way the fur of it felt between his lips, but he couldn't reach it. Not at this angle, Not without tugging on her hair.

She didn't trust herself to talk, but that didn't mean she didn't like hearing him. Hearing him repeat her name like that, hearing the way he said it - she wanted to curl up back against him, wanted to mash her mouth against his, but the angle sort of made it impossible. "Uhm, uhn," she huffed, nuzzling at his arm again, ears perked and pointed forward. Hair pulling definitely wasn't a thing she would have minded -- she was also way more ashamed of that than the biting. "Stiles, please-" Please what? She wasn't sure. Keep going? Probably.

He had no thoughts about stopping, nose nuzzling into her hair as he kept thrusting faster and faster. His breath was coming out in pants, blowing against her hair as he felt the coils of pleasure in his stomach tighten. "I can't... not long... god... Jade." Her name came out as a plaintive whine, his mouth open as he felt his cock slide into her, deep as he could get at this angle before feeling cool air on it when he pulled out. Then back into her again, deep and warm and wet and perfect.

Her fingers tightened hard on his as she nuzzled into his arm again, toes curled and eyes squeezed tightly shut. Her glasses were sliding down her nose -- but they could have tapdanced away right then and she really wouldn't have noticed or cared. "Okay. Then c'mon- c'mon, c'mon," she mumbled, rasping against him and his bed. "Stiles, fuck, god, shhh, c'mon-"

Stiles didn't know it, but he had a preference for dirty talk. Even just the single word 'fuck' from Jade's mouth had that coil in his stomach springing, twinging with ripples of pleasure that punched up through his body and had him slamming into her and stilling as he emptied himself, a stuttered cry leaving him against her head as he came.

She cried out softly as he did, simply from the feeling of him being buried so deeply in her. She squeezed his fingers after a moment of silence, of stillness, her own breath too loud in her own ears as she began to stroke her thumb against the side of his. "Oh."

He panted, head resting on her shoulder as he absorbed all those wonderful tingled zinging through him. Then he moved his hand down, sliding it around to the front of her and finding her clit, rubbing it softly as he kept slowly rocking against her. He was softening, but he was still erect enough that she'd feel something as he pressed inside her. No way was he not going to make her come after that.