For Joan

Jun. 24th, 2021 07:33 pm
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Continued from here.

(warnings: sexytimes. also, panic attacks, brutal violence, attempted murder, discussion of suicide and actual murder... )

Date: 2021-06-27 11:03 pm (UTC)
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Joan doesn't focus on his cock at first. Instead she takes her time kissing him and touching him. His cheek, his neck, his chest, brushing over his nipples with her thumb.

Her lips still on his, she moves to lie on top of him.

Date: 2021-06-27 11:43 pm (UTC)
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She loves that pleased noise, and echoes it when his hands find her butt. His hands feel so good on her, and her own arousal is perking again at the sensation.

She takes a moment to just gently grind against him, her pelvis pressed to his, giving him that pressure and friction he's responded so well to.

Date: 2021-06-28 12:07 am (UTC)
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Joan is on birth control and gets regularly tested, considering her occasional and varied "exercise partners." And they should probably have that conversation sometime soon, so that they can decide together if they want to forego condoms next time.

But for this time, condoms are definitely a good idea.

"Got it," she says with a smile, reaching over for the drawer and retrieving one. She wonders when he bought these. Did he purchase them with this possibility in mind? Or is he basically an adult boy scout and always prepared.

She pushes herself up to kneeling, straddling his hips, condom in hand, and looks down at him, eyes on his.

"Is this what you want?" she asks softly, wanting to make sure.

Date: 2021-06-28 12:37 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] formersurgeon
She smiles at his answer, and the smile widens with amusement at his excited rambling. It's a big step, and Joan wants to be sure that he's sure.

"I'm glad," she answers, her eyes shining and her smile fond. "I want this too."

She tears the condom pouch open and removes it, then leans down to kiss him as she rolls it over his cock.

Date: 2021-06-28 01:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] formersurgeon
She feels she knows him fairly well, too. For Joan, caring isn't typically a prerequisite for sex. Respect, yes. An understanding of mutual pleasure, yes. But not caring. This is different. Joan cares about Ted, deeply. She wants this to be pleasurable, but it's more than that. She knows it's more for him, and it's more for her, too. It's a union, not just of their bodies but of their hearts, their souls.

Joan breaks the kiss, and moves to position the head of his cock at her entrance. She reaches for his hand, entwining their fingers, and with the other she guides him as she lowers herself, taking him inside with a soft moan.

Date: 2021-06-28 01:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] formersurgeon
He's so happy, and that laugh is so heartwarming. Joan can't help but join in softly, squeezing his hand. For a moment she wants to say something, to tell him how she feels, how deeply he is in her heart. But she just can't say the words. So instead she smiles at him, squeezes his hand again, and begins to slowly ride him.

Date: 2021-06-28 02:19 am (UTC)
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Joan is still sensitive from his ministrations, so her own pleasure grows relatively quickly as well, especially at the sight and sound of Ted in his bliss. She speeds up her motions as he begins to thrust into her, her own breath quickened to light panting. She tightens her hand on his and slips the other between her legs to touch herself, biting her lip.

Date: 2021-06-28 02:44 am (UTC)
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Those sounds of pleasure he's making are beautiful, and Joan can't help but moan with him, the sensation intense and the erotic sight of Ted in bliss making it even moreso. She can see his body reacting to the mounting pleasure, feel the tightening of his muscles, hear the desperation creeping into his moans. By the time he speaks, he doesn't have to say a word, and she's right there with him.

"Yes," she gasps, rubbing herself swiftly, right on the edge herself. "Ted, please, come for me...."

Date: 2021-06-28 03:00 am (UTC)
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She comes with him, crying out helplessly, the feeling of his cock pulsing inside her sending ripples of pleasure through her. When their mutual climax finally subsides, she's likewise exhausted and breathless, and she practically collapses on top of him, head on his shoulder, panting.

Date: 2021-06-28 03:19 am (UTC)
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It's simple and perfect, being folded in his arms, hearing his heartbeat, feeling enveloped by the warmth of post-coital bliss. There are things to be done, and she's going to have to tear herself away eventually, but for the moment she doesn't even think about that, just resting with him, breathing with him, unified.

Date: 2021-06-28 03:39 am (UTC)
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She wishes they could fall asleep together, spend the night together. That they can't was the biggest drawback to having sex right then. But they'll have a chance. As soon as the case is over and she's free, she intends to spend as much time with Ted as possible.

A shower is a great idea. They definitely both need one, and it will wake them up. Not to mention it will be a pleasure to be wet and naked with him.

"I'd like that," she says.

Date: 2021-06-28 03:56 am (UTC)
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She also feels the chill the moment they're apart. She follows him into the bathroom, and once he's turned on the water she wraps her arms around him, snuggling close to keep warm while the water heats up, wanting to be in his arms as much as possible before she has to leave.

Date: 2021-06-28 04:14 am (UTC)
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It's very special, a sort of tenderness that Joan hasn't experienced in a long time. She laughs softly, looking up at him.

"You might have mentioned it," she says with a playful smile.

She settles her head on his chest, the benefit of being a good nine inches shorter than him in bare feet, and tightened her hold a little.

"What's your schedule like the next couple days?" she asks.

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