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Holy shit, Emily, you're fucking amazing. Okay, guys, I'm only short 275 dollars of what I need to have in my bank account by the end of this month to get the law firm off my ass, because even after giving them my story, all they could provide me was a settlement that was 400 dollars less than what I originally owned. (my abusive ex and I spent five years together, we shared a computer once, he knew all my passwords and he signed up for a credit card in my name by taking my ss card out of my wallet while I was sleeping, knowing I'd be approved because I HAD wonderful credit, he spent all of it before I even saw the bill) Please. Even one dollar helps. Whatever you can spare. Please, Please help.
[text] ... I can't believe I'm about to do this [text] he makes me laugh and smile, I can goof around with him and not fear he's going to think I'm a dickhead. When he comes up behind me I don't flinch in fear, because I know his smell and the way he walks and I feel safe. When I doze off in his arms I can't wipe the smile off my face, and when I wake up in the morning alone I wish he was with me. Every touch sets my body on fire and his kisses alone make me dripping wet. He's always on my mind.
[text] Tom and I were friends for a decade before we decided we only needed each other... Not that I'm telling you to wait that long.
[text] 1/2: I... don't really know what to tell you, Asha. Miggy is a sweetheart, sure.. and I know he likes you, but I'm not sure how he will react if you told him
2/2: you loved him. It's so hard for him to think about love with the death of Syd still hard in his brain, but he does better. Don't stress. Time will tell. :-)
"We were in a closet, because I was supposed to be helping your mom with Emma's birthday party... and I had just told Em that I thought I had a crush on you... So when I thought we would be caught talking to each other in the hall, I pulled you in the closet and slammed you against the wall. We sat there for almost half an hour... when i turned to leave, you pulled me back, and kissed me... nice and slow... there was tongue."
He licked his lips, eyes flickering over her bottom lip. "I remember how you tasted... and I couldn't resist that /noise/ you made when I opened my mouth."
"You mean my loss of breath? Yeah, that still happens. I love kissing you... I love your lips, your tongue... this face. This body." Alt kissed him, just because it was appropriate. "I fell in love with you then."
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"Because you're good at making everything feel... tingly."
"Tingly is good, I'm hoping all over... Though I do enjoy seeing you squirm. I could recite Shakespeare while you're still on top of me, Pixie - We do have quite a journey to go and have only covered but a half-an-hour."
"Can I tell you a secret, Tommy?" Alt leaned in, from his lap, and pressed her lips to his ear, "I have touched myself listening to you recite Shakespeare before."
Tom groans, his hands immediately going to her thighs, holding her against his length and rocking against her. "Ohh and did you make yourself come? Were you loud and unashamed- or were you quiet, struggling to not cry out?"
"I am never ashamed when I come.. Not when I think of you." Alt whined out, looking down between the both of their bodies, fascinated by their ministrations and uttering out moans of appreciation for it. She already felt close, wanting to let him feel her orgasm, watch her ride it out - because she was sure he would have the reaction she was looking for. Because, if she came first, she would have to make him come after, just to see him ride out his own orgasm.
His hands moved between their bodies, to where they were joined, his thumbs pressing his arousal hard against her sensitive flesh, feeling just how /wet/ she had become, for him, for /them/. "I want to feel you come, come over me - I'll rub against you until you explode... And you can touch and tease and stroke until I come, on your thighs, your fingers...."
She knit her brows and nearly squeaked when he applied the much needed pressure to her folds, her pulsing nub. Alt felt her thighs trembling and the tell tal signs of her orgasm winding through her belly at a steady pace. She captured his lips in a kiss and whimpered into his neck shortly after.
"Tom... Oh... Oh Tommy." Alt breathed, feeling herself tighten onto nothing, but also feeling the /explosion/ happen when she climaxed, closing her eyes tight, her hands finding either side of his neck while she practically slumped against him... because it was different. It was the same orgasm she always experienced... but with the aid of Tom. It was much better.
The woman upon his lap, writhing against him, shattered, coming so beautifully that he had to bite his lip, hold his breath so that he too would not be lost. He wanted her to bask in the glow of her orgasm and have her watch as his unfolded as well. "Alternate," he moaned, lips against her as his fingers gathered some of her moisture and rubbed it around his length, guiding their hands together to stroke him. "Please.... make me come."
She was shuddering, blushing, looking up through glossy eyes as she came back down from her high. Alt kissed him again, and again, her hand pushing his away so that she could pump his length by herself. Tightly squeezing, but not too tight as to harm him. Twisting, pulling, grazing over the head of his cock to wipe down the evidence of precum to mix with the slick of her come. Alt kept her eyes on his blue ones for the most part... trying to encourage him, wanting him to come.
"Come for me... Thomas. I can't wait to lick your come from my fingers."
Tom moved against her hand, eyebrows beetling as she moved around him. "Ohh, yes... You want to taste my come? Lick it from your /gorgeous/ fingers?" He locked eyes with hers and took a breath. "Get. Ready." His hips lifted against hers, feet digging into the carpet of the limo and his eyes moved from her blushing skin, the slick flesh between her thighs up to her parted lips and those /eyes/.... He was coming.
Back bowed, mouth hanging open, breath stolen from his lungs, he came in hot spurts over her fingers, onto her thigh and the back of his own hand.
As promsed, Alt brought her fingers, dripping with his come, to her lips, and suckled the white heat from them. She moaned and pressed her chest to his in a hug when she finished, breathing deeply against Tom and kissing his neck lightly. She felt so thankful, so content, and yet she wanted him so badly, still, that she continued to shake. Alt smiled wide.
"That was amazing... That was so good."
Tiny aftershocks rocked his body, twitching and groaning, his hands immediately pulling her close. "My beautiful Alt- /you/ are amazing... I'm soexcited to be able to spend this time with you, darling... "
Alt could feel his arousal on her stomach as she lightly rocked her hips one time with her arms still around his neck. How much longer in the car? Alt was not sure she would be able to contain herself now... now that they had reached this point. She was aching from her orgasm, and she was warm inside because of the moment they'd shared. Yes, she was his /beautiful/ Alt.. she felt like she always had been.
"I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off you now. Never."
His nose nuzzled against her as he tucked himself into his trousers, moving to cover her body back up. Arms pulled her against him and he took a moment to simply hold her close.
"My girl," he breathed against her skin.
"I want to sink into you on /our/ bed in the room; see you rise over me as you ride me on the floor because we just can't stop.... I want to sink between your legs when you think you just can't come any more and lap at your juices until I am full.... I don't ever want you to keep your hands off me - you're /my girl/ now."
Alt blushed beet red at his words, and lifted so that she could place kisses all over his face. His girl, he was right... she would make him believe those words more than he already did. "I'm never going to get tired of listening to you speak." Alt told Tom, moving to where her rear was on the seat, and she pulled him so that he had to lean over so she could have a bit of his weight atop her. Legs still in his lap, though together and crossed at the ankle.
"I'm sure I won't want to stop... Thinking about you inside of me is driving me insane, but it will be worth the wait."
His hands moved over her hip and moved against her, still terribly aroused, with a hiss. "I cannot /wait/ to be inside of you, your legs on my shoulders, ankles in my hands..." A cheeky wink and he smiled down at her. "I would take you here and now but I want you to feel as special as you are - we can mess about on the ride home. Unless," he whispered, waggling his fingers. "I could help you in another way. We've only got an hour to go."
"An hour to torture me with?" She stroked his face, admiring him, admiring the light scruff on his cheeks, his chin. Alt mouthed over it innocently, curling her toes as he spoke to her those not so innocent words yet again. Ten years. It took ten years, but Alt would have waited forever if she had to.
"Tommy... you're enough and yet too much."
He chuckled, bringing his fingers to stroke her neck up to her chin. 'I do what I can, Alternate."
"I've never loved someone like I love you. I want you to know I have since I was sixteen." Sheleaned into his hand and held it there.
Tom's face broke into a wide smile, eyes shutting as he leaned to her and kissed her gently. "I was so taken with you. Even when we first met. I felt your eyes on me every now and then - but always thought it was just my wishful thinking."
"I have loved you for ages."
She kissed him back, feeling a rush inside of her, "Your sister teased me, you know. She caught me writing your name in my notebook once... and I still never live it down." Though she guessed it didn't matter now, "Then... two people who love one another... they should not let anything keep them from being together..?"
He smiled down at her, blushing. "Not even time.... I'm sorry I didn't have the courage to ask you out."
"I can't believe Tom Hiddleston ran out of courage to ask little old me out." She teased, poking his nose, and then wiggling to get comfortable against him. She pulled his hand up, and aligned hers against his, only to then bring his fingers to her lips so that she could kiss the tips. "You don't have to ask me out... I know we'll be together, because you're the only one I trust, and you know me better than my own mother."
He glanced around the limo at their bodies pressed tightly. "You mean I don't have to tell you that this is far more than a date?" The smirk was in his voice the entire time.
"I /love/ you. So much."
His eyes searched hers and that was all he needed to say.
"I think I already knew it was far more than that." Alt relished in the wonderful sensation it brought her to hold him close, "I love you more."
He rolled her up and into his lap, pulling her against him, legs over his lap. His eyes shut as he hummed against her. "Rest with me here... And when we stop, we shall be at the hotel.... ready to start our weekend."
Alt snuggled to his chest after kissing his eyelids gingerly. She smiled and felt more relazed than ever just being there with him. She hoped their weekend would seem like forever. "I do like hotel beds."
Kissing her temple gently, arms around her waist, he sighed, urging to her close her eyes with him. "You'll love this one - we'll be in it together."
She closed her eyes and stroked his back. They'd fallen asleep together, or so she thought they had... maybe once or twice, but never in a hotel bed... never in the privacy of a hotel room where they'd be exploring one another more than what they had in the backseat of the limo. "What if I fall asleep back here?"
"Then you will rest with me, right here. Safe, warm. Just relax," he murmured, settling into the seat. Her body head, her perfume, so familiar, lulling him to a peaceful moment of relaxation.
She drifted into a light nap, though still aware of him and his arms... his soft breath that lingered over her face. Alt pressed her nose into his jaw, and inhaled deep, a breath of him. The bumps in the road not disturbing her, but, instead, making her arms go tighter around the man she loved, wondering how much longer.
"How is it that you love me so?"
"How do I love thee... let me count the ways.." Alt smiled.
"You tease...." His hands ran through her hair, mouth against her ear. "We're almost there. A few more minutes until you are beneath me.... And how do you want me? Over you, facing you? Or behind you, mouth at your ear?"
Tom ran his hand over her back. "This is only after I have slaked my lust between your thighs. My tongue will know all of your delightful taste, your texture."
"I want you on top of me... Please." Alt bat her lashes, reaching to lightly grasp his bulge through his pants, "I want to see your face, but you may take me as you wish." She felt her nerves rising, and her face heating up. Oh, was she ready? Yes. Every inch of her was itching to see him naked above her, before her. Alt had only thought about it a million and ten times over the past decade.
The limo had shuddered to a half, requiring the couple to part, each one shaking. Hand around hers, moving her forward, his mouth at her ear as they piled alone into the elevator. "Are you ready for me?" His hips thrust against her hand, hardening by the second. He wanted to pause, wanted to wait, by found her perfume swirling around him. "I want to taste you.... Will you let me? Lick you, finger you?"
Alt curled her toes in her high heels and pressed against the elevator wall, while her hand moved against his arousal, feeling it swell behind breeches that constricted him. She looked into his eyes and then kissed his chest as she held back from slipping her hand into his pants to play with him. Alt heard the doors open, and she jumped away from him when the sound of children laughing veered around the corner. She blushed, and noticed the luggage not in the elevator. She assumed the driver dropped it in the lobby, and they could claim it later.
"Take me to the room so I can finally have you."
The doors parted and it was all Tom could do to bring her into his arms, into his grasp. Finally. His girl. His woman. So very close now.
"As my lady commands."
"I really just want to rip off your clothes... and I will right here... Tommy." Alt whined, snaking her arms around him, on her toes to meet his pelvis with hers and lightly lift her hips, "I need you.."
He pushed open the door, shoving her inside and slamming the door. Gone was the gentleman, the humble man who took his time. Before her was the woman he loved, he adored.. Onto his knees he sank, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses to her arousal, tongue licking around the moist segment of cotton.
"I need you too." Tongue searched her folds, moaning at her taste, lifting her hips to his face. Over and over, he swiped around her. "Let me please you. Let me make you come. Please. /Please./" Finger stroked over her body and sank into her core, two long fingers curling to allow her maximum pleasure.
Her legs spread wider as she felt his tongue, for the first time, against the most sensitive part of her body. This was really happening, taking place in a hotel bed with the man she'd only ever dreamed of doing such things with. She laced her fingers through his hair, whining, meeting his tongue that teased her... Clenching around the fingers that penetrated her.
A fraction of the pleasure she anticipated would come when he filled her up. Alt yanked her dress over her head and pushed it across the bed, leaving her in her bra, her heels. She looked down at Tom, tugging on his hair, "It won't take long..."
"I love you," he whispered, pulling her hips against his mouth over and over, tongue dipping into her core and flicking up to her sensitive bundle of nerves. "So much. Let the feeling take you over, Alternate." His voice called to her, shutting as the feeling of her fingers in his hair made him moan and leave himself. She was unraveling, because of /him/. He loved her. He needed her. He would show her, in ever moment, just how much he loved her.
Fingers thrusting gently moved with new purpose, tongue curling around her clit. "Come for me," he called to her.
"Let me taste of your desire for me."
That little bundle was being assaulted blessedly by his perfect tongue, those perfect movements, and slender fingers inside of her. She easily succumbed to his request and felt her nerves explode with such overwhelming rapture that a tear rolled down her temple when she let go. His last sentence was all she heard when Alt announced her orgasm to him, not ashamed that it'd come so quickly... because it felt so good, better than in the car. Alt knew that her next one would need to be shared with the man she loved so much.
"Oh, T-tommy... Tommy, I love you." Alt moaned, her rear rising up as she pressed his face more into her body, still in the effects of her orgasm that ripped through her mercilessly. She flushed, and sank back down into the mattress, already ready for him to fall into her. To take her. "Oh yes... yes..."
Tom moved over her with a purpose not found accept for in this moment. She was his; he was hers; all that was outside of this moment was lost. "I love you," he breathed, hands moving to pry the fabric from his body, forcing it down his thighs enough to press his arousal to her slick folds, and with one hand moved back and forth. "Shall I get a condom, darling? I'm ready." The last word was punctuated by a slight thrust into her channel, hot, wet. There was nothing stopping them now. A mess of moans, of sighs. Of urging, grasping hands and quaking thighs.
"I love you so very much, Alt."
"I... oh... n-no." She answered him, "We don't need a condom." Alt felt her nails bite into his skin as he slightly thrust into her. She moaned out and pushed him so that he was sheathed completely inside of her. Inside of her... for the first time, and Alt felt like she might overflow with barely enough time to recover. She lifted and sank, so that she could feel him enter and leave her body. More than bliss.
Absolute perfection. Alt moaned his name and kissed him, "I love you, Tom... I love you."
"I love you," he moaned, pressing his length into her sopping channel. Face pressed into her neck and soon they were as close as two people could be. Her flesh pulled and gripped at him, his body stretching her, girth forcing her body to yield to him.
"Alt... Ohhh yes...."
"Do I feel good?" Alt grasped his neck and kept moving her hips against him, wanting him to achieve release inside of her... no matter how long it took, or how short. She was determined, and her body was part of his for that moment in order to do so.
Alt bit into his shoulder, "Tommy.. baby.."
The feeling of her body surrounding him was almost too much. Feet dug into the carpet of the room, her hands in his as he pinned them to bed.
Hips pushed forward further, burying himself to the hilt, his jaw jutting forward slightly, mouth against her cheek. "Fucking /hell/, girl....."
His feral side was coming forward with each delicious pull of her body against his. One leg folded beneath hers, hand grasping beneath her calf and raised over her, angling to bring her the most pleasure as he pushed into her body, mouth tight with pleasure
"Bite. Me. Harder." Hips pushed harder against hers, wanting to feel the line between pleasure and pain blurred just enough. No one knew her as she did; he had never really told anyone of his preferences - they would have thought him crazy.
She bit him so hard that when she released her clamp on his skin, there were indentions from her teeth in a circle. Alt held onto Tom tightly, unable to fully register that, /wow, this was not a dream at all/. Alt looked at Tom, pressing her forehead to his chin so that she could watch him rise and sink into her repeatedly.
"Tommy.. baby... go deeper... Harder. Plea-please~" Alt begged him, her lips attaching to his neck, while her angled hips desperately tried to move against him still.
Tom huffed above her, cradling her head to him and moving slowly, urging himself deeper into her body, glancing briefly at where their bodies were joined. "Alt," he whispered, hips picking up a rhythm that rocked the bed.
"More? Tell me... Ah, god you feel incredible... Tell me what you need." Hands moved momentarily from her leg to shed his jacket, tossing it away, tearing at the strap on her bra, releasing her breast for his mouth to latch upon and tease with sharp tongue.
She hadn't realized he was not naked until her heel felt the fabric of his shirt, and Alt moved her leg so that she could seize his shirt and rip it from over his head. Alt sat straight, though propped on the headboard so she was face to face, able to kiss him while she reached to stroke her clit. Alt whined his name several times, leaning her head against the wood, closing her eyes with her jaw slack.
"You feel so good, oh god..." Alt told him, ceasing her fondling of the little nub so she could grab his hair. "I'm going to come if you keep it up... shit..."
He laughed and ceased his movements long enough to pull away from her, stripping off his trousers and the remaining clothing from his body. His fingers pointed to her and urged her forward.
"/That/ is very sexy, Alternate... Come down here to the end of the bed where I can watch you properly."
Scrambling to the end of the bed, Alt pressed her feet to the carpet and spread her legs wide as she opened her folds to expose her entire arousal to him. Though, not until after she stared in awe of his perfectly lean naked figure. Such a sight... and she'd dreamt about it many a time... it was all hers now... Alt bit her lip, propped on her elbows and began to circle her clitoris in slow circles, pulling it, pinching it with little mewls and half-lidded eyes. Alt beckoned him to her with her moans, asking him to penetrate her so it would increase her pleasure.
Alt wanted to come with him inside of her, all over him, and she wanted the same in return. "Tommy... like this?"
Tom's hands ran through his hair and immediately over his face, moving to grip his arousal, throbbing and heavy with blood. Watching her fingers move over her core, hearing her cries, it was almost too much. Moving to kneel between her legs, he dragged the head of his length over her folds, dipping in just enough to tease. "Ohh yes... How does that feel?" Another tease, a different angle, never allowing himself to bury into her - only slightly against her.
"Do you want to come around me? Feel me come for you, watch me shatter?"
He was driving her insane... hitting all the right spots even when not barely inside of her at that moment. Alt clenched her jaw, knit her brows and dug into he carpet, moving her fingers just a little slower. "It... feels amazing." Alt told him, whispering, panting.
"I need you to come for me... I need to feel, to watch you crumble... To hear you coming for /me/... Inside of me..."
Tom moved to cover her with his body, hands braced near her arms, burying into her completely. His eyes locked with hers, hips rotating back and forth, feeling her clench down upon him. "My girl... come for me and I will follow you down.... My beautiful girl."
She grabbed onto his sides, nails in his skin when he finally re-entered her. Though, one hand went back to her clitoris to assault it once more. Alt gyrated her hips to his, lifting, pushing him deeper and arching her back. Alt could not wait to feel him come... it just felt more than amazing... better than anyone... of course, it was to be expected. She'd only waited a decade to feel him.
"I need you to come... please." Alt repeated.
His motions increased with a slight nod of his head, mouth moving to cover hers and swallow his moans down. Soon he was shuddering, muscles tensing and he came, hard, blindingly. Fingers moved to join hers at her clit. He was not going to stop until she came, until she was satisfied. "I love you, my Alt... Come. /Come/. Let me feel you around me."
The knowledge of him coming, his hot seed pouring into her, was all Alt needed to tumble right after him. Prolonged with his fingers on her clitoris as she let out a loud moan, leaving her practically breathless in the aftermath. Her walls closed over him, and she reared her tuckus from the bed with her nails piercing skin just enough to leave an ache later. Alt felt the sweat on her brow, but it was not over... Because he was stroking her clit, it enabled a second orgasm to rip through her, one not as powerful as the first, but powerful nonetheless. Alt could barely pull herself from the haze.
Though.. after it was done, "Oh... baby..." Alt said hoarsely, pulling his chest to hers, "I love you."
They slumped together in a breathless pile, Tom finally able to ease from her and bring her into his arms. "I love you too. I didn't hurt you did I? I'm seeing spots..."
"You felt better than I could have imagined... I'm throbbing... but it's nothing I cannot handle." She kissed the sweat from his face, "I feel like I'm glowing... God, you were worth every single minute, hour, year... How could I ever live without you, be without you?"
"I don't ever /want/ to be apart from you... You. Are. Incredible..." He kissed her chin, her cheeks. Of course he was in love, everything about her, about their time together was incredible - but this was far more than just mindblowing sex. Their intimacy was on the level of their soul.
Wiping the sweat from her upper lip, he grinned. "You /are/ glowing."
"I'm in love with you... I have been." Alt kissed his bottom lip, curling her body to his so that she could better feel his skin, "Thomas..." She stroked his face, tracing his cheek with the tip of her finger and onto his jaw, feeling the tiny hairs there. Alt smiled wide, because there was no way she would be able to be away from him. It would rip her apart. She kicked herself for ever being with anyone else, knowing all she ever wanted was right there.
His fingers cupped her face, nuzzling her cheek as his legs wrapped around hers. "/This/ right here. /This/ is what makes it all worth while." Eyes closing just enough at the sight of her glorious smile, for /him/. "I love you so very much, darling."
"You are my life." Alt breathed, holding his hands to her face, "But, I love you more."
Tom chuckled, shaking his head, pulling her to rest against his chest. "I feel this is one of those never-ending cyclical arguments... We should keep it going properly. Create some kind of couples-only shorthand."
"We're a couple now..?" It wasn't really a question, because if they were, then she truly felt like it could happen. Alt breathed in the scent of his sweat, his cologne still evident. "I would win the argument, and you know it."
"Today is a day of firsts, wouldn't you say?" He nodded to her question. "And yes, very very much so."
"Your fans are going to hate me." She frowned, hiding it though as to not worry him. She kissed his neck, pushing him onto his back.
He immediately moved to bring her face to his, allowing his body to roll, arms taking her with him. "/I/ love you. And anyone that matters to me will be a part of my life. Those that have issue with it need not be a part of it." His voice was soft but his eyes spoke to the measure of seriousness that sat in his heart.
"Your sister is going to have a party, she used to tease me about it." Alt could not get enough of those three words from his lips... She could bathe in them, "You better love me~"
// oh, so, maybe i need to start out by telling you that e-anomaly's Tom is Alt's mainverse (stated before but shut because i love saying it). This is part of the RP we got to do tonight. I know it starts at a weird place, and it's not finished... but time zones are the worst. i just wanted to show relationship development. Tom calls Alt "Pixie"... and I crey every time.
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He laughs, running a hand through her hair. "It is lovely, Pixie. As are you. Now /tell/ me you've packed... Because the limo is here."
"I did. I packed. I am actually prepared." Alt turned and flourished her hands over the large suitcase... most likely meant for more than just a weekend trip.
Tom stared and began to giggle. "Three days darling, but we could make it a week. Depends on if you get sick of me or not."
"I don't think, after ten years, that I can get sick of you."Alt pulled him into a hug and kissed his cheek, "Our chariot, sir."
Tom whispered in her ear as he ushered her into the back of the limousine, simultaneously tipping the driver. "Are you ready, Alternate?"
She flushed with colour, shooting him a confident glance, before she slipped into the limo and watched the driver lug their things to the trunk. "Are you, Thomas?"
Fingers trailed over her arm as she moved past him. "Very." The door shut after him, soon bidding good day to the driver, who raised the privacy panel and turned up the radio, loud enough to cover anything going in behind him.
The limo eased onto the road and soon they were alone. He held out his arms to her. "Up onto my lap, darling."
Alt laughed without parting her lips, as she eased onto his long legs, purposely straddling him so that her dress rose higher on her thighs, and her arms draped over his shoulders. She smiled at him, wiggling a bit, trying to adjust without over thinking of what she /could/ do on his lap.
"Here I am."
He pressed up to her body with his, fingers running beneath the dress and onto her rear. "Here you are."
She unbuttoned one of the buttons on his shirt and kissed, a wet, warm, kiss to the exposed skin. "In the back seat."
His own lips found her cheek, sweeping her hair out of the way. "Where do you want my hands, Pixie?"
"I think you know, Tommy. Everywhere." Alt hummed to his lips on her cheek and instantly tilted into it, wanting to feel his lips more.
Hand upon her rear cupped and squeezed, while the other began to stroke her thigh. His lips parted, tongue snaking out to graze her. "Kiss me."
She placed both hands on either side of his face and slanted her lips over his thin ones, slow... Very slow. Though, it didn't take her long to gradually increase her hunger for him, as she passed her tongue between his teeth and tasted him, hands moving down so that she might bite his chest with her nails just barely.
Tom hummed against her and began to kiss her with abandon, deeper and thoroughly than ever. The hand at her thigh moved to her one thigh and he pulled away just enough to question her silently.
Whatever he had in mind, Alt was ready to let it happen. Her face was straight, though a smile peeking out,as she nodded and hovered her lips over his in an unspoken need for him to do what he wanted.
He pulled her onto one knee, his other for spreading her legs wide enough to place his hand between her thighs, cupping her arousal gently. "I'll go slow. And you tell me if you want me to stop."
The fingers stroked up and down her body, reading get while he groaned, lips finding hers
She shuddered feeling his hand cupping her, but she let it wash over her in the kiss that he adminstered to her parted lips. She moved her hips up, as if to encourage him to move his fingers, even if on the other side of fabric. Alt had never been touched there by him until now... It felt more natural than she anticipated.
"I... okay." Alt managed to reply, as her own hands did some exploring. One remained on his chest, though on bare skin as she pushed past the unbuttoned portion. Her free hand was gliding over to his stomach, lower to his thigh, and a bit higher... but not quite touching his own arousal. Alt shivered again. "I'm sorry I'm nervous... It's /you/. I've wanted you for years."
He shuddered as she touched him, feeling his hips cant towards hers, especially as hers moved. "Ahh, Alt... Is this to much? God, your so.... So beautiful. Forgive me.... I just want to touch your skin, so badly."
"Then touch my skin... let me touch yours." Alt whispered to him, into his lips, "Is it too much for you? I think I can handle a preview of... home base.
The hand between her legs removed enough to guide her hands to his lips, kissing them softly. "We'll touch each other together...." He placed her hand on his lap, near his arousal, so very evident. "Unzip me and I'll move these panties aside...."
He was so turned on, he was shaking.
She fumbled with the button of his pants, and then the zipper, which she almost yanked down. Alt knew she had to rise up a bit, in order to slide his pants down, at least to his knees, in which the passed her hand over the apparent need for her in his under garments. "I'm going to touch you for the first time..."
It took seconds, and he was exposed, Alt unable to look away as her flesh heated up, and she bit her lip. Some time after, she looked up at Tom, into his eyes as she wrapped her fingers around the girth.
Tom could not help the moan that left his lips. "Ohh God, Alt.... Yes, just like that!" His mouth found hers as his hips moved with each stroke over his length.
Fingers moved aside get panties and teased her body, feeling her moisture at his fingertips. Up, down he moved. Over her slit and up to her sensitive bundle.
She grinned, by then, he should have found the "secret piercing" she'd asked him about earlier that day. Though, the thought was easily left behind when she stroked him a little faster, meeting his movements with her own as she panted through whimpers.
"G...god.."
His fingers moved over a tiny jeweled bar, a piercing over her clit and his mouth watered, moving against her faster. "Oh you bad girl you.... I can't wait to taste you..."
His eyes rolled back. "You feel... Incredible."
An idea struck her mind, as she'd thought about it before.. inward, without ever telling Tom her recent, and past fantasies. She pushed his hand away and kissed his ear, "Promise to not lose control. Don't penetrate me."
She positioned herself so that his cock was aligned to her folds, and she rose and fell with her hips, to stimulate him that way, while her hands pressed him there, not to let him slip away.
Ohh, her body was /hot/, slick folds around his cock. Hands held her waist, dragging her against him, purposely to tease her clit. "Ohh fuck... This is so /good/... I am picturing fucking you."
He wanted to behave, but also to bury his face between her legs and suckle until she came.
His eyes could not drag away from her body, hand cupping her breast as she rose and feel against him. "My beauty."
"Does this feel good for your clit, Alt? My cock pressed against you, /so close/?"
Her breath hitched when she heard him, and a moan left her throat when she replied to him, "I should take my own advice about control..." Alt smiled.
She sped up, nodding to his question about being /so close/ to where he /needed/ to be. Oh, sure, Alt wanted him inside of her so badly that she was shaking like he had been... but she didn't want that experience in the car... Or, well, did she? At that moment, she was struggling with her want to feel him /fuck/ her when they arrived at the hotel... or to take her there in the car. With less than three hours to occupy time.
"I want you naked... naked and inside of me..." Alt heard herself say to him, embarrassed at the words, showing it in her face, but not changing her words. It was too much, not enough, and she was not sure what she wanted to do. "Do you want that... Tommy... my Tommy."
His hips pressed to hers harder, intent on making her come. "I want you over me, under me... But right now, I want to feel you come over me..."
"Do you want my fingers inside you, Alternate? Buried deep?" Tom was growling.
