[He shouldn't be surprised that she's still up for more, but he is. They've each had a very satisfying orgasm or two, and he won't say no to one more. She even gave him specifics earlier, hadn't she?
So he does what she asked, rolling over on top of her and pinning her down, pushing his hips up against hers. If she showed any signs that she was uncomfortable, he would let her up, but she wouldn't be able to shove him off right now.]
[She nods, even when he starts to change position and holds her down. Bela doesn't look uncomfortable at all, but she would quickly let him know if that changed.]
I did, yes. Though I have one small request first - could you remove my bra?
[He's unlikely to refuse her, but she wants to feel all of him against her with no barriers between them. Aside from that, Bela didn't really enjoy sleeping in one.]
[That was the easiest request she could have made. In no time, he snakes a hand behind her back, undoing the clasps and sliding the straps down her arms. It's another present for him to unwrap, and when she's completely naked, he makes a pleased noise and leans down to place kisses all over her breasts.]
I know it's probably pretty vanilla for us to stay like this. Is there a position you'd rather do instead?
[Of course, he's fine with regular missionary, which is sort of how they're laid out, but she seems more adventurous than him.]
[The kisses make her groan softly and shiver in delight. Bela had wanted him to do that to her for a while, so it's also why she made that request of him in the first place.
His question gives her pause as she considers her options. She could think of several positions for them to try out together and it gets her excited.]
Maybe you could put my legs over your shoulders? It's a slight step up from vanilla.
[That was clearly the most important thing, right? He pushes away from her for just a moment, moving her legs apart so he can get in between them. He places her legs as she tells him to, letting her ankles hook behind his neck, and then he leans forward, nearly folding her in half, just so he can get back to his original plan of licking and kissing her breasts.]
I think it's still pretty exciting. What about you?
[He's fully aroused again, and he lines himself up with her entrance, just waiting for permission to connect with her all the way. He takes one of her nipples in his mouth and sucks on it, moaning a little louder than he intended. He uses his hand to cup her other breast, weighing it in his hand before giving it attention with his mouth, too.]
[Speaking of exciting, it's what she feels when Peter moves her into position, trusting him to be strong enough to hold her there. Bela is also fairly limber which is why she has no issue with being like this - she does brace herself on her arms for extra support. She makes a sound of surprise when he starts to kiss and lick her breasts, though it's quickly replaced by a soft moan.]
Very exciting.
[She groans when she can feel him pressing at her entrance, arching slightly against his mouth and hand as he pays attention to her breasts. Between how much she wants this, the pleasant sensations she feels, Bela grants him permission with just three words.]
[He's still not much for dirty talk, but when his partner is the one doing it, he can make an exception. He smiles when she commands him to keep going, and slowly, carefully pushes his way inside of her. She's nice and wet from before, but he still takes his time so as not to hurt her.]
So tight for me, aren't you?
[He whispers it, returning to dropping kisses all over her chest until he's fully within her. The pressure is unbelievable, and the effort he's exerting to stay still is nothing but superhuman. He wants so badly to pound away at her, but that will have to wait just a little while longer.]
[She didn't always use dirty talk, but for some reason, the want to do it right now just overcame her. She's glad that it didn't seem to put him off, groaning softly as he began to push inside; it feels like it's taking forever, but it's fine, as it gives her time to adjust.]
Yes. So tight.
[Bela whispers back in return, letting out another soft groan at the kisses and the feeling of him, and the closeness it brought. She wants this to last as long as possible so she's glad that Peter asks that particular question.]
It feels good. And yeah, you can move, but start slow, okay?
[He moves his hips slowly, like she asked. He slides almost all the way out of her, only to push back in in one fluid motion. One of his hands is bracing his body against the bed, while the other reaches up to brush the side of Bela's face, bringing their lips together for a kiss.]
Beautiful. So wonderful.
[His hips are moving a little faster now, finding a rhythm and listening to her for cues. He still keeps it at a slow pace, enjoying the thrills of pleasure that dance up his nerves each time he thrusts into her.]
[That movement draws a low moan of appreciation, though she doesn't press back against him just yet. She wants to get used to how he felt first, but it's really good so far and she can already feel little tingles of pleasure in her body. The kiss is just the tip of the icing on a very delicious cake.]
You feel so good, Peter. Don't stop.
[When he picks up the pace slightly she moans again, the sound more guttural than before. Bela takes a moment to work out his rhythm, choosing now to push her hips against him - as much as she could in this position. It makes her cry out, though she's not ready for him to move any faster.
[He loves the moan that escapes her when he starts to push into her, and of course when she pushes back against him, causing him to let out a moan of his own.]
Wouldn't... even think about it.
[The heat has fully settled in the pit of his stomach, and he rolls his hips into her a few more times, feeling himself starting to build to the top of a wave, but he takes a few deep breaths to force it back down. They were only just starting, and he didn't want it to be over too soon.]
[She can feel a slight pressure already, though she easily ignores it in favour of feeling more from him, taking a few moments to relish how it felt as well as trying to calm herself down.
Words were failing Bela at the moment, but the sounds she is making let Peter know that he is doing everything right. When he hits a particular spot, she whimpers and shifts her hips, indicating to him that he should do that again.]
[The whimper very nearly does him in. Peter takes a shuddering breath and pushes into her again, wanting to hear more noises like that one.
He's so close already, most likely from the previous two times making him overly sensitive, so he closes his eyes for a distraction: Starting line up for the Mets the year he turned 10 and memorized the program at his first real game. It was cliche, but it worked for a reason.
He felt the wave receding, and thrust once more, whispering Bela's name and running his free hand over her hip and thigh. She was so soft and warm that he knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he still wanted her to come first.]
[It will probably take a few more thrusts before she comes, but it doesn't help that he is hitting her just right, drawing that sound out of her once more.
Her breathing was also starting to become uneven, pulse quickening, heat spreading throughout her as the pressure steadily building up. Unlike him, Bela doesn't really have a method of distraction, just a strong enough will to hold back.
She lets out a pleased sigh at the sound of her name and the feel of his hand brushing against her skin, liking the touch. After a few moments, Bela decides to use her words to tell him what she wants.]
[No, the distraction didn't work at all. Bela sighing and whimpering made him lose the names of the entire outfield and he was right back where he started.]
Thought you'd never ask.
[So he picks up the pace, still not pounding, but snapping his hips forward several more times with a long groan. The wave was cresting, and despite his best efforts, there was no holding it back.
Peter squeezes his eyes shut as his orgasm rolls through him, and he comes deep inside her, feeling her muscles pulse around him. He would be ashamed in a moment, but right now, all he can do is chant her name until he's completely spent.]
[The quicker pace was giving her exactly what she needed and it felt so good. She continues to make sounds as he thrusts into her, feeling that pressure increase and making it harder for Bela to hold back.
His orgasm makes her groan, arching up against him with as much strength as she could before she is pushed over the edge, coming hard with a harsh cry of his name. Bela didn't expect for them to come around the same time, but it felt good to finally have that release.
She wants to run her hands over Peter to help him calm down, but it's hard to touch him properly in this position. She'll make up for it once they're lying next to each other in the bed.]
[He spends a moment catching his breath, then presses a few kisses to her neck, and finally starts to untangle himself from her body. He's realizing now exactly what's happened, and he lies down next to her, on the opposite side from the last round.
He's quiet afterwards, still stroking her side with one hand. He had heard her say his name, and he thinks she finished, but he was distracted with his inability to hold himself back.]
Are you okay?
[He kisses her temple, but doesn't pull her close like he wants to. At least, not until he knows how she feels.]
[She sinks back into the bed when he moves away from her, feeling completely relaxed. He'll just have to give her a few moments before she can shift from this position to look at him.
While she takes that time, Bela inhales slowly before breathing out the same way, trying to get her breath and her heart rate back to normal. His touch is helping her to ease down, and when he asks her that question, she rolls onto her side to answer, smiling softly.]
Yeah. I'm just basking a little.
[The kiss to her head makes her smile again and she reaches out with a hand to gently cup the side of his face, shifting closer to him at the same time.]
[He didn't want to ruin the afterglow with his own insecurities. After all, they were just doing the friend thing; it wasn't a serious relationship where they talked about their feelings. So he returns to the usual smile, plans to pepper in a joke here or there, and hopefully she'll be none the wiser.]
Just mentally giving myself a performance review. Probably needs more fireworks. Or acrobatics. Next time, I'll have to get us up on the ceiling, make it more exciting.
[Assuming she'd be interested in a next time after such a safe encounter.]
[It was a difficult thing to be vulnerable with another person. She's glad that Peter had taken her feelings into consideration, but she was happy to talk about some things at least. Even it resembled small talk or something funny.
His comment makes Bela laugh lightly, her hand dropping down to drape across him now.]
Not sure how the ceiling would work, but we don't need fireworks. Maybe acrobatics.
[She would be interested in doing this again with him, should he ask.]
It was really good, Peter. Though, if you wanted to try another position some time, I'd be up for that.
[He's gotten the complaint about vanilla sex before, but he didn't really understand the appeal of a lot of the... wilder kinks out there. Not that he'd shame anyone else for them.]
I'm glad. I really liked it, too. And yes, definitely, we can do whatever position you want.
Good. Because those are expectations I can't really live up to. Not a single shade for me.
I'll keep that in mind. But right now, my brain has gone on strike and refuses to think of anything else today.
[He reaches for the blankets at the foot of her bed, pulling them up over both their bodies. It felt cozy now, and he couldn't hold back a yawn anymore.]
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[He shouldn't be surprised that she's still up for more, but he is. They've each had a very satisfying orgasm or two, and he won't say no to one more. She even gave him specifics earlier, hadn't she?
So he does what she asked, rolling over on top of her and pinning her down, pushing his hips up against hers. If she showed any signs that she was uncomfortable, he would let her up, but she wouldn't be able to shove him off right now.]
You wanted me on top, right?
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I did, yes. Though I have one small request first - could you remove my bra?
[He's unlikely to refuse her, but she wants to feel all of him against her with no barriers between them. Aside from that, Bela didn't really enjoy sleeping in one.]
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I know it's probably pretty vanilla for us to stay like this. Is there a position you'd rather do instead?
[Of course, he's fine with regular missionary, which is sort of how they're laid out, but she seems more adventurous than him.]
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His question gives her pause as she considers her options. She could think of several positions for them to try out together and it gets her excited.]
Maybe you could put my legs over your shoulders? It's a slight step up from vanilla.
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[That was clearly the most important thing, right? He pushes away from her for just a moment, moving her legs apart so he can get in between them. He places her legs as she tells him to, letting her ankles hook behind his neck, and then he leans forward, nearly folding her in half, just so he can get back to his original plan of licking and kissing her breasts.]
I think it's still pretty exciting. What about you?
[He's fully aroused again, and he lines himself up with her entrance, just waiting for permission to connect with her all the way. He takes one of her nipples in his mouth and sucks on it, moaning a little louder than he intended. He uses his hand to cup her other breast, weighing it in his hand before giving it attention with his mouth, too.]
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[Speaking of exciting, it's what she feels when Peter moves her into position, trusting him to be strong enough to hold her there. Bela is also fairly limber which is why she has no issue with being like this - she does brace herself on her arms for extra support. She makes a sound of surprise when he starts to kiss and lick her breasts, though it's quickly replaced by a soft moan.]
Very exciting.
[She groans when she can feel him pressing at her entrance, arching slightly against his mouth and hand as he pays attention to her breasts. Between how much she wants this, the pleasant sensations she feels, Bela grants him permission with just three words.]
Fuck me, Peter.
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So tight for me, aren't you?
[He whispers it, returning to dropping kisses all over her chest until he's fully within her. The pressure is unbelievable, and the effort he's exerting to stay still is nothing but superhuman. He wants so badly to pound away at her, but that will have to wait just a little while longer.]
How is it? Do you want me to move?
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Yes. So tight.
[Bela whispers back in return, letting out another soft groan at the kisses and the feeling of him, and the closeness it brought. She wants this to last as long as possible so she's glad that Peter asks that particular question.]
It feels good. And yeah, you can move, but start slow, okay?
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[He moves his hips slowly, like she asked. He slides almost all the way out of her, only to push back in in one fluid motion. One of his hands is bracing his body against the bed, while the other reaches up to brush the side of Bela's face, bringing their lips together for a kiss.]
Beautiful. So wonderful.
[His hips are moving a little faster now, finding a rhythm and listening to her for cues. He still keeps it at a slow pace, enjoying the thrills of pleasure that dance up his nerves each time he thrusts into her.]
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You feel so good, Peter. Don't stop.
[When he picks up the pace slightly she moans again, the sound more guttural than before. Bela takes a moment to work out his rhythm, choosing now to push her hips against him - as much as she could in this position. It makes her cry out, though she's not ready for him to move any faster.
Yet.]
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Wouldn't... even think about it.
[The heat has fully settled in the pit of his stomach, and he rolls his hips into her a few more times, feeling himself starting to build to the top of a wave, but he takes a few deep breaths to force it back down. They were only just starting, and he didn't want it to be over too soon.]
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Words were failing Bela at the moment, but the sounds she is making let Peter know that he is doing everything right. When he hits a particular spot, she whimpers and shifts her hips, indicating to him that he should do that again.]
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He's so close already, most likely from the previous two times making him overly sensitive, so he closes his eyes for a distraction: Starting line up for the Mets the year he turned 10 and memorized the program at his first real game. It was cliche, but it worked for a reason.
He felt the wave receding, and thrust once more, whispering Bela's name and running his free hand over her hip and thigh. She was so soft and warm that he knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he still wanted her to come first.]
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Her breathing was also starting to become uneven, pulse quickening, heat spreading throughout her as the pressure steadily building up. Unlike him, Bela doesn't really have a method of distraction, just a strong enough will to hold back.
She lets out a pleased sigh at the sound of her name and the feel of his hand brushing against her skin, liking the touch. After a few moments, Bela decides to use her words to tell him what she wants.]
Faster, please. I'm so close, Peter.
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Thought you'd never ask.
[So he picks up the pace, still not pounding, but snapping his hips forward several more times with a long groan. The wave was cresting, and despite his best efforts, there was no holding it back.
Peter squeezes his eyes shut as his orgasm rolls through him, and he comes deep inside her, feeling her muscles pulse around him. He would be ashamed in a moment, but right now, all he can do is chant her name until he's completely spent.]
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His orgasm makes her groan, arching up against him with as much strength as she could before she is pushed over the edge, coming hard with a harsh cry of his name. Bela didn't expect for them to come around the same time, but it felt good to finally have that release.
She wants to run her hands over Peter to help him calm down, but it's hard to touch him properly in this position. She'll make up for it once they're lying next to each other in the bed.]
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He's quiet afterwards, still stroking her side with one hand. He had heard her say his name, and he thinks she finished, but he was distracted with his inability to hold himself back.]
Are you okay?
[He kisses her temple, but doesn't pull her close like he wants to. At least, not until he knows how she feels.]
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While she takes that time, Bela inhales slowly before breathing out the same way, trying to get her breath and her heart rate back to normal. His touch is helping her to ease down, and when he asks her that question, she rolls onto her side to answer, smiling softly.]
Yeah. I'm just basking a little.
[The kiss to her head makes her smile again and she reaches out with a hand to gently cup the side of his face, shifting closer to him at the same time.]
You?
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Just mentally giving myself a performance review. Probably needs more fireworks. Or acrobatics. Next time, I'll have to get us up on the ceiling, make it more exciting.
[Assuming she'd be interested in a next time after such a safe encounter.]
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His comment makes Bela laugh lightly, her hand dropping down to drape across him now.]
Not sure how the ceiling would work, but we don't need fireworks. Maybe acrobatics.
[She would be interested in doing this again with him, should he ask.]
It was really good, Peter. Though, if you wanted to try another position some time, I'd be up for that.
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[He's gotten the complaint about vanilla sex before, but he didn't really understand the appeal of a lot of the... wilder kinks out there. Not that he'd shame anyone else for them.]
I'm glad. I really liked it, too. And yes, definitely, we can do whatever position you want.
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Peter, I wouldn't make you do anything you don't want to. [Bela wants him to know that.]
You should probably tell me what you are okay with. Now, or later. I don't mind.
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I'm okay with this. Everything we did, I'm okay with. I just don't want to do anything where you get hurt, even if you told me to hurt you.
[He felt his eyes getting heavy, but it was important to stay awake for this. She needed to know.]
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I would never ask that from you. Or from anyone. So, you don't have to worry about that, okay?
[She could be adventurous, but not that extreme.]
Do tell me if there are things you do like and comfortable with, that you want to explore.
Wrap?
I'll keep that in mind. But right now, my brain has gone on strike and refuses to think of anything else today.
[He reaches for the blankets at the foot of her bed, pulling them up over both their bodies. It felt cozy now, and he couldn't hold back a yawn anymore.]
Thanks again for inviting me to the sleepover.
sounds good c: