have_no_mercy | Upstairs

Interesting. And irrelevant in this precise moment. Jim turns his attention back to her and the rhythm she's setting with her hips; she rolls forward and he makes sure his tongue firms up at the top of her push, softening to a lick as she retreats, pulsing against her with no real pressure. She's come once; it'll be better to let her build again in her own time.

He does slip his fingers back into her, though. She's there for the touching, so he's going to fucking touch her.

Why wouldn't she want him to enjoy himself? If he's not having fun, chances are neither is she.

She's certainly enjoying their tempo, though there's a soft whimper as his fingers enter her again and a hand beats back against the wall.

His eyes roll up to look at her as she makes that noise, and he considers that she might be too sensitised...for about two seconds, before deciding she can take it. If she is, working through it should give her a hell of a high.

He hooks his free hand under one knee, and lifts her leg so it's over his shoulder. It lets him get closer and gives a moment to get a decent breath, which he uses to lick into her once or twice, sliding his tongue next to his fingers in a quick tease before pulling back to service her clit with wet, sucking lips.

He prefers oral with men, as a rule. But he likes her reactions, and the way it smooths out her edges. It's worth it for that.

When he takes her leg it almost feels like she's floating for a moment. The wall becomes ever more important and she steadies herself, intent on making it through this.

His tongue is still doing magical things to her and although she's somewhat used to the presence of his fingers by now, it doesn't make their affect any less. If she's too sensitized, she doesn't know it because she's starting to feel that warmth gathering again.

Jim scratches his fingernails up the inside of her thigh, looks up to watch her as he spreads her open and stops teasing. His tongue flickers, the tip fast and light over her exposed clit. He slows only only to lick around the sides with a slower stroke, pulsing his fingers inside her before firming them up and pushing her along, hand and mouth in tandem to get what he wants out of her.

Tess gasps as he changes pace, trying her damnedest to keep up. It's a difficult task as once again, there's all too much to pay attention to when all she wants to focus on is the heat inside her.

But she does like being overwhelmed. She does her best work then.

It's not much longer until she explodes inside once more. Her breaths come out in little huffs, her hand beating a rhythm against the wall.

"Oh, god, yes."

Jim chuckles quietly and withdraws, sitting back on his heels and wiping his mouth off on his forearm. He keeps a hand on the outside of the knee over his shoulder, but otherwise leaves her be and just watches. Not for too long, though. He can't afford to start thinking.

She's still for a few minutes. Just breathing, sweating, coming down off that orgasm high.

"You're really good at that."

'I know.'

He sets her leg down and stands up in one smooth movement, putting a hand on her waist and his mouth on her neck.

'Bed.'

It doesn't matter to her that she's massaging an ego that really doesn't need it, she's just stating the truth. That was good.

And if he wants to be Mr. Bossy, he needs to let her be able to do what he asks. She slides her hands up to his chest, palms flat, then gently pushes him toward the bed.

"You have to cooperate too, you know.|

'Oh?'

He grins, cheeky as hell, but lets her push. Co-operating, see?

'I think I'm behaving very nicely.'

"You definitely are. It's much appreciated."

When they reach the bed she sits on the edge before pushing herself back a little. She smiles up at him.

"How do you want me?"

Good question. He looks down at her with pursed lips, then realises he doesn't have to decide right this second.

'Where do you keep your condoms?'

She nods toward the dresser behind him.

"Top drawer, left hand side."

Maybe he does have to decide right this second. Well, fine. He can always change his mind in a while.

He takes a condom and drops his shorts without ceremony, kicking them away to join the rest of his clothes by the door. He wants this, he does, but he can't help the feeling that he should want it more.

'Ride me for a bit?'

He spins it into a question at the last second, to make it less of an order. Though he doesn't think she'd object to a firmer hand too much. He climbs onto the bed and sits propped against the frame, ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth.

'I want to look at you.'

Tess doesn't expect wooing or even much of a flirtation. She knows full well that if Jim truly didn't want to be here, doing this with her, he'd have no qualms about leaving her high and not-so-dry.

"All right."

She straddles his legs while he puts the condom on and then shifts a little higher. Taking him in hand, she guides him to her entrance and then ever so slowly lowers herself onto him.

'Mm.'

Okay, that's good. Distracting. He smiles and holds her waist, letting her settle as she pleases, only leaning forward to nuzzle at her breasts.

'Nice to reacquaint myself with tits.'

He doesn't miss them when they're not at hand, but he's not going to pass up the opportunity to play with them. And these are particularly nice.

She smiles, starting a slow tempo to begin with, hands resting on her knees.

"You can enjoy them all you like."

Her head tilts, hair falling over her shoulder as her smile gets lazier.

Way ahead of her. His lips are already closing around one nipple, and fingertips around the other. He loops his free arm around her waist, no tension in it, letting her move with no direction from him. Slow is fine to begin with.

She works her way down deliberately, then clenches her muscles, almost pulling her way up his shaft. His mouth and hand draw soft moans out of her, her nipples growing hard with want.

That pulls...if not quite a sound out of him, definitely a long, slow exhalation. He tightens his hold around her for a second to show he likes it, and looks up at her to encourage her to do it again. She's smart; he figures that's enough of a hint. He's not going to take his mouth off her in the meantime, because those sounds she's making are good and help keep him focused.

Tess doesn't really need a hint; she plans to keep moving this way, until the pace needs to change. All she needed to hear was that noise from him to know she was going in the right direction.

Jim sits back to enjoy it, languid as anything, stroking idle fingers up her sides as he watches. He's in no hurry and is not that concerned about getting off anyway, though he likes the chances of it with her.

'Do I get to design the look of the moonbase, or do you just want me for the computers?'

This said as he licks the tips of his fingers, and returns attention to her nipple.

Her breathing is coming a little more rapidly now and she almost laughs, running a hand across his chest to rest on his shoulder.

"I want your help designing it all."

Is that what you wanted to hear, Jim? Does it help?

'Excellent. Let's go full 'Bond villain lair' on it. Unless you find me a volcano to do that on first.'

Shiny silver jumpsuits for all the staff! Lasers! It'll be awesome. Jim grins and strokes her inner thigh, watching the way she slides up and down him. It's a good visual, and there's a faint thread of tension in him because of her increased breath rate.

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