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[have_no_mercy]

Tess leads Jim upstairs to her room and shows him inside.

Hopefully, he's not looking to be impressed. As usual, her room is spartan with only the necessities in sight.

But really, the necessities are all they're going to need.

"Come on in."

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[have_no_mercy]

"Come on."

It's as much for both of them as it is just for him. She's close, so close, she can barely stand it.

[just_cant_lose]

'You-'

Oh fuck, it's good. He squeezes his eyes shut, breathing hard, grinding words out between deep groans. His hips snap relentlessly, letting her have it because he wants it.

'- - you first.'

[have_no_mercy]

And as if on command she comes hard, tensing up and enjoying the feeling of him riding thorough it.

"Fuck, yes."

It's barely done before the second wave hits and she lets out a loud moan.

"God, don't stop. Please--"

[just_cant_lose]

Fuck, right yeah. He's nodding, because his breath is trapped in his throat and he can't breathe properly; Christ, he loves it when they come, he loves it when they moan for him.

'Go on.'

He's not stopping. He can't stop.

[have_no_mercy]

Tess is doing a lot of moaning, his name coming out in breaths here and there. This one's lasting a little longer and her rhythm becomes erratic as she tries to coast through knowing he hasn't finished yet.

[just_cant_lose]

It's hearing his name that does it for him; that, and how she tightens up when she comes, grips him and moans, and he'd love to hold on a bit longer but fuck it, it feels too good. His head drops back and he lets out one more deep groan as she pushes back, just as he pushes forward, and everything is suddenly a searing line of pure pleasure that cuts him through the middle. He chokes on a small cry and his fingers dig into her skin, rocking hard as everything lets go.

[have_no_mercy]

His fingers are going to leave marks, not that she cares.

She keeps going, pushing back as he rides through his orgasm. Eventually, she can't do it anymore and she slowly stops, her weight braced on her folded arms in front of her.

[just_cant_lose]

He slows eventually too. At some point, he doesn't know when. Before she does maybe; it doesn't matter. He just knows it feels good, and his balls ache, and he's covered in sweat. Also, yes, his fingers are going to leave marks.

He lets go after he's pulled in a few long, deep breaths. He even makes an absent-minded gesture of rubbing over one hip, as if that would make the red marks look less angry. But then he just lets go and eases out, ties the condom off and bends down to lay one kiss on her back.

'That was good.'

Yep. Very good. He'll just be sprawling out on the bed now, ktnks.

[have_no_mercy]

Tess does the same, ever so slowly, and rolls over to lay on her back beside him. Her whole body aches and she's sure it'll only get worse in the coming days, but man, was it worth it.

"Good."

She huffs out a laugh.

"That's a word for it."

[just_cant_lose]

He grins, and makes an attempt to stretch that largely fails. Ugh, what is movement. He's even too washed out to look properly smug.

'And to think you nearly said no.'

Foolish, foolish woman.

[have_no_mercy]

She did, didn't she? Tess knows what she was thinking, and still sort of does, but she can't complain. Not a bit.

"Didn't take you long to convince me."

And it'll likely take him longer next time.

If there is a next time.

[just_cant_lose]

'And I expect I will again.'

That's a decision for future him, and not in the least bit relevant here and now. Here and now, all that matters is whether the rat brought him cigarettes, and if there's a drink on hand.

Not that he's getting up to check either of these things just yet. But they're on his mind.

[have_no_mercy]

"We'll see."

Tess isn't moving either and frankly, she doesn't give a damn about his cigarettes, but alcohol is tempting. She thinks she brought it in from the bathroom but she can't quite remember.

[just_cant_lose]

'After that, you say we'll see?'

Jesus.

'There's no pleasing some women. Oh! Except there is, because I just did.'

He pulls a face at her, then smiles - a bit sharply - and gets up to investigate the cigarette situation. And, hurrah! Yay for good service. He lights one as he crosses to the bathroom to dispose of the condom, wash his hands and find the scotch.

[have_no_mercy]

"Always a brat."

She's smiling, though, because yes, he just did and very, very well.

And he's going to search for the alcohol, bless his soul. Tess takes the opportunity to stretch out, no matter how tired and sore she may be. Chances are she'll be taking advantage of the jacuzzi later on.

[just_cant_lose]

'Always.'

What's the use of being mental if you can't behave exactly how you like?

Jim returns to the bed and arranges pillows against the headboard so he can lounge against them. He pours two large measures, holds one out to her, and then relaxes. Ahhhh, afterglow. With alcohol and a smoke. Decent.

'Come on, then. Tell me why you nearly said no. And don't tell me it's because I'm sixteen, because that's stupid and we both know it.'

[have_no_mercy]

Tess steals one pillow for herself and curls up beside him, taking her glass in one hand.

"Because you're sixteen and as much fun it is to give older you spontaneous new memories, I'm not entirely certain this is good for you."

[just_cant_lose]

'In what way?'

She's prevaricating over concern for him? Please.

[have_no_mercy]

"I have a brother not much older than you. If he was doing this with some older woman, I'd kill her."

Granted Conner and Jim are entirely different animals and dammit she wasn't supposed to bring Conner up.

She sips her drink and shakes her head.

"I don't know. You should be figuring out girls or boys your own age, not seducing women like me.

[just_cant_lose]

Jim blinks. This is the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard. Almost. One of them, anyway.

'Boys and girls my own age are boring, Tess.'

Conner, eh?

'I figured them out years ago. It's not like there's anything to figure out. Besides, I fuck them as well. They're just not very good at it.'

Does she think 'good for him' equates to relating to his peers? That's so stupid. He doesn't have any peers, and certainly none his own age. Apart from that one, but even he knows better than to go and introduce himself to him yet. Jim smokes, frowning, because he thought all this was obvious. If he could get satisfaction from kids in school, he probably wouldn't be the type of guy who needs to blow things up every now and again.

[have_no_mercy]

True, she knew pretty much all of that, but it still doesn't sit right with her.

"You shouldn't even know this much about sex at your age."

[just_cant_lose]

He stares at her.

And then starts to laugh.

'Are you joking? Or have you just lived an extraordinarily sheltered life?'

[have_no_mercy]

She tries to smile but it doesn't quite make it,

"My life was fairly sheltered when I was young. At sixteen all I was worried about was getting my Bachelor's."

[just_cant_lose]

'Right, well, you've obviously never been on a council estate in England, or Belfast, or Dublin. Kids spend their time taking drugs and having sex because there's nothing else to do. I'm not alone in knowing how to insert tab A into slot B, and move when it feels good. Christ, it's not difficult.'

Not even for idiots. Some of them are even passable at it, when they try.

'If you base everything off age, I probably shouldn't have been able to recite pi to a thousand places when I was six, and I wouldn't understand quantum mechanics, and I wouldn't-'

Know how to build bombs, or have a handful of dead bodies chalked up against his name.

He shakes his head.

'Sex is the most normal thing about me. I've been at it a long time. Holding it up as the barometer for normal is just stupid. And if you were doing a BA at sixteen, you should know that.'

[have_no_mercy]

"Maybe it's more that I wish you didn't know so much and I wasn't participating in that education."

Maybe she wishes he'd had a chance to be a normal kid. Goodness knows she wished she had.