IC: With Dickie

[cursedhyacinth]

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[Jason nuzzles your neck.] Bedroom work for you?

Heh. Now that sounds promising... [Jason squirms off the couch and gets to zir feet, tugging you up by both hands.]

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[youlikethedick.livejournal.com]

Always. [He huffs a laugh, warm air puffing over your skin.]

But I always keep my promises, remember? [He winks, then drags the warm, wet flat of his tongue over your clit. When the long, slow lick is done, he presses his mouth to you and sucks.]

[cursedhyacinth.livejournal.com]

Starting to realize tha-- ah! [His retort melts into a sharp little cry when you lick him, then he sobs with need and his hands go back to tangling in your hair.] Fuck!

[youlikethedick.livejournal.com]

[He pulls back to blow over your flesh, then smirk at you.] I could do this all night. Get you off over and over again, until you pass out.

You can pull my hair all you want, by the way. [He winks.] I like a guy who's a little rough.

[He goes back to his work with gusto, licking and sucking, making wet, happy noises]

[cursedhyacinth.livejournal.com]

[Jason keeps making needy noises and rocks his hips slightly upward.]

[His fingers scratch lightly at your scalp.] D-- Dickie... ohgod...

[youlikethedick.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the delay. I was out of the country for a bit

[Dick groans against you and works his tongue. His hands slip down your thighs to cup your ass, lifting a bit, thumbs tickling at the tops and insides of your thighs.]