The Last Drop. The mention of that name brings about different memories and reminders, depending on who you're mentioning it to. A look of fondness or admiration, regret, or even glares of anger. Most just decided not to mention the past except in hushed whispers to trusted friends and allies. Most who would have supported Vander's ideals had fallen in line to Silco, begrudgingly so. Others wholeheartedly supported the new ideals without question.
Not to say that Silco didn't have plenty of people above the nobodies who hated him and wanted all the power instead of him, but that's entirely irrelevant to you. It's not something you care in the slightest to have an interest in. You were all in the same shit situation down here regardless of who happens to be in charge.
The past of this bar felt long a long distant memory to most in the Undercity. Today, ever since Silco took hold of the reins, it had become a den of shady deals, hushed whispers of anarchy, the place to go when you needed a fix. There were massive profits to be had from feeding vices, which was obviously recognized by Silco himself. One thing would always remain true, whether you were from the Undercity or from the world above it..
Everyone has a vice, no matter who they are. With Silco in charge, The Last Drop existed to feed whatever vice anyone happened to have. You were almost guaranteed to find something here to feed into your basest pleasures.
Not you, though. You were different from all the others. Your vice, it couldn't be bought or sold. Your vice was no drug. Nothing you could smoke or inject. No drink of choice that would burn your throat all the way down until it warms your belly, causing your cheeks to flush red. No, your vice is something else entirely. Something that others feared much more than drugs or alcohol. Something that none of them would ever touch or even attempt to do so. It certainly wasn't an option on the menu here.
Her.
You stood outside The Last Drop, pulling out the note that had been silently left by her on your bedside table in the middle of the night. She had a way of being.. A bit quirky, if nothing else. The drawing had pink and blue drawings of mechanical monkey faces, along with a few simple words and a small grease stain.
Beneath The Last Drop. Metal stairs. Tonight.
You placed it back in your coat pocket. Her way of showing her desire to open up to you was a bit odd, but that's how she was. You didn't mind. You knew she had been through a lot. A lot more than a person should have to suffer through. Although she hadn't told you in great detail, you could always see the pain and hurt behind her eyes. The way the voices in her head would seem to be so loud within her own mind. No matter how much she tried to hide it, you could see through the facade she put on for others. That facade always threatened to fall away when she was with you. She showed you, and only you, who she truly was. A woman full of great pain and sadness. She wasn't someone who needed to be fixed or cured. She was someone who just needed to be loved properly. You were more than happy to be that person for as long as she would allow you to be.
As you stared at the bar, basking in the growing green light, you took a moment to remember how your relationship with her began. At first, it seemed to frustrate her. The way that she struggled to maintain herself around you gave her a strong mixture of irritation and curiosity. She halfway avoided you for quite some time, although you happened to catch her a time or two keeping an eye on you from a distance. Or the few times she would accidentally bump into you.. Eventually though, she seemed to open up more and more to the idea of you and the feelings you gave her when you came around. You never pushed her to talk. Always a wonderful listener, you always let her take the reins of any conversation that you shared with her. Over time, she's gradually begun to be more herself around you. She would let herself get emotional or upset. You would just listen, always listen, and it was as if you could somehow understand what she was trying to say. Even when she didn't fully understand it herself, you always managed to.
Her way of thanking you was often a kiss on the cheek before she quickly and swiftly disappeared, or a small wind up gift she would make and leave by your bedside as you slept. Usually monkey themed, of course. Sometimes they would walk, sometimes they would have a music box placed inside to play a little tune. She always put her heart into how she thanked you.
You adored her. Just as she was. She didn't need to change. She just needed love and understanding.
As you walked toward the bar and stepped inside, the pounding of the music filled your ears. Glasses could barely be heard being moved around and touched together over all the noise. Everyone here was always loud and lively. The quietest parts of the room were the edge and corner booths, in which everyone always made their deals and shady, half hearted agreements. Those were the places where the most whispers would ever occur in this room. The rest of the place was the opposite. Everyone else laughed at the bar, or danced to the music in the center of the room. Punches were thrown quite often here, leading to people being kicked out. Eventually they'd almost always find their way back in though. Someone would really have to go to an extreme extent to be permanently banned from here, and the ones who did something bad enough to get to that point were usually found dead in the end. Drugs were used all throughout the bar without a care in the world. Smoke swirled throughout the air, almost heavy enough to make you choke on your breath. It made the room hazy and unclear, along with the flashing strobe lights.
You didn't bother looking around. You knew she wouldn't be here with all the noise and clatter, even if you didn't have the note she left for you. Having spent time with her in the amount of time that you have thus far, you knew better. She liked to be here only when everyone else was gone. When it was quiet. This wasn't your kind of scene, and it certainly wasn't hers either.
The large, brooding bartender watched as you stepped close to the bar, glaring at you. His gaze followed you closely. He was bald, covered in piercings and tattoos, keeping his arms crossed to give off an intimidating appearance. Seemingly, he knew why you were there. He nodded, motioning his head for you to go through the door back behind the bar. He didn't necessarily seem to care too much.. Until after you made it past. When you did, the bartender was suddenly bombarded by patrons of the bar. Some of the patrons were getting angry, frustrated. They somehow got the idea in their heads that you had the option of going back to Silco's office to talk to him directly without requesting it first. They wanted to talk to him, ask for favors, offer their services to him to earn his favor.
You didn't give a single shit about Silco. You wanted to see her.
You could hear the bartender cursing as the music began to fade away. His fists slammed loudly against the bar, causing a quick, momentary silence among the patrons.
"Fuck off, Silco ain't seein' anybody right now. Pack of fuckin' hyenas, all of ya. If he had any reason to need ya, then you wouldn't have to beg!" You could vaguely hear the disgruntled groans of the patrons before it all eventually began to fade away.
You walked straight past what you could tell was Silco's office. It was the only one that looked relatively nice, compared to the other doors in the same hallway that were more plain. Those people in the bar could never understand that you didn't care about him or what he wanted. The only reason he crossed your mind at all was because of how he treated her.
She deserved better than everything she's ever gotten in her life. He cared about her, in his own incredibly odd and unhealthy way. It was for his own selfish reasons though. You knew better than to say that to either of them, so you kept the thoughts inside about him when around Jinx. You knew it would trigger her.
As you continued walking down the hall past his office, the walls began to open up a bit more. Walls that were covered with wood or wallpaper were replaced with metal and tin. You found the metal steps that the note mentioned, seeing that they opened up into a large metal chasm. Somehow, it was mostly quiet here. All the noise from the bar was completely gone. There was only the humming of some mechanical fans that lined the walls.
Jinx had always taken her time to decorate every little thing she created or touched. This room was no exception. A pathway of metal stood before you, with no railing to prevent anything or anyone from falling off the edge and into the large metal chasm below. A large circular walkway stood in the center, a desk fashioned from more metal lining the entire piece. There were a few more walkways leading to dead ends with more of her things, but you were unfocused on those at the moment as you walked warily along the path.
It was a bit nerve wracking, walking along this metal path with nothing to prevent you from falling. If anything else, it showed how little she seemed to care for her own well being that she would make no effort to place any kind of railing on the edge.
She sat at the desk in the center, facing away from you. You could see the glow of her tools igniting and sparking as she worked on some mechanical pieces. You could see the heads of those little monkey bombs that you had come to recognize strewn about the desk next to her. She must have been creating more of them for something that would be happening soon. Her head bobbed, her blue braids dancing on her back as her music played. Purple and blue lights, as well as drawings of the same colors, adorned random parts of the whole area. She quickly heard your footsteps, turning her music down. She giggled as she stood up, removing her goggles and tossing them onto the table. One of her monkey bomb heads fell to the floor, but she seemed to pay it no mind.
She stood there with her hands behind her back, swaying playfully. You really came to adore her mannerisms and how she carried herself. Something about it was just so cute.
"No trouble finding me?" She asked, walking toward you slowly. Step by step, her hips swayed along with her braids. She was intoxicating to look at and watch. She moved with a gracefulness and smoothness that was difficult to look away from. Her eyes were always so expressive, so pretty and blue. They were bright and full when she saw you, different from the way they looked when she saw anybody else. You'd seen her angry, sad, frustrated, every emotion you could imagine. The way her eyes changed when she saw you though, it was something entirely unique.
"Not at all. Pretty self explanatory." You tell her. "Pretty sure I pissed off the bartender though." You mention, shrugging your shoulders. She groaned and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, he's just a big mean lug anyways. He's always mad!" She places her hands on her hips, pursing her lips. "He gets mad cuz I only come up there when they're closed. Don't like all the people and the noise." She hummed and shrugged her shoulders. "'Scuse me, big jerk." You smiled at her mannerisms, looking behind her to the pile of monkey bombs.
"Making more?" You asked her curiously, walking over to the forgotten head on the floor that had fallen when you arrived. Picking it up, you looked at it closely. She really went out of her way to put intricate detail into every little thing she did, and it never failed to fascinate you.
"Yeah, somethin' big in the works I guess." She says, tilting her head and smiling as you run your fingers across the monkey head. "Cute little guys, right?"
"They are very cute, yes." You say, sadness evident in your voice. It was hard to know she would be putting herself in another dangerous situation again soon.
"I know, I know." She groaned, as if understanding what your voice was implying. "You don't want me in danger. But I gotta be." She approaches you more closely, leaning down and looking up at you. "I'll be fine!"
"I'm worried one day that you won't be." You admit to her, sitting the monkey head down gently on the table. You feel her take a hold of your wrist, shaking her head.
"Not now. Not gonna talk about it. Not now. Wanna.." The shine in her eyes begins to quickly change. They began to fill with tears that she was now trying to hold back. She often switched between emotions very quickly, and you had learned to adapt to it. "Want you to meet some people." She tells you slowly, her gaze rapidly moving from you to the floor. Her head falls as she pulls you along with her by your wrist, leading you to a different part of the walkway than the one you entered from.
It was a small area, a dead end on the edge of one end of the metal walkway. It was lit up in blue and purple. A large, well made doll with spiked hair sat on the couch, resting back as if it were relaxing. Its head was downturned and its feet were up on the coffee table in front of it, as if it had fallen asleep there. Another doll was hanging next to it. It was much smaller in size, more rounded, and wore a pair of broken and busted up goggles.
Jinx brought you to the area, her eyes filling with tears and struggling to hold it all back. She was full of emotion about this, so you stayed quiet to let her handle it and talk about it in her own way. She squeezed your wrist before letting go, sitting on the metal floor with a light thud. She curled up like she always did when she was upset, pulling her knees to her chest and covering her mouth. She mumbled.
"Mylo and Claggor.." She kept her eyes on the dolls. You carefully sat down next to her, looking at the dolls with her. She seemed to have made them with great care and detail. "Mylo picked on me a lot." Jinx twitched her head a bit. "Powder could never do anything right, could she?"
"Powder?" You asked her. She remained still.
"Me. Who I used to be, anyway. She could never do anything right." She suddenly twitched again, covering her ears. "Shut up, I'm trying!" She growled at no one. "I only wanted to help!" She yelled again, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "Shut up, shut up.. She's dead now, so shut up!" She whimpered to herself. She kept her ears covered and closed her eyes. You carefully lifted your arm, gently wrapping it around her shoulder.
"Hey, it's okay.. I'm here." You whispered softly to her. She was shaking. You'd seen her have moments like this before, but still didn't know the full extent of what she was experiencing. You assumed it was hallucinations or memories popping back up into her head, but you never pried. Deep within your heart, you knew that she would tell you when she was ready and able to talk about it. The last thing she needed was another person pushing her.
"I never stop hearing voices." She admits to you as she lets you hold her. "I've never shown them to anyone before." She tells you, looking at her dolls once again. Even the dolls were made with great care, as everything was that she created by hand. She was so talented.
"Hey.." You begin to speak to her once again. "You don't have to-" She cuts you off.
"It's my fault they're dead. They live inside my head because I just wouldn't listen. Stupid, stupid Powder!" She grumbled, halfway smacking the side of her own head in frustration. You hated knowing she felt like this. She's held onto these feelings for such a long time now and is still having trouble letting them out.
"Jinx.." You say softly as you turn more toward her on the cold, metal floor. You wrap both of your arms around her this time from her side. "Stop. Don't make yourself upset. Thank you for showing me this. But you don't need to keep going." You remind her, letting her make the choice for herself. She sniffles, wrapping herself in your embrace more tightly. She rests her head on your chest, her body relaxing just a bit more as she closes her eyes and breathes in and out deeply. You can hear her occasional sniffles, as well as the light shivering and shaking she would do once every few moments.
"You understand me better than anyone else does." She says to you, still muffled by your chest.
"I don't really understand, I'll admit that. But, I'm always going to be patient with you, Jinx." You remind her.
"I know." She tells you. She sniffles a few more times before pulling away, her playful demeanor quickly returning. This was how she coped, and you were going to let her do what she needed to do to handle things. "Hey, lemme show you something else!" She quickly jumps up, pulling you up from the floor. She leads you by your wrist once again to a different side of the metal chasm. It was another dead end, but this area was a bit different. She had placed a railing alongside this part of the area. It was more dimly lit, with candles instead of her usual bright purple and blue lights. To be honest, it looked like a nest. It was built with a canopy overhead, and inside was a large spread of bedding and pillows. Blankets and plushies adorned the outside edge. It looked like an inviting, cozy area to sleep.
"This is nice, Jinx. Is this where you've been sleeping?" You asked curiously.
"Yes! But I made it bigger and safer, ya know? In case.." Her eyes darted toward a small box next to one of her plushies. It was unmistakable what it was. It was an outfit of your own that you quickly recognized. Along with leaving gifts at your place while you slept, she must have taken the opportunity to gather up some of your clothing as well.
"Is that..?" You began to ask. She approached you, waving her arms back and forth frantically as she tried to explain herself.
"I just grabbed it when I put that note on your nightstand! I figured, ya know, I mean, if you ever got sleepy or tired you could, stay here with.. Me? Maybe?" She continued to frantically rant, her cheeks flushing with a light pink hue. "I mean, you don't have to. I just thought the option might be nice? And the canopy closes, so we can have more privacy. I can get you some food from the bar too!" As she frantically spilled words from her lips, you couldn't help but smile.
She said it herself. You truly did understand her better than anyone else did.
"Jinx.." You whispered as you approached her, wrapping your arms around her. Your hands circled her slender waist, falling to her lower back. She always felt so small and delicate, even though you knew she was far from that. She was a tough warrior, in her strength of body as well as emotion. "It's okay. I understand. Relax. I'll stay with you tonight, if you want me to." Her eyes filled with emotion again, taking on a sweet innocence. She nodded, giving you a gentle smile. She silently pulled you into the little nest of bedding she had made, sitting down on the soft fabrics. She got onto her knees, reaching up to pull the strings holding the canopy open. It closed with a light flutter, giving the both of you a little more privacy than you felt like you had before in the wide open chasm. It felt like you were both alone, in your own little world in this little space together. She turned back around to face you, crawling close to you. Without much warning, she crawled into your lap without a word. She kicked off her shoes behind her as she crawled, then placed her hands on your shoulders to steady herself. She simply hugged you tightly. Her head rested on your shoulder as she kept her hands in place. You wrapped your arms around her slender waist, pulling her against you as much as you physically could.
Both of you simply enjoyed the moment for a long time. You rubbed her lower back, causing her to sigh happily as she enjoyed the feeling of your touch. She clearly felt safer in your arms than she did anywhere else in the world. You wanted her to have a place to not be afraid, to let things out and allow herself to just breathe for a while.
After that long moment of silence and peace, Jinx lifts her head from your shoulders. She looks at you with something new, something you'd never seen before in her eyes. They were sparkling, anticipation and other unclear emotions were raging inside of her. It was written all over her face. Instinctively, she pressed her body against yours even more, as if she couldn't get close enough to you.
"Sorry, I just.." She began to tell you as she squeezed you tightly. "Need this, you." She admits to you, rubbing her face into your shoulder and settling it in a cozy spot.
You couldn't control it. In that moment, you felt a twitch. Your cock reacted to her body. You tried to hold it back, but how could you? She was stunning, perfect, and she was sitting right in your lap, on top of you.
You've imagined something like this with her many times, although you've never pressured her for it. You waited until she was ready and willing to do it on her own. Now that she was, it felt a hundred times better than you could have ever imagined.
"Jinx, what's wrong?" You asked her. As much as you wanted her, you had to be sure with no doubts at all that you weren't misinterpreting or misunderstanding her body language. She kept looking down at you, eyes still swirling with emotions. Her face changes were always rapid. Excited, nervous, happy, sad, drained. It must have been incredibly tiring for her, flipping through all of her emotions with such quickness and intensity all the time. You let her know you were still there and continued to rub her lower back gently.
"Not wrong, not really." She whispers, her gaze darting down and back up to your eyes. You moved a hand to her cheek, holding her face. She melts into your hand, closing her eyes. "It's right, at least I think it is.." One of her hands reached up, gently taking a hold of your face as well. Her nails lightly touched your cheeks on each side as she gently squeezed them in her slender fingers. It was becoming too difficult not to react to her. Your cock grew harder, and you knew she could feel it pressing against her now as she still sat in your lap. She moved her hips just enough against you to make you feel her. To make you want her.
"Jinx, if you don't stop.. I can't control-" She cuts you off, squeezing your face just a bit more. Not nearly enough to hurt, no. It was a squeeze that told you that she was trying to open up. To tell you exactly what she was hoping for at this moment. What she truly needed and wanted. You could see the internal struggle in her eyes of trying to find the right words to say to you. She held her breath only for a moment, before leaning in close to whisper in your ear.
"Make the voices stop." She told you. It wasn't really a command, it felt more like a request. Even.. maybe a desperate plea. You could quiet everything going on within her mind. You were the one thing that could calm the whirlwind of emotion and overwhelming fire that threatened to consume her mind entirely.
You pulled her by her waist against your body as you crashed your lips into hers. Both of your tongues quickly began to dance with one another in a sloppy, wet embrace. She let out such soft and sweet sighs, it made you twitch even more with need for her. You needed to hear more as she fell into the heat of pleasure caused by your touch.
Her hips ground down into yours, as if she were trying her hardest to turn you into a mess of need for her. Or, maybe she was just that desperate for you too. Playfully, she uses her strength to push you down to the floor completely. Falling onto the blankets and pillows now beneath you, she giggles adorably, watching your eyes widen with fascination and desire.
"Lookin' nice and comfy there, handsome." She says as she carefully begins removing her top. Her fingers slipped beneath the fabric too slowly, teasing you. She begins to lift it up, letting her breasts fall free. They were enough to be a nice handful, perky too. Her nipples were already hard, made more so by the cool air around you both. The tent in your pants was becoming an aching annoyance at this point, standing at attention with desire to be with her. You begin to move your arms to touch her, but she stops you. She places your hands by the wrists back down to the blankets beneath you. "Not yet!" She tells you, smiling playfully. She begins to remove her pants too, somehow doing it smoothly and gracefully despite the awkward height of the canopy overhead. They get tossed in a forgotten pile off to the side with her shoes.
This was the first time you'd seen her body fully like this. Her blue cloud tattoos on her arms and side were fully visible to your eyes. Her skin was as pale as porcelain, and her waist was slender. She was fully shaved as well.
She took a hold of the waistband of your pants, her fingers curling to get a hold of your underwear along with them. She begins to pull them down slowly, carefully looking at your body. Her nails just barely raked across your skin as she did so, sending shivers down your spine. She noticed giving you a cheeky grin. It was her first time seeing you like this too, and she was just as excited as you were. She slowly pulls them all the way down, tossing them aside with her own clothes. You lift yourself up enough to pull your own shirt overhead, lying back down on the blankets. Sitting up just enough on some pillows to watch her, she giggles adorably, almost slithering her way down between your legs. She keeps her pretty blue eyes locked with yours, her slender fingers finding their way to wrap around your cock. Her touch was somehow so delicate and soft, completely enrapturing you. She chuckles as she tilts her head from side to side, looking at your cock as if she were trying to memorize it. She carefully leans forward, almost letting the tip touch her lips..
Before blowing air on it. You shivered, causing her to giggle even more.
"Jinx, come on.." You breathe out in a huff. She then suddenly presses it to her lips, licking and kissing the head. Shivers run down your spine as you watch her and uncontrollably let a groan escape from deep in your chest. Those blue eyes of hers were staying locked with yours to see every reaction that she coaxed out of you. You were mesmerized by her gaze as she began to take it all into her mouth as much as she could. She managed to let out little chuckles and smiles as she would pull away or take it further in. Her feet swung in the air, back and forth, while she bobbed up and down on your cock. Her long blue braids were strewn about the blankets around her. She controlled her gagging noises well, letting them be just loud enough for you to hear and enjoy.
Her hands made their way to your balls, carefully rubbing them and giving them just as much attention as she was giving your cock. You were completely unsure of how she was so good at this, but man.. You were lucky.
"Fuck, if you don't stop.." You began, your words trailing off as she pulled away with a small pop. She continued swinging her feet, tilting her head to one side. She pursed those adorable swollen lips of hers.
"I have a better place for it." She hurriedly states to you as she gets up, crawling on top of you. You had to admire the way she looked. She looked beautiful in any mood, any lighting, any outfit, including nothing at all. She was perfect. You knew she didn't think it, but you knew it more than anyone else in the world.
"You're perfect." You tell her, causing her to halt her movements on top of you. Her eyes change once again as she settles herself on your legs, naked and looking down at you. Her eyes had gone back to that hint of innocence, something sweet and precious. "You are to me." You reassure her. Her lip quivers before she shakes her head, shaking away the emotions.
"Be all sappy later!" She tells you, playfully slapping your chest. She didn't want to be consumed with sad or frustrating emotions right now. She wanted to be consumed with you and your touch, your presence. You were more than happy to oblige.
"I'm sorry." You chuckle as you smile up at her. You watch as she moves with grace, lifting her body up skillfully above your cock. She positions your cock herself with her own hand, right where you want it to be. She rubs the head against her slick folds, moaning softly as she feels how hard it is. She teases you by doing this over and over, letting you get just a small feeling of what it would be like to be inside of her. It already feels like heaven, waiting just directly above you. "Jinx, I don't know if I can keep handling the teasing." You admit to her, letting your thumb rub small circles on her hips as they rocked back and forth. She moved them fluidly, as if they were water themselves. Reaching behind her, you grab her ass and give it a gentle squeeze, causing her to let out a small squeal.
"Perv." She smiles.
"Well, duh. Look at you.." Half growling, you squeeze it again, hoping you can urge her to just sit down on your cock. It wasn't surprising that she was being a little tease. She brought one of her fingers up to her mouth, biting it to stifle a moan. Fuck, it was too cute. In that moment, you couldn't stand to resist her any longer. Taking your hands and placing them on her hips, you carefully begin pulling her down on your cock. Her insides envelop you like a warm blanket, making your body shiver in pleasure. A groan escapes your lips, as does a soft moan escapes hers. She fully sits down on your cock, a moan hitching in her throat as she feels how deep you are inside of her. She places both of her hands on your chest to steady herself.
"Oh.." Is all she can manage to say. You both relaxed for that moment, enjoying the sensation. You could feel her heart beating through her body, you could feel it when she squeezed herself around your cock. It was such intense pleasure that it was almost too much.
Almost.
"Take your time." You reassure her. "Move when you're-" She cuts you off, lifting herself up slowly to let her body then settle back down. She felt like velvet wrapping around you as she enveloped you, welcoming you into her body once again. She began moving up and down on her own, slowly and keeping a steady pace. Her hands continued to stay planted on your chest for leverage and assistance as she began bouncing up and down with ease on your cock. Reaching up, you took a hold of her breasts, kneading the supple flesh before gently pinching her nipples. She let out a small squeal, chuckling as she let you touch her where you wanted.
Boy.. did you most certainly do.
You took the opportunity to let your hands wander everywhere. All those places you've craved to touch for so long were now finally in your grasp, quite literally. You weren't going to waste a single moment of the opportunity. She wasted none of her time either, expertly moving her hips against yours as she looked into your eyes. She bit her lower lip, throwing her head back. It didn't take long for her to become more erratic with her movements, like she wasn't able to maintain her composure from the pleasure you were giving her. The feeling of her wrapped around you like this, her getting off on you like this, it was better than you could have ever imagined. Her moans began bordering on whimpers and whines as she rode you wildly, like you were a horse trying to buck her off. It was completely unhinged and erratic, wild just like she was.
"Fuck, Jinx.." You admired her beauty and uncontrolled madness as she rode you as she desired. She then leaned back on her arms, using her legs to expertly ride you that way. It gave you a beautiful view of her hips, stomach and breasts. Moving your hand along her inner thigh, you slowly ran it up until it came upon her now dripping wet pussy. Your thumb found her clit before you began rubbing small circles on it. She gasped, slowing the movements of her hips just enough to let you play with her. Her body began to shiver as you did so, small and subtle jerking movements, unable to be controlled by her, overtook her. You could feel her pussy clenching around your cock as her orgasm began to build within her body. Her stamina was outmatched as she showed no signs of slowing down above you.
You could feel your own orgasm growing close. As difficult as it was to stop, you didn't want it to end like this. Not yet. You slowed the movements of her hips yourself, making her curiously look back down at you. Partially because you weren't ready for it to end, yes. However, you wanted to take her in a different way. Just for a bit. As long as you've imagined having her writhing in pleasure beneath you, you were more than ready to finally truly see it.
"Jinx, let me." You tell her, holding her hips in place and keeping them steady. Both of you stared at each other for a bit, breathing still ragged and shaky from each of you. She seemed to understand as she slowly lifted her hips, letting your cock fall free. She quickly moved to lie down next to you. Just as quickly did you take your opportunity to climb on top of her.
She was somehow even more gorgeous like this. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure and desire as if she were in a daze. Her cheeks were flushed pink. She bit her lip, her lipstick smeared just enough to be a little messy upon her face.
She arched her back toward you, encouraging you to continue on with her. You happily obliged, wrapping your hands around her perfect waist. You quickly positioned yourself, becoming more frantic with need for her. You now knew how good it felt to be inside her, and you didn't want to go without feeling it even for a moment.
"Hurry.." She whispered, unable to help herself either. She needed you just as much as you needed her. It was the hottest thing you'd ever seen, her beneath you urging you to continue and take her as yours in the most intimate way humanly possible. You pressed the head of your cock against her hole, slowly pushing forward to let her envelop you once again. You groaned as she inhaled and sighed in pleasure. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling of you inside of her and memorizing every little detail of how it all felt to her. Opening her eyes once again, she wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling your face close to hers. She loved looking into your eyes, and that's exactly what she continued to do as you began to thrust in and out of her slick heat.
"Jinx.." You breathed out, feeling your body begin to shiver as you felt your orgasm growing closer. You couldn't help yourself, and you knew that you'd be unable to last much longer. Lifting your upper body back up away from her face, you began to thrust into her just a little faster. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she lifted her hips, letting you reach as deep as you physically could inside of her. Her pussy almost felt like it was trying to just suck you in and hold you there.
"Cum.." She groaned breathlessly. You weren't sure if she meant you, or herself. Regardless, reaching between her legs, you began to circle her clit once more with your thumb as you felt your own body beginning to reach its peak.
"You first." You teased her, grinning. She grinned back, teasingly squeezing herself around your cock as tightly as she could manage.
"No, you." She stated in response. It was a challenge then, but you were close to failing. Was it worth it to just let her win? Or give her a challenge?
Before you had too long to decide on the more fun and pleasurable option, she lifted her legs from around your body to rest them on your shoulders. With her amount of flexibility, she let you press her against the floor, your face now able to come close to hers once again. She grinned up at you, biting her lip to stifle her moans as you pressed yourself against her as much as her legs would allow. Her knees were practically right next to her head.
"Oh, fuck.." You began to falter seeing her and feeling her like this. You continued to rub her clit, feeling yourself get closer and closer. You tried to hold back, you wanted to see her to cum first..
But you couldn't hold back. Your orgasm washed over you in waves as you pumped your seed inside of her. But just as quickly as you came, she began to as well. Her slender fingers dug into the skin of your arm, just barely scratching your skin with her nails. Pleasure washed over her face as she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she felt her body come undone. She twitched beneath you, her hole tightening on your cock with each wave of the orgasm washed over her body. Her pussy milked your cock for all it was worth, working to pull out every single drop. It certainly won't be wasted..
As you both caught your breath, you stared into each other's eyes wordlessly. An intimate, half laugh escaped both of you at the same time. She watched your eyes as you let her legs come back down from their position on your shoulders.
"Quiet.." She whispered, her voice almost getting choked up. "It's quiet." She tells you. Her mind was silent, for once. Her face and eyes.. She didn't look consumed with guilt or anger or sadness. She was just existing, at this moment. Here, with you. In your embrace. It was a simple thing for her to say, but your heart clenched knowing how much the words truly meant to her.
You lie down next to her, pulling her into a gentle embrace. Both of you rested together, catching your breath and enjoying the soft hums of the fans just outside the canopy.
"I'm just gonna tell you again. You are perfect." You tell her once again, reminding her that you cared about her just the way she was. She gave you a playful, frustrated glare. "What? You said I could be sappy afterward." You remind her, turning her own words she had spoken earlier against her. She rolled her eyes, groaning as she sat up. Her slender fingers found their way to your knee, as she walked them up your thigh. Slowly, methodically, her look was replaced with a look of playfulness and anticipation.
"After one single round?" She asks you, as if she were bewildered. "Who exactly told you we were done?" She bit her lip, playfully giggling as she continued to walk her fingers up your body. She tilted her head like she always did, eventually reaching your chest. Moving herself up enough to kiss you, she pressed her lips to yours. This kiss was different. It wasn't as desperate and hungry as it was before. It was soft, gentle. It was loving, with all of each of your emotions pooled together to create a loving embrace in each other's arms. You wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into you more to deepen the kiss. Pulling back enough to speak, you smiled at her.
"I guess nobody told me that." You say, making her chuckle.
"I didn't think so." She says, shuffling herself around just a bit while thinking. Her eyes looked around the canopy for a few moments. She then rested her chin on her hands, a smile forming. "I have an idea." Chuckling, she begins to turn herself around. Climbing back on top of you, she places her head right at your cock, pushing her hips back toward your face. It was a breathtaking sight, the roundness of her ass and hips directly in front of your face, her pussy still red and soaked from before.. It was like heaven itself had been spread out right before your eyes.
"Perfect idea.." You breathed out, placing your hands on her cheeks. You pulled her hips closer to your face, making her giggle before you felt her fingers wrap around your cock. You shivered under her touch uncontrollably, stifling your own noises that threatened to escape from your lips with her taste. You licked her still soaking wet sweetness, savoring the taste of it. The smell, the taste, it was fueling your desire for her and causing your cock to twitch again. At the same time, she began to take your throbbing cock into her mouth once again, slowly bobbing up and down on your cock. Her tongue circled the head each time that she came back up, skillfully stimulating every part of your sensitive member. You moaned against her as you began flicking your tongue over her clit. She shivered and gasped in pleasure, pulling away from your cock just for a moment to moan. She quickly gathered herself though, bobbing up and down on your cock again with more motivation and vigor. You let your tongue move along her slit, memorizing the way she tasted. She was soaking, eventually beginning to drip down your lips and chin. It was addictive. Just like watching her move. Just like looking into her eyes. You couldn't get enough of it, of her. You made her whimper each time that you grabbed her hips and pulled her against your face, only encouraging you to pleasure her more and more. She pulled away with a little pop, breathing heavily and gripping your thighs.
"I can't.." She said breathlessly. "I need you again." Removing her body from yours, to your slight disappointment, she places herself on her hands and knees next to you. She arches her back beautifully, leaving her ass in the air just ready for your taking. The disappointment of no longer being able to taste her was quickly replaced with excitement and awe at the sight of her like this. Her arm covered the lower half of her face as she looked at you, her eyes shining as she waited for you. You quickly moved into position behind her, stopping just to take in the sight of her in this beautifully vulnerable position. Her hips were perfect to fit into your hands, her braids spread out across the blankets beneath the both of you. It was such a perfect, breathtaking sight to behold. You slowly placed your hands on her hips, rubbing them and making her ass jiggle. "Like what you see?" She chuckles, wiggling her hips a little on her own to tease you.
"Love, more like.." You whisper, still bewildered. It felt like she casted some kind of spell upon you, leaving you completely bewitched by her. Positioning yourself, you pressed the head of your cock against her hole. You had completely lost your self control at this point, and began to shove yourself back inside of her. She sighed happily, letting out a soft little moan as you easily sheathed yourself back into her, where your cock belonged. It enveloped you in warmth and wetness, giving you an uncontrollable shiver. It was completely unbelievable how good she felt.
"Move.." She stated, wiggling her ass once more. There were no arguments from you. You began to thrust in and out of her, the sound of light slaps of skin on skin filling the air inside of the canopy. "Faster.." She whimpered out, making you comply with no words. She used her hands to steady herself beneath you, pushing her hips back to meet each of your thrusts. The sounds of the slapping grew louder, as did the moans and whimpers from both of you. Her skin rippled each time that you made contact with one another. She used her flexibility to look back at you as you pounded into her, her face begging and pleading with you. "Will you fill me up?" She asked. You audibly moaned, seeing her ask you and plead with you to cum inside of her. Wanting nothing more in this moment, you moved faster and gripped her hips even harder. Quickly pounding into her more and more, you quickly grew closer and closer to cumming inside of her yet again. You knew your thrusts were growing more erratic and losing their steadiness as you grew more and more desperate to give her exactly what she wanted. Feeling your body grow stiff after a few more erratic thrusts, your cock exploded inside of her. You throbbed and thrusted a few more times, completely filling her up with your seed. She sighed, pressing her cheek against the blanket beneath her. You could see her biting her lip, smiling away as she enjoyed the feeling. Her eyes were closed, completely lost within the pleasure of you. You could feel her tightening around your cock over and over again, like she was trying to drain you completely dry of all of the essence that you had left within your body.
"That.. was incredible." You told her, gently rubbing her hips and admiring her. You could see it in her eyes that the voices no longer consumed her mind. The only thing she was worrying about at this moment was feeling good with you. Her voices were now an afterthought, a quiet problem to worry about later at another time. Now? There was only you.
"Couldn't agree more." She agreed. Staying just like that, she looked back at you, grinning. She didn't even look tired, not in the slightest. On her own, she began to back her hips up against you. "Wanna go again?"