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[aintyourdad]

[ It's a little awkward, and a little messy, and his knees are protesting from kneeling on the floor so long, but fuck it, it's good anyway. The kiss is good, the way she feels is good, her labored breathing is good, her body coming down from the climax - very good.

This is easy - no need to talk about anything, no need to deal with feelings or whatever. Just letting Tess take the lead, take what she wants from him. Joel lets his free hand wander, down her neck, cupping her breast as they kiss. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[It's so good, the two of them crammed on one little couch, his mouth on hers, and her leaning into his touch. She reaches down to palm him through his jeans, the crux of her thumb stroking firmly along the ridge of his cock.

She just purrs at him:]

Nicely done, Texas.

[aintyourdad]

High praise.

[ He's long past the point of awkward fumbling with clothes - one good thing about getting older, at least. It's easy and comfortable, working open the buttons on her shirt, even as he shifts his hips into her touch, enjoying the way she teases. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[She chuckles, an easy smile drifting across her face as she continues to work him.]

I can lay it on thicker.

[God knows she likes dirty talk.]

[aintyourdad]

Mm, I know you're mouthy.

[ The way he says that makes it clear it's a compliment, at least in this context. He does go in for another kiss, though - not to shut her up, more to encourage her, rather. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[Tess gives him that kiss, harder but swift, and she barely pulls back at all to murmur, eyes locked on his:]

I can't wait to reward you for all the hard work you've been doin'.

[aintyourdad]

Is that so?

[ Her shirt tugged aside, he deftly unclasps her bra (Joel is rightly proud of this skill), and he smiles just a little as he presses closer. ]

What're you waiting for, then?

[dog_eat_dog]

For you to finish undressin' me, cowboy.

[She grins at him, happily tangled in what's left of her clothes, her hand still flush with the crotch of his jeans. She pops the button a second later and catches him in another kiss.]

[aintyourdad]

[ Joel huffs at that, but it's affectionate. Tess is a tease, and he likes that about her, or he wouldn't be here, doing this.

So he doesn't try to make her go any faster - ever the gentleman, letting the lady set the pace. He does pull back just enough to get his own shirt off - if his hair wasn't already mussed and sticking up in places from having her hands in it, well, he was already a lost cause.

He leans back down immediately, this time his mouth finding a nipple, sucking lightly while he parts her thighs again with his hand. ]

Want you.

[ His voice is low, gruff against her skin. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[She openly admires him as he sits back, her hazel eyes half-lidded and roving over him, and she reaches for his shoulders to run her hands down his arms as he comes back to her. She opens her thighs for him readily, hooking a foot around the back of one of his, pulling him to her.]

And I want you inside me. Hard–– [She rolls her hips up towards him, breath catching at his mouth on her breast.] And deep!

[aintyourdad]

[ Joel makes a low noise, deep in his chest, at that. One of want, and affirmation. ]

Yes, ma'am.

[ Pants finally out of the way, it's easy to line himself up, thrust inside her, a sharp push of his hips and a punched-out breath as he buries himself to the hilt. The couch creaks under them with the force of it. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[Tess breathes out sharply like it's been knocked out of her, and her toes curl as she stretches around his girth; it's exactly what she wanted and as fast as she wanted, and her next breath in is ragged, greedy.]

God, yes. Jesus, you're so fucking thick––

[aintyourdad]

[ Joel has no answer to that - not in words, anyway. Instead, his focus is entirely, completely, on her. On them. The way their bodies move together. He reaches one hand up to brace himself against the arm of the couch, give him the leverage he needs to fuck her the way she wants him to. His knees protest but that doesn't matter, not right now, not with how warm and wet she is around him, not with how her legs lock around his middle, the way she pulls him deeper into her. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[ Her grip on him with her legs is so tight she barely lets him pull out, desperate to have him there, right where she wants him, right where she wants them together. The way his cock strokes her insides, she can feel control slipping away –– it's all electric body tremors and her face flushed to her roots. All him.

When she comes, it feels like fireworks, euphoria from her fingertips to her toes, she says his name, loud and needy.

He is so, so good to her.]

[aintyourdad]

[ It's easy to lose himself in it, if only for a little while. In her. She's good, the way she clings to him, the way she sounds, saying his name, the way she tightens and pulses around him when she reaches her peak - Joel grunts his pleasure, keeps fucking her through it - he's close, too, though, and even as she's starting to come down from it, he groans low in his chest, pulling out and fisting his cock roughly, spilling between them with a shudder. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[She beams up at him, elated as he comes –– the hot spurt on her belly, the look on his face, the sounds pulled out of him. Her chest heaves, the whole of her sparkling. She eases up her grip on him, just enough to let him loose if he wants to be, and she scoots over a bit on the couch. It may be small, but they'll make do. She reaches towards him with both hands. C'mere, Texas.]

[aintyourdad]

[ He takes a couple of moments to catch his breath, eyes falling shut as he finds a rare moment of relaxation, of vulnerability. He shifts, letting Tess pull him in with another faint grunt. ]

This couch ain't gonna be comfortable much longer.

[ He's always the first to point out things like that. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[She chuckles, pressing a kiss to his temple and wrapping her arms around his neck. Coming down off her orgasm, she feels a shiver; pressed up against the warmth of him is delightful. Teasing:]

Well, I’m not carrying you to bed, Texas.

[aintyourdad]

[ Joel huffs a laugh against her skin, breathing in the smell of her, of him. ]

I'd like to see you try, sometime. Except you'd probably drop me and break my back.

[dog_eat_dog]

[She rubs a calf up and down the back of his, her voice veering playful:]

Is that a challenge?

[aintyourdad]

Christ, no. My tailbone takes enough beatings without you adding to it.

[ Joel huffs a little, almost a laugh. ]

[dog_eat_dog]

Mm. [She shifts, just enough to wrap her arms around him. Trapped.] Guess we're stuck here until you decide to do something about it, then.

[aintyourdad]

What a shame.

[ He huffs again. Whatever. He'll be stiff and sore. What else is new? ]

[dog_eat_dog]

[She grins lazily at him, a finger running over the back of his head, parting and ruffling his hair. It's slow, tender. She could lay here until her legs go numb.]

It's torture, right? I'm torturing you.

[aintyourdad]

[ Okay, the petting is nice. Sends tingles down his spine that relax him even further into the couch, as lumpy as it is. He breathes out, almost a sigh, skimming a hand over Tess’s ribcage lightly. ]

Yeah, the worst kind. The kind I won’t notice ‘till I try to get up in a couple of hours.