takecourage | (no subject)

Alex has never really understood Valentine's day but she's gone and got herself a boyfriend who's deeply, ridiculously romantic. For a few weeks now, she's been planning a response to Darlington's confession about wanting to be the one up on the stage.

She's sitting on the couch, wearing a pair of shorts and her corset, a pair of sleek black heels with ribbons wrapped around her ankles and up towards her knees. There's a riding crop across her thighs.

She waits.

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takecourage

She has to ride out a wave of arousal at the way he reacts - the way his muscles tighten, the sound he makes. She starts at the other shoulder this time, raking her nails down his skin, marvelling at how easily, how darkly, he marks.

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The next round brings a groan out of him, his back arching as he bows his head, the sting of the scratches rolling through him. Whatever marks she's leaving on him will fade in time, but Danny knows already he'll be thinking about exactly this for a long time after they've gone.

"Thank you, Alex." He can feel his cock twitch, something needy and uselessly desperate, and he swallows hard.

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takecourage

"You know what I want to hear, Danny," she says, softly, her hand dropping to fondle his ass, still red and welted, the scratch marks standing out clear against his skin. "What I need to hear..."

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The touch of her hand is as rough as her voice is soft, and the combination sends another low, rolling wave of arousal through him. His hands tremble along the bedframe. "I love you, Alex," he repeats, each word articulated with the remaining bits of his usual control. "And I want you to hurt me."

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She shifts and, this time, she rakes her nails down his chest, from his shoulder all the way down to his belly, one side to the other. She keeps her other hand on his ass, fondling and squeezing.

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"Fuck," he gasps out, twisting both into and away from the run of her nails and the fondling grip of her other hand. His fingers tighten on the bed, hard enough his knuckles go white for a moment. He's hard and aching and nearly out of his mind, and he loves all of it.

"That hurt more than the ones on my back. If you couldn't tell."

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takecourage

"I can tell," she says, still squeezing his ass. She shifts, reaching between his spread legs to fondle his balls, the other hand still on his ass. "You know what to say. If you want more...or if you want it to stop."

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He nods, a few strands of his hair falling across his forehead. When Alex fondles him, her slim fingers kneading his balls, there's a moment where it almost sends him over the edge entirely. He bites his lip hard, trying to maintain what remains of his control. He thinks about what he wants, what he needs, before he speaks again.

"Incorruptible," he says, though his hips still push into the touch of her hand. "That was...I'm done with the pain for tonight. I want to be done."

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takecourage

He uses his safeword and Alex immediately takes her hands away from him, gives him a moment to breathe. She bends her head and presses a kiss to his shoulder.

"What do you want to do next, babe?" She asks, her voice pitched softer than before.

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more_magic

Though he groans as Alex pulls her hands away, leaving him still hard, still needy, still on the edge, the reprieve is a welcome one. Danny lets go of the bed, rolling his head on his neck and flexing out the ache that had started to settle in his shoulders with how rigidly he'd tried to stay in position.

"It's not going to take much more for me to come," he says, turning his head towards her, a small smile on his face when he feels her kiss his shoulder. "Want me to jerk off for you, just like this? Blindfolded and kneeling, knowing what got me here?"

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takecourage

"That does sound perfect," she says, pressing another kiss against his shoulder. "I'll even let you come on me so you can enjoy cleaning up your mess."

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more_magic

"Please, Alex," he says almost as soon as she's suggested it, his stomach flipping--though not wholly unpleasantly--at the thought of cleaning up in the aftermath. She kisses him again, and he nods. "Where do you want it?"

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takecourage

"I'll give you a choice," she says. "On my tits or over the front of my panties. I haven't come yet, remember."

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more_magic

Danny does actually consider his options for a moment, even as he knows he's already aware of the answer. "On your panties," he says. He can hear the faint note of begging in his voice, and feel the way his cheeks heat at the shamelessness of it. "If you haven't come by the time I've finished...cleaning up, at least my mouth will already be right where you prefer it."

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takecourage

"Okay." Alex lies down on the bed, spreading her thighs wide. She lifts one leg, nudging him with her heel. "Suppose you can take the blindfold off. So you know where to aim. You can put it back on if you want to once you know what you're doing. Remind you how you got here."

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more_magic

The bed sways a little as Alex moves, but Danny stays as he is, patient and waiting; obedient in a way that sparks another low, smoldering bit of heat inside him. "Very practical," he says, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smile as she nudges at him with her heel. He tugs the blindfold up, blinking as he readjusts to the light and takes in the way Alex is spread out and lovely against the sheets.

"I don't deserve you, Stern," he murmurs, wrapping a hand around his cock and starting to stroke, rocking into the touch of his fingers. It won't take long, not after everything they've done already.

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takecourage

Alex idly fondles her tits through the silky fabric of the bustier she's wearing, legs spread wide and her hips slightly lifted.

"Blindfold back on," she reminds him.

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more_magic

"Right," he says, biting his lip at the reminder. With his free hand he pulls the tie back down over his eyes, and while it sits a little more crooked than it had before, the effect it has on him is still just as worthwhile. It takes barely any time at all, just a few more passes of his hand before he's coming with a groan, doing his best to keep himself aimed at the front of Alex's panties.

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takecourage

It barely takes any time at all before he comes, splashing across the lace of her panties, her bare thighs, her belly. Alex groans softly, arching her back.

"Now take that fucking blindfold off and clean up your mess."

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more_magic

He's spent and breathing a little hard, the sound of Alex's quiet groan still ringing in his ears, but when she commands him all he can do is obey. Danny pulls the blindfold off, dropping it carelessly on the bed as he takes in the sight of Alex lying there, her thighs and belly streaked with his come, beautifully obscene.

He's never done this before, cleaned up like this, but there's a lot that's occurred already that he hadn't ever expected; what's one thing more? Shuffling back on the bed, he bends, gazing up at her and hesitating for only a second before he runs his tongue along one of the splashes of come on her belly. The taste of it floods his mouth, and his head spins.

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takecourage

"That's it," murmurs Alex, spreading her legs a little wider. "You know where I need your mouth, Danny. Don't keep me waiting."

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more_magic

"I wouldn't dream of it," he murmurs against her skin, working his way steadily downwards until he's reached the sodden lace of her panties. With another soft, almost whining groan, he presses his mouth to the damp fabric, sucking and licking at her.

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takecourage

His mouth is hot and wet and perfect through her panties, not quite enough, not yet, but enough to push her closer. She pushes her fingers into his hair, pulling hard. "Make sure you get it all," she says. "These panties were expensive."

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more_magic

He doesn't stop to answer her, but as her fingers tug at his already-tousled hair, he groans. The touch is enough impetus to keep him focused on his task, his mouth moving from one streak to another, his tongue running against her panties until the only thing he can taste is her cunt.