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[Justine gasps, as thrills of pleasure pulse through her. Her head swims and the sharp pinpricks of pain against her neck and at her wrists only heighten the sensations. It washes away all other feeling and allows her to drown in the euphoria of his touch.]

Connor. [She gasps his name as his hips continue to thrust. Their feels like electricity passing between them, sharp and overwhelming in all its wonderful sensations. He's inside of her and she feels it as keenly as if she'd been inside of him. Justine reaches for those sensations and accents them with her own pleasure, making it impossible to tell where one of the started and the other ends.]

Say my name. Connor!

[Her gasps are cut off as the heat thrilling through her begins to rise to a crescendo.]

[He pants against her skin as he nears climax, the pleasure coursing through the both of them almost too much to handle.]

Justine-

[He comes inside her with a gasp, fingers digging into her thigh hard enough to leave bruises later on. He keeps moving, riding it out, willing her to feel as good as he does through the Bond. His heart hammers in his chest, and he presses a needy kiss to her lips. His entire world is Justine right now. She's all he feels, hears, sees.]

[Her fingers sink into his shoulders as his pace and breath begins to quicken. A soft moan falls from her lips and she calls out his name, headless of who might have over heard them.

Her body tightens around him and her breath catches, choking her as her head swims and her vision darkens. Connor's mouth captures her own in a needy kiss and she returns it, breathless and yearning. She feels him inside of her and herself around him as if everything is doubled as his thrusts tease and prolong her release.]

Fuck.

[She gasps the word and breaks their kiss long enough to inhale, letting her vision focus on him. Her fingers rose from his shoulders and moved affectionately through his hair as she pulled him close, kissing him again.]

[He lets his hips slow as she kisses him again, and instead of pulling out he just lays on her as he is, wanting to stay inside her. He kisses back, rubbing his hand over her hip.]

I like the way that sounds when you say it.

[He kisses her neck.]

Say it again.

[She peers up at him through thick dark lashes, her breath exhaling in staggering uneven waves of heat.] Fuck. Connor. [She all but moans his name as his mouth trails fire down the smooth curve of her neck.]

You feel so good.

[She kisses his cheek and then his shoulder, whatever is in reach.]

I don't want to stop. I want more.

[Justine runs her fingers through his hair, teasing the ends until they're messy and out of place.]

I can go again if you want...

[He doesn't get tired, after all. He teases her, moving his hips slowly a few more times.]

Maybe if you ask nicely enough?

[He's learned to not bother fixing his hair after Justine has messed it up, so he just lets it fall in his face as he smirks at her.]

[Justine smiles, her lips slightly parted in breathless wonder at their entangled state. His breath is warm against her skin and delicate while, in contrast, his cock is hard and aching inside of her. He'd delved inside of her, reaching further into her heart than she thought possible.]

Mm. [She hums softly.] Pretty please?

[She looks up at him through long thick lashes as her tongue dances across her lips.]

We can do something new. Anything you want.

[Her hips rose and she gasps as she applies pressure to the sensitive nerves.]

Something new?

[He thinks on it, still slowly rocking his hips.]

What haven't we done yet? You can choose... I'm not really sure what there is.

[He's not as experienced as Justine, after all.]

[Justine gasps as he moves his hips, teasing the sensitive nerves within her. It's both a blessing and a curse that Connor is able to stay hard like this but it gives her an idea...]

There are many things. [She response breathlessly, her eyes looking up at him with a deep primal hunger.] Let me help you learn more.

I want you to explore me, find every place of pleasure but for as long as possible, you cannot let me orgasm. If I get to close you need to move on and find somewhere else and continue until I am begging you for release.

How does that sound?

[Connor studies her for a moment, then smiles.]

That sounds like fun.

[He pulls out slowly, and starts to kiss at her neck. He moves a hand up to her chest, teasing a nipple softly, before pinching it.]

Make sure you tell me how everything feels.

[Justine stifles a gasp as he slowly pulls out. The cool air is a stark contrast against the heat between her legs, sending a shiver of pleasure and need down her spine.

Oh, how she misses him already.]

I will.

I'll tell you everything.

[Her tongue wets her lips as his palm cups her breasts and teases its peak to a hard edge.] Use your mouth too. I love the way your tongue feels.

[Connor obliges, leaning in to suck gently at her other nipple, tongue tracing around it lightly. His tongue takes in useless information from the exchange, but he keeps going, until it's hard in his mouth. He pinches it with his lips, then starts to kiss down her stomach. He presses his lips to her hip, then down her inner thigh, nipping gently at the sensitive skin there.]

How is this?

[He says it before dragging his tongue up her thigh, eyes on hers and a slight smirk on his face.]

[Her pulse quickens and her chest begins to ache in the wake of his touch.

He is very good with his tongue.]

Ah-

[Her back arches and her thighs tremble beneath the heat of his tongue.]

Yes. That feels, very good.

[He's found one of the handful of spots that thoroughly teases her. Her entire body is already aching for him and they've only just started.]

[Connor hums to himself as he kisses back down between her legs, and curiously laps his tongue against the mess left behind from before. They really should clean up... but Connor wants to see Justine squirm. So he starts to lick and suck lightly at her clit, tongue soon slick and taking in information that he ignores once more.

His fingers trail down Justine's thigh, and he feels his cock twitch with want as he works. He can wait... but it'll be a test for them both.]

[Justine gasps for air as Connors tongue glides against the wet heat of her sex.

Her body twitches in response to each flick of his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves.] Oh. Connor.

Fuck.

[Her need mounts and she pushes it through their Bond letting Connor share in the torment he was so eagerly bestowing upon her. She wants him more than she wants to breathe but not yet.]

[Connor can't help the soft moan he lets out against her, his cock hardening further as Justine shares what he's doing to her. He keeps moving his tongue though, tracing shapes over her clit and shifting to slip a finger inside her. He's careful not to let her come this way, his movements slow enough to tease but still firm.

The Bond helps. As soon as he starts to feel it building up, he stops, pressing kisses to her thigh again instead while she cools down. And it's maddening, but at the same time the ache in his stomach is enjoyable.]

[Connor will find that moving his tongue in a figure eight overs her the perfect balance of stimulant and need. Each one warring for control over her as he devours her.

Her hips rise against his fingers, moving faster than he intended in greedy eager thrusts as soft mewling pleas fall from her lips. He's driving her insane. All thought and reason has drifted away, slipping through her fingers like sand. All that's left is fire, need and him. Connor has become her world and has complete command over her.]

No more. [She gasps, her thighs trembling from the pent up energy.] I need you inside of me.

Fuck me.

[Connor pulls his finger away, but gives Justine a smirk as he kisses her softly just once between the legs.]

You said you had to be begging for it...

[One swipe of his tongue against her clit is all he gives her, before he sits up and climbs over her. He reaches down to hold onto his cock, which has since started dripping in anticipation, and teases himself instead so that Justine can feel the slide of his thumb against the head but can do nothing about it.]

[Justine's back bows and she tugs against the tie holding her wrists above her head. Her body aches for him, as if he's set her on fire and left her there to burn.]

I am begging. [She gasps and her chest rises in exaggerated motions with each intake of air.] I need you inside of me.

[His thumb brushes against her and she shivers, pushing her hips as far forward as she can manage to feel the heat of his cock against her skin.] Please Connor. [Later she'll wonder why she thought this had been a good idea.]

[He bites his lip, looking down at her. She's pretty when she begs, makes pretty little noises. It makes him ache for her, and he can feel her frustration... it makes him all the more aroused.

He kisses her neck, nipping at the skin before dragging his tongue up to her ear and murmuring in it.]

Beg more.

[It'll make it so much better when he finally gives in, he thinks.]

Connor. [Her voice is higher now as desperation and need coils like a viper inside of her.] Please. [She tests the tie binding her to his bed but her efforts grow weaker with each passing second.]

Please Connor.

Fuck me.

[Justine's hips raise, her eyelids fluttering while her lips remain parted and her breath heavy.]

I need you. It has to be you.

[He watches her with dark eyes, finding he can't take it any more. He presses himself inside her again, and barely gives her time to adjust before he's thrusting hard, grabbing her thigh roughly and nipping at her neck again.]

Justine-

[He gasps her name by her ear, panting softly. He kisses below it, down her jawline, her throat and across her collarbone, and then to her shoulder. He would let his lips explore every inch of her this way if he could.]

[Justine chokes on a gasp when the tension finally snaps and Connor takes her. It's rough, hard, hunger fueling the hard buck of his hips and the eager rise of Justine's body to meet him and add to the force. Her voice rang louder, no longer caring about anything other than Connor and the pleasure of his touch.

It all happens so quickly.

Lights spark in her eyes as her orgasm presses hard against her senses. It isn't quick. Each thrust draws it out, teasing her body further with waves of overwhelming euphoric pleasure. Justine whimpers softly, her fingers digging into the tie as she sought to hold onto him and memorize the Ecstasy of the relief.]

[He keeps thrusting hard, feeling that she isn't done yet. Even as he comes inside her once more, he buries his face in her shoulder and keeps going. It's not like he can feel uncomfortable, after all.

He rides it out until he feels Justine's orgasm finally come to an end, and then he slows, moving his lips to hers and pressing them together in a light kiss. He reaches up to untie the fabric from around her wrists, and just holds her like that.]

[Justine gasps and sags gently against the bed as they both reach their climax. Her body is aching with the pleasant ebbing that had followed their release. Both sweet and fulfilling after everything that they had done.]

Oh Connor.

[She turns her head and presses a light kiss against his lips and then his cheek.]

I didn't know you could be so mean.

[It's incredibly hot.]

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