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fic: all caught up in the flesh of a girl (r)
just a small mood pornlet, written with this song in mind. het, no fandom - rated r.
The round swell of her hips fits perfectly against his palms. It’s easy to pull her back against him, help her grind in time with the dirty, hot beat of the music. Her mouth is wet when she tips her head back against his shoulder and presses it to the underside of his jaw, and – god, he wants to fuck her right up against the speaker.
Her arm snakes around his neck, pulling him down until his chin is against her clavicle and he can see the button on the front of her jeans gleaming with red light every time she circles her hips forward.
Open it, she whispers, a hot exhale against his skin. Right now, here.
He doesn’t raise his head to check around them as he flips the top button through its hole and tugs down the tab of her zipper. No one cares about the two of them, dancing slow and heavy off in a dark corner of the floor.
She’s wearing cotton panties under her jeans. He slips his fingers down over them, feeling the way the tips of each catch against the fabric, and curves them between her thighs. She’s already wet and wanting, and she moans as soon as he presses against the hard bud of her clit through the soaked material.
Her hands are small but sure, slipping between their rocking bodies and undoing his own jeans. One of her shoulders at an awkward angle as she pulls him through the slit of his boxers and starts to stroke, but she doesn’t seem to notice or care. The first time her thumb rolls over the head of him, he turns his face into her neck, biting down to stifle the sound he makes.
She laughs at him, throaty and low – dark enough to send a shock of arousal skittering up his spine. Easy, tiger, she says, rocking her body to the rhythm of the music, pressing herself down onto his fingers. We’re just getting started.
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But yes, YUM. (I forgot to mention that).
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i need a moment. or seven. or a half hour.
*gives you cookies*
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Also? I think I'm in love with your taste in moosic. Where do you FIND all this stuff?
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And. Um, I'm not really sure? I download a lot of fanmixes, and I'm also a member of a few sharing communities, but I think it's mostly just luck. "HUH THAT LOOKS LIKE AN INTERESTING NAME *click*"
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dirtydancing now.your stuff always hits my kinks, whether its slash, fem or het. Something about the way you write and what you write. much love.