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Another smirk that she can't see.

'Yeah.' Good. And he releases her, pushing her forward with a hand on the back of her neck and holding her there. Firm but not rough.

'Move then. I want to see you coming.'

"You got it, honey."

She picks up the pace, bracing her hands against the mattress so she can move that much faster.

Such a good girl, fuck sogood...

It's approximately thirty seconds before the increased speed has him gasping, watching her slide up and down his cock makes him so hard he can hardly take it, tensing with the arousal curling up into his belly and down his thighs.

'Ahhh yeah, s'good like this...'

He's stroking her tattoo slowly, almost absent-mindedly, enjoying the feel of the muscle working under her skin.

'Keep going, don't stop.'

Her breath catches slightly with each touch, and her head lolls back as she tries to remember to move and not just lose herself in sensation.

"I want--" She licks her lips, mouth gone dry. "I want to come, want you to make me come, please baby--"

'I will, don't worry.'

Right now he's concentrating on not coming first, taking a moment to think blank thoughts in his head. Difficult. Very difficult. But he does slide a hand over her thigh - leaving the other to scratch down the sword - and lays it between her legs, letting her movement rub against the heel of it but not helping her any more than that.

'Soon.'

She groans, her frustration obvious.

"And I'm a sadist..."

He laughs breathlessly and finds her clit with one finger, stroking it lightly.

'You got a long way to go to beat me on that front.'

The groan shifts into a whine.

"Says you."

Well, if she's going to be like that. Ramon snickers and takes his finger away from her clit.

'Yeah, says me.'

As if to prove it, he gives her a smack on the ass, coupled with another scratch of his nails down her tattoo.

'Move faster. Love the way you slip on my cock.'

She yelps and glances back over her shoulder to bare her teeth at him.

Two can play at that game--she slows down.

'...bitch.'

It's said affectionately.

She beams.

By way of thank you, she rolls her hips.

'C'moooooon,' he wheedles, through clenched teeth. Christ, she feels good.

'Keep going. You know you don't want to hold out on me.'

He moves his hands to grip her hips now, hoping to encourage her to shift.

She moves her hips again, a bit faster.

"But I thought you liked it when I tease."

And again.

'Nnnnnnyeah but not when I'm this hard.'

His head drops back to rest on the wall again, swallowing hard.

'Balls goin' to explode. Aches.'

"I suppose I could be kind..."

Bracing her hands one last time, she sets up a pace as steady and quick as she can manage.

'Good of you,' he says sarcastically, then doesn't say anything at all. His eyes fall shut and he's still trying to distance himself a bit, back to fingering her clit only this time it matches her rhythm, no fucking about.

's'good.'

She brings her hips further forward each time, rocking into his touch, as she moves a fraction faster.

He growls deep in his throat and flicks his fingers lightly, much faster than before.

'Quit playing.'

"Tryin' to," she gasps.

She growls--directed more at sore muscles than Ramon--and pushes herself to move faster and harder.

'That's it...that's it...'

She's got him groaning now, trying to help her along but it's difficult when one hand is busy trying to get her off. It's getting hard to care anyway because he can feel everything tightening through him and he's never going to last like this. Seeing her riding him is just too hot.

'You close or are we going to have to move?'

He is Considerate!

"Way too close," she says through gritted teeth.

"Come on, baby, come for me--"

'You first...you first...'

He catches himself just in time, almostalmostalmost, squeezing his eyes shut and clenching all over to hold it off.

...this will probably work for all of ten seconds, and he knows it.

She opens her mouth for a snappy retort, and then her breath catches.

She doesn't scream this time, but her whole body tenses and her mouth works silently at the ceiling as her head falls back. She rocks with the orgasm, hands twisting in the sheets.

The relief is overwhelming; it was so hard to hold back. He lets out a ragged sound as he spills into her, holding her tight and shoving up into her as far as he can, mind blanked out by the pleasure of release.