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Chapter 11: "Suds"
Suds. Hot water. Steam. The smell of soap. The sound of water against glass, against tile. The sound of the rushing water at the drain.
The sound of Brian Kinney's lips on mine. Again. The sound of our moans. The insatiable hunger that apparently just wouldn't die.
The feeling of heat. From the water, from the steam, from his hands on me. From his body pressing against mine.
And, the feeling of the cold glass. Against my back. Against my ass. Against the backs of my hands that he'd pinned over my head as he shoved me up against the wall.
Now, the feeling of Brian's mouth - tongue and lips and teeth - as he explored my neck. We moaned so loud it drowned out the water.
It hadn't taken long for it all to escalate. He'd offered his hand out to me, and I took it as I stepped into the shower after him. He started the water. It poured over both of us. He'd picked up the bar of soap from the ledge, looked me over once, then started rubbing it on my chest. He watched himself for a good minute, then looked up into my eyes. I'd barely taken a breath when he came forward and kissed me. With one hand he grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into a harder, louder kiss. With the other, he continued to soap me up, reaching down and running it over my stomach.
I wrapped my arms around him, my hands finding his strong shoulders. Though I'd been beyond exhausted late last night, I'd apparently gotten some really kickass sleep, because I felt completely ready to go again - and it was painfully obvious that so did he.
I bit his lip and sucked as I pulled it into my mouth, running my tongue along it, back and forth. Brian growled, dropped the soap, found my hands with his and then pushed me forward, pinning my arms above my head. And now, here we were.
He kissed and bit his way back up my neck and found my ear, biting down gently on my earlobe, flicking his tongue over it in his mouth. I moaned and fell back against the glass - luckily he was pinning me there with both his hands and his body. I heard a little growl escape from him in response.
His hips pressed harder against me. He was hard, so fucking hard. So was the wall, and his entire body. Everything was so goddamn hard. If I hadn't been in such heat, it would've been really fucking uncomfortable.
Brian lifted his mouth and hovered just above my ear. He breathed out forcefully, then, in his most gravelly, quiet voice, said, "You up for one more, princess?" And then he blew.
"Ohhh!" I cried. Motherfucker. My knees were buckling at that sensation. Brian chuckled devillishly and tightened his grip on my hands, pushing them harder against the wall, and pressed his weight into me.
His face was in front of mine now. He had his horny grin on, and I saw pearly white teeth. I could barely formulate thought, let alone a response, so I just kissed him instead. Though my whole body was screaming for him to.
He kissed me back a few times, then paused. "Is that a yes?" he whispered. He really was trying to be careful with me. In all of his toughness, that was pretty damn sweet.
"Yes," I whispered back. I grinded my hips against him, the suds helping the motion. I rocked my hips up and down along most of the length of his cock, stopping just before I reached the tip.
Brian's eyes rolled back before he closed them, biting his lip. He released his grip on my hands, grabbed my chin and gave me a hard kiss. When he pulled back he looked me deep in the eyes for a second. The fire burned between us. It was almost as if he was searching me to try to figure out why it was there at all. As if something he'd find in my eyes would explain it away. The reason for our lust. But I had no answers for him. I had no clue of my own.
So he reached over and grabbed a condom from the ledge - surely the only man who kept a supply of condoms in his goddamn shower. He put it on and tossed the wrapper to the side, and the water swept it along to the drain, where it remained.
He was kissing me again, his hands running over the sides of my face. My arms were wrapped around him tightly, pulling him to me.
Brian broke our kiss, slid his hands quickly down along my back to my ass, then lifted me up, pressing my back hard against the glass as he moved forward to hold me there with his body. I groaned as my skin collided with the cold surface. Brian looked me in the eyes as I wrapped my legs around his waist, crossing them. He followed my movements and thrust his pelvis forward, burying himself in me. We both groaned.
"There, now that's a good girl..." he growled, licking his lips as he started to rock my hips.
"Ohhh...fuckkk..." I moaned. I just couldn't with him. He was so goddamn sexy and he made me so weak and I couldn't explain it. It drove me all the crazier and made me want to fuck him even more.
He brought one hand under my ass for support, and with the other, pinned my hands behind my head. And his cock slid into me deeper and deeper. And the heat rose from my groin to my chest, taking me over.
"Fuck me, Brian," I growled, biting down onto my lip.
His mouth was hanging open as he was breathing, and he leaned forward and licked my mouth. It was so hot, I was so hot, that I squeezed my muscles around him.
With a deep groan, he trust into me, hard. My ass smacked against the glass.
"As you wish," he growled at me, through his clenched teeth.
And fuck me, he did.
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~Don't you see that you still have your powers? All of your powers! And you always will. You will always be young and you will always be beautiful. You're Brian Kinney, FFS!~
Me: "Ted, you're my favorite!"
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