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felineofaveb (felineofaveb) wrote,
@ 2008-02-19 00:29:00

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Sometime in March, very late at night, on the subway back to Manhattan.

Adult content...

Mimi climbed awkwardly onto Roger's lap, not breaking the kiss. They were heading back to Manhattan, from Brooklyn, from a party. One of the girls at the club's boyfriend's brother or something. But it was kinda boring, so they left early.

She twined her fingers in his hair and groaned against his lips. Damn he was hot tonight. He'd worn the leather pants she'd found in his room, he said he used to wear them on stage. She'd convinced him it'd be worth his while dragging them out again.

It was kinda why the party had held little appeal. Far too many people and no nice spare rooms or even dark corners she could drag Roger into. Now, they were in the end carriage of the subway train, all alone. It wasn't exactly private, but Mimi really didn't care.

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ex_onesonggl717
2008-02-19 10:36 am UTC (link)

She was all kinds of horny as they'd left the party, it had been all he could do not to take her in the subway station, But it had not been empty and so they'd managed, scraping together enough money to get tickets home from Brooklyn.

He pulled her closer into him, her knees either side of his waist and still kissing him. He smiled against her lips and slid his hands up around her waist and under her suprisingly skimpy top

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felineofaveb
2008-02-19 12:10 pm UTC (link)

She hissed as his hands slid along her skin. God, it felt so good. The carriage rocked, and the movement made her wobble slightly. She squeezed her knees against his waist, trying to stay upright.

She moaned again, pulling back to catch her breath, clinging to him as the carriage swayed. A thought stuck her and she shifted her position slightly, moving so that when she was jostled by the movements, she was rubbing against him.

"Mmmm," she sighed, resting her forehead against his and running a hand along his side, down to his pants, running her finger along the leather.

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	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-20 12:01 am UTC (link)
	She was good, very good, Its the dancing he supposes. And she liked the leather, she really really liked the leather. He smirked as his fingers found her nipple, rubbing them between his fingers, his other hand tracing down her leg, as he pulled her into a kiss. "I really don't want to wait till we get home. Do you?" he asked her (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	felineofaveb 2008-02-20 12:12 am UTC (link)
	She arched into his touch and moaned again. Those fingers, they were amazing... She looked down at him with a smirk. "I've never been a patient girl," she murmured. She rocked against him again, sliding her hand down to his crotch, running her hand along the leather, brushing against the hardness she could feel underneath. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-21 05:42 pm UTC (link)
	"Thats good" he informed her his hand finding its way to her thigh and under her skirt "Never been a patient guy" he added delightedly finding she wasn't wearing anything under the skirt. The train pulled into a stop and he locked gaze with her, his hand grazing her thigh. Just watching her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

felineofaveb
2008-02-21 09:35 pm UTC (link)

She gave him a wicked look as his hand crept under her skirt. Her eyes flickered briefly to the platform, but it was empty.

Not that she would care if it wasn't. Actually, she was a little disappointed, but brushed it off.

He was looking at her, eyes boring into her with that intense look. She loved his eyes. She smiled, and leaned in to kiss him slowly, while her hand moved to lower his zipper.

She let her fingers dance along his cock for a few seconds, before kneeling to tug at his pants. He lifted his hips so she could pull them down his thighs.

She stroked his cock once, twice, before positioning herself and slowly lowering herself onto his length, just as the train started up again. She hissed as the movement caused her to rock against him, reaching for the pole beside her to steady herself as the rocking started up again.

"Fuck," she hissed, her other hand returning to his hair.

"You have the best ideas," she panted, settling into a comfortable position and letting the swaying of the carriage set the rhythm.

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ex_onesonggl717
2008-02-23 01:15 pm UTC (link)

She was fucking amazing, he really never thought he'd get this lucky. after April and everything he'd thought that was it, He'd started to let himself die, But Mimi, she was some kind of muse to him.

He'd even started writing again. She inspired him.

She settled herself on him and they settled into a rhythm, he ran his fingers down her back as he thrust into her never letting his eyes leave hers.

"Mimi" he groaned

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felineofaveb
2008-02-24 01:06 am UTC (link)

She gasped, she really liked the feel of his fingers on her back. Combined with the look in his eyes, it was almost enough to make her come straight away.

"Roger," she panted. She leaned forward, holding his gaze. She rocked against him, quickening the pace slightly and taking him deeper inside.

"Fuck," she hissed, pressing her forehead against his and smiling wickedly.

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	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-24 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	He loved her smile. The train continued, speeding through some stations, stopping at others but neither of them noticed. He was close, as ever Mimi Marquez knew exactly what she could do to him "Mimi" he groaned again and came with a few final thrusts into her and their eyes still locked (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

felineofaveb
2008-02-24 11:59 pm UTC (link)

She clung to him as she rode him, doing the little things she knew he liked. He was doing the same, and she could feel herself coming closer and closer.

"Fuck, Roger," she moaned as she came, leaning forward into him to keep her balance as her breathing returned to normal.

She giggled, suddenly realising something.

"Where are we?" she asked. She thought they'd stopped a few times, and wasn't entirely sure which part of New York they were under right now.

She sighed, and giggled again, resting her head against Roger's shoulder, not wanting to move yet. It didn't really matter, they'd find their way home either way.

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