"We'll figure shit out," he says, "and I'll take care of you, and fuck you so good after." There. That's all that really needs to be said about prom. If nothing else, he'll do a better job than Finn ever could.
She clearly hates that his fingers slip from her, but it's something that needs to be done [well, okay, he could just fuck her here, but she did say bed, and he doesn't trust himself to get her up the stairs quickly enough with his fingers plunged inside her body]. "Shhhhh," he murmurs, his tongue sliding along the shell of her ear as he soothes her. "Gonna take care of you. Upstairs, baby. Jersey's in the closet and I still wanna watch. Gonna lift the jersey, babe. You know how hot you look when you come? You're, like, the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen. Walk with me," and he shuffles her slowly toward the stairs, his hands gripping her hipbones, lips dropping kisses over the curve of her neck. "Come on."
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Date: 2011-11-13 07:04 pm (UTC)She clearly hates that his fingers slip from her, but it's something that needs to be done [well, okay, he could just fuck her here, but she did say bed, and he doesn't trust himself to get her up the stairs quickly enough with his fingers plunged inside her body]. "Shhhhh," he murmurs, his tongue sliding along the shell of her ear as he soothes her. "Gonna take care of you. Upstairs, baby. Jersey's in the closet and I still wanna watch. Gonna lift the jersey, babe. You know how hot you look when you come? You're, like, the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen. Walk with me," and he shuffles her slowly toward the stairs, his hands gripping her hipbones, lips dropping kisses over the curve of her neck. "Come on."