[ fortunately, archie has one less parent to worry about in terms of them being discovered, hoping that maybe his dad's past band days would suffice to muffle further the dead sleep he fell into, regardless. archie had been sneaking out for years now, only caught when he was meant to be somewhere he never turned up.
once he's gotten her back into an angle suitable for the both of them, fingers ravel around the bone of her hip once more, using his clutch to prop her up onto her toes slightly, allowing him that littlest bit deeper as he withdraws, giving a full thrust forward again.
he closes his eyes to the velvet feel of her, the way she talks to him, kneading at her shoulder while hissing in a breath. ] Fuck, babe- yeah.
[ not the most intelligible response, but it's something, leaning himself back a bit to watch his cock disappear within her, pulling her hips back with each hit as he sets a steady pace. ]
[ she can feel a knot forming in her stomach, especially when he pulls her up, onto her toes. it felt good before, but that high pitched moan indicates that he's onto something here, finding the right angle for them both. ]
Yeah, yeah – that's it. [ her legs are strong but perhaps not stretched enough to sustain this position for too long. still, each sting is worth it. she pants heavily, almost matching the pace he's set for them both. it's still quiet despite both their noises and mumblings and she can hear skin meet skin behind her. ]
[ he can feel the trembling of her limbs, the faint quiver of her thighs each time he thrusts forward, and it only serves to make that clutch at her hip all the tighter. he'll support her if need be, feeding into the way octave slips higher within her moan; he's always sought to please, and any indication that he'd hit up against a favored spot meant he fell into all the more studious a drive. ] Always so tight for me.
[ the groan that ripples from his throat is dirty, teeth clenching together in attempts to quiet himself as she goads him for the opposite; god, he wishes he could vocalize exactly what it was she did to him. wishes he could hear all those sweet little sounds he knew he could pull from her; the exertion behind panted breaths comes more from the effort to stay hushed than anything else, hand at her shoulder instead raveling around the thick braid draped across her spine, pulling just enough to tip her head back, make that angle of her back all the more pronounced.
he picks up his pace, the smacks of her ass against his thighs becoming all the more pronounced. ] -can't get enough of you, Harper. Shit, always thinking about this... [ a hissed breath, a single jar forward a bit rougher in response to the throb in the lower of his abdomen. ] How good you look, taking me.
[ there is a mild sting that comes with the pull of her hair because he doesn't pull hard, just enough to guide her head back. again, she does so without hesitation, even moaning at the sensation. this isn't as tender as their past fucks but she thinks she likes this new direction for the evening.
always thinking about this – her lips curl when she hears those words just over the loud beating of her heart in her ears. always thinking about her, she supposes. just like she thinks about him way too much to be normal. ]
Loverboy... [ but she can't speak now, not when he's gone faster, not when the sound of his voice wraps around her like a blanket. ]
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once he's gotten her back into an angle suitable for the both of them, fingers ravel around the bone of her hip once more, using his clutch to prop her up onto her toes slightly, allowing him that littlest bit deeper as he withdraws, giving a full thrust forward again.
he closes his eyes to the velvet feel of her, the way she talks to him, kneading at her shoulder while hissing in a breath. ] Fuck, babe- yeah.
[ not the most intelligible response, but it's something, leaning himself back a bit to watch his cock disappear within her, pulling her hips back with each hit as he sets a steady pace. ]
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[ she can feel a knot forming in her stomach, especially when he pulls her up, onto her toes. it felt good before, but that high pitched moan indicates that he's onto something here, finding the right angle for them both. ]
Yeah, yeah – that's it. [ her legs are strong but perhaps not stretched enough to sustain this position for too long. still, each sting is worth it. she pants heavily, almost matching the pace he's set for them both. it's still quiet despite both their noises and mumblings and she can hear skin meet skin behind her. ]
I wanna hear you, Archie.
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[ the groan that ripples from his throat is dirty, teeth clenching together in attempts to quiet himself as she goads him for the opposite; god, he wishes he could vocalize exactly what it was she did to him. wishes he could hear all those sweet little sounds he knew he could pull from her; the exertion behind panted breaths comes more from the effort to stay hushed than anything else, hand at her shoulder instead raveling around the thick braid draped across her spine, pulling just enough to tip her head back, make that angle of her back all the more pronounced.
he picks up his pace, the smacks of her ass against his thighs becoming all the more pronounced. ] -can't get enough of you, Harper. Shit, always thinking about this... [ a hissed breath, a single jar forward a bit rougher in response to the throb in the lower of his abdomen. ] How good you look, taking me.
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[ there is a mild sting that comes with the pull of her hair because he doesn't pull hard, just enough to guide her head back. again, she does so without hesitation, even moaning at the sensation. this isn't as tender as their past fucks but she thinks she likes this new direction for the evening.
always thinking about this – her lips curl when she hears those words just over the loud beating of her heart in her ears. always thinking about her, she supposes. just like she thinks about him way too much to be normal. ]
Loverboy... [ but she can't speak now, not when he's gone faster, not when the sound of his voice wraps around her like a blanket. ]