The Upper Office

[Mephistophelily]

*Finally finding breath, trying to find words. Ones not uttered by a lost lustful thing, ones found and used with an intent besides conveying awe and ache. But he just... won't... stop. It's impossible. I stumble to find them, shuddering at his trailing touch, groaning at his pinch.*

"It's... getting... warm in here again..."

*Not exactly the words I had hoped to find, but at least proving my mouth could listen to my brain. Maybe I should wait until both are functioning properly. The cold path of the ice kills the heat on my skin, but stirs back up the fire inside. He's not helping. Or maybe he is. Hard to really tell what's what... The cold drag of his tongue from inside chilled lips gives the answer. He's making it horribly better. I can only groan as he does it again, the concluding withdraw of his fingers pulling a slow gasp from me.*

"Wh... Mmph-"

*His hand claiming my tie, the silk guiding my chin upward to see his face as he stands before me. Resting at the edge of my chair, finding his fingers now resting on my lips. I lick. Taste. Me. From him. Another shudder.*

"I want to taste more...."

*As he explains the options, as he guides me to the floor, I try to listen. Try to understand the choices. That stare, the movement of his hands... It makes it hard to pick. But it's... right there. That makes it easier too. No verbal answer. Simply a leaning forward, lips taking against his length. Does this make it clear enough?*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Mmm."

*Her choice. As it were, since there is no answer to the question. Just the soft suck of her lips closing on my shaft, and the soft biting of my own lip to hide an early all to quiet groan.*

"Oooh. Mmm"

*I am not very successful or very prepared. No cushion, not even my shirt on her office floor, simply her knees on carpet, and the feel of her mouth closing, moving slowly across the sensitive head. Applying pressure, suction, and with eyes that declare just how wanting of this moment she is too. I've lied, and my hands touch her face, her cheeks, move her hair, and hold it, back in that artistic style, Chopsticks letting the hair fall flat from where it dragged against her chair. Her bucking motions. Now in my hand. Held soft and tight. The other hand clutching the desk, Leaning back against it so as not to fall. How quickly those tables can turn when you're with someone who takes your breath away in an instant.*

"Oh damn. Lily."

 

[Mephistophelily]

*My eyes close, tasting him. Keeping him in between my lips, wanting to taste every part I can. But at the same time, it's only fair to play as much as he has. A hand in my hair, a hand on the desk... my own leaving one on his thigh, the other reaching back to find some of the ice that was left out for his own little games. The cube drifts up as I draw and take, coaxing against his skin, pathing along to his sack. A cool drift, gliding along to oppose my warm mouth against him.*

"You need this too. And you know I like it..."

*Glancing up to him with a smile, popping the cube into my mouth, letting it melt a bit before taking him back. A cold bathing, wetness soaking him from both tongue and ice. Slick and cold. Deep, avoiding pushing the ice down my throat- but certainly letting him try. How wet can I get him? How much can I take? I open my mouth, just letting him fall free as the ice is found melted. I can see the water dripping from him...*

"Trade with me. Let me on the table. I want you to play... I'm going to take my bra off, and I want you to fuck them." A solemn stare up at him, slowly turning to a smirk. "Pull my tie when you're ready... and I'll be waiting."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

*Breath caught. Cold. The hot, then oh so cold. That feeling of melting water against, as her mouth slid, dripping gently, and then tight, oh so tight, and wet. the slish of water in her mouth, and the drip when it was released, gliding down my hot shaft until it sizzled against my heavy sac. So simple savage and quick, and I could hardly see straight against it. So hard I felt unbendable, unbreakable. But I knew that was false. It had happened before.*

*Her suggestion was sinful. Sweet, it was almost exactly what I wanted. Almost. A small tug of the tie, and Soon she could stand next to me, My hand on her body, naked but for that rumpled skirt and her ties. Standing next to me stripped but for boots.*

"It sounds like a lovely plan. If I didn't want to fuck you so badly."

*A smack, a ringing spank to soft sweet cheeks, and a tight grip into her hair. For just a moment I think she must have forgot, who I am. What I would want. I am behind her and my hand is on the at tie. Pulling her down, Over the desk, bent until those breasts now finally free of the white bra scratch against the desk blotter. Releasing the tie to grope her bottom, spank it gently a few times, before sinking deep inside her depths. A hand on her hips to steady, to pull her back, and allow me time. Power. Long slow thrusts. So tight.*

"But I have not forgot about those breasts of yours. They will be taken. I will have my enjoyment. And there will be ribbons. Pretty ribbons for you to wear."

*A small little yank of bundled hair as I lean over to growl those words in your ear. Fingers reaching to gently roll the nipple between them. Thrusts beginning to find speed. Hips hitting yours just hard enough to cause those breasts to swing.*

 

[Mephistophelily]

*Tie still in hand, he had me back up, seemingly liking the idea- until he smacked his palm against my flesh, a little yelp and jump coming from it. Of course he liked it... but he was a mixed bag. Growling as he gripped a hand into my hair and tugged the tie, I wriggled my hips back against him as he leaned down over me. My own hands reached out, clasping down against the desk as his grip released, the reflex little jump and whine coming from the added spanks, biting my lip.*

"You keep that up, we're going to have prrrrrrrrohhhhfuuuck..."

*He pressed in. I arched up, rocking back, following his guiding hand and tight grip in my hair. The back and forth draw, so slow and taunting, standing on my toes to keep across the desk as he pushed further. The reminder on his later plans told me exactly why he wanted to wait on my suggestion. Of course. How silly of me...*

"Perfect...."

*I can barely groan the word out, the harder thrusts and gripping fingers making it hard to even think. I don't want to think, I want to fuck. And he's giving that. Each forceful thrust lurching me forward, into his hand or to dance my breast across the table's surface. His pulling hand keeping my head upright, the deep moans rolling from me as I push back against him, the brace of my desk and the squeak of my fingertips trying to hold for dear life keeping us from finding the floor.*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Yes you are."

*Her breasts overflow my hands. Which is a feat in an of itself. Her body pushes back, even as she grips tightly just to hold on. And I meet her every bit as forceful, and every bit as hard as I think her desk will endure. The wet slap of our bodies, driven by the moans falling from her lips. We both need this. No matter how much I might want, to take her suggestion. No matter how much I might adore the idea of simply surrendering to the feel of her ample bosom, stroking and jerking my cock, until it explodes. We need this. More than almost anything else.*

*Hair tight in in my fist, Head titled back as my weight keeps her body down. My teeth on her neck. My growl in her ear. Mine. My gorgeous, beautiful boss. And my reward. Her body under mine, rolling back, meeting me thrust for thrust, her soft bottom slapping against my angular hips. Motion, rhythmic, primal, and pulsing. Each single sharp stab fed into her hot little pussy.*

"OOh fuck what. What will we need to do. If I keep this up? What needs to happen if I keep fucking you, bent on this desk, like you deserve."

*Fingers tighten to draw her up farther. Holding her tight as she is bent. Hand rubbing fervently at her clit while I pound her.*

"We don't need anything but this. To fuck, lost in lust, and passion, and to make you cum so hard you forget all your responsibilities for just one night. That's what we need. That and nothing else."

 

[Mephistophelily]

*Tease, terrible, horrible tease. Trying to make me remember what I was going to say. Twisting my words while he forces himself deeply, each thrust seeming to drive yet another thought from my mind. No concerns at all. No worries, no nothing. Simply holding on. Staying there. Enjoying. I can hear my heart pounding in my own ears as he pulls, crying out softly into the room's now-cooled air, eyes closed tightly as my body devours his length.*

"Don't make me think..."

*A whimpered beg, trying to shake my head, the cry coming back even louder as he creeps a hand between myself and the desk to tease. My legs are shaking once more, my whole body trembling. He's given me my responsibilities for tonight. I can handle those. I can keep up with those. Yes... I do want that. He's providing it. The ache is still there, the twisting longing and driving push inside that demands more. It forces me back against him, draws the deep growl from inside me, hisses the words of pleasure as I thrust even harder.*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

*Her bottom is red. Pale cheeks full of blush from the soft little slaps she's been given. Or is it the firm heavy spanks of his full palm. The alternating rhythm of hard and heavy pounding. Those simple drilling strokes, to satisfy needs. The few that exist.*

"GRrrr"

*I no longer have words for her. Simply the concentrated desire for her, and it's raw physical expression. Electric from my fingertips on her little clit. Elemental and primitive, Like waves smashing a shore from my hips. Clutching and dirty as I drape over her. Arm wrapped under hers. Holding the tie bearing her down. Tugging gently even against her throat. Mine. Teeth find her earlobe, and nip, then her neck, and bite. Feeling her pulse racing in my mouth. Feeling the desk shift ever so slightly on the carpet with every thrust. Pulling her up. Tight. And back. Then Away. A kiss claiming her lips. Lifting her. And taking her to the couch. Legs spread wide. And between them. Looking her eye to eye as I feed myself back into her hungry sex.*

"I didn't want to knock the desk over."

*And just like that I can't talk again.*

 

[Mephistophelily]

*Tugs and claimings, all so much, so hard to keep focused on what's going on- Teeth on flesh, snarls and growls, little sobs leaving me as I try to stay with him... I can barely keep my mind on anything except that- Wait... Moving?*

"Buh.... the- desk... I..."

*I can't be making much sense, but it's enough to get a point across. He's right back, quickly bringing back what has pushed me so far My legs fall to comply, to give him greater room- one foot resting heeled shoes on the floor, the other splayed up against the wall. My hands grasp out, digging nails into his back as I pull him close... or is drawing myself in? Can't think. New spot. New position. Not helping the whole thinking process.*

"Buh- To- Ohhh no, YES!"

*More along the lines of random words at first, but it's certainly back to ones with intent as my hips rock off from the leather, leaning up into him and biting into his shoulder. Silence the shriek. Quiet it down as his efforts force it through me, a second pass of bliss as I claim him tightly, both with my sex and with my hands, fingers digging into his skin, squealing little jolts of laughter into his flesh between howls.*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

*Nails and teeth bite, and I know I have my marks of pride. I know that their will be little trickles of blood on my shoulders, Hands go to her breasts and gently squeeze till her nipples, which are gently tugged. I can watch her breasts shake with each motion. Watch how the heavy perfect soft flesh wobbles on her chest every time I sink back into her hot folds. Her legs are splayed lewdly. her mouth is open but words cannot be formed. She looks nothing so much as well fucked, and she is never more pretty. Sweat drips from me, and falls burning onto her chest. Her heaving prefect breasts. A hand my hand is on her throat. Not tight but thick, heavy, and her ankle is in my hand. All those last controls stripped away, as I bear her to her back. Savagery and grace as my hips lose speed and simply gain power. Watching every inch of her try no move when I hammer home. When my hips bruisingly contact hers. Lips find hers, and I hear moans in my mouth. Through my body, like a sonically sent probe. I can feel fingernails in my back, and they spur me. I can feel her heart against mine, like two horses racing against time itself. Running on air as they chase the sun.*

"Oh fuck. Going to tug that tie soon Lily. Very soon."

 

[Mephistophelily]

*Its no longer little cries and laughter. Deep groans and shrieks, thankful for his pressing hand that brings me to the couch, the lips that bury down onto mine. Anchor. Yes, please, anchor me down so I don't lose it all. I've given up on control. I can no longer focus, simply clutch, cry, scream. Pulsing and demanding, trying so hard to find a way to- just-*

"Pull! PULL!!"

*I dont know why I scream it. But I am. His hands grasping leg and neck, there's not far I can go, but my body seems to feel it should be. Hips forcing away, hard, random, eager and slowly fading off as I try to clear away the haze of climax that steals my sight. Dizzying. Steals my breath.*

Fuck...
*just a whisper, growled into his ear*

 

[chronicle_tenko]

*More. More. That endless mantra. The relentless pace and press of animal lust. The tie in my hand, gripped tight, pulled tight. Her face next to mine. That single broken expletive, that knocks my knees to water. Her pussy gripping so tight I think I might leave my whole length inside her. I throb, and her body responds by rippling. pulling me in and milking. Trying it's best to make me release. To fill her. And fuck why am I resisting?*

*Other than what I want.*

* I stop, and feel. Let her body rush to mine, let her orgasm tack her, and run through us both. That shiver of released passion that shakes me from toe tip to forehead. A single sweat drop running salty into my mouth. My back a mess of scratches and sweat streaks. I kiss her eyes. her lips, her cheeks. Those perfect features I have been watching contort in pleasure for the last hours. This beauty, that I hardly deserve.*

"I want to feel your breasts now. I need to feel them on me."

*It is hard to extricate myself, to pull my cock from her grasping sex, while I watch her shiver. While I scream at myself for this. Leaving her bereft. Until I can kneel atop her. My hands on her breasts, squeezing them over my twitching shaft. Moaning loud as I crush her soft flesh around mine that is so hard. Thumbing her nipples when I give the first small thrust.*

"So good."

 

[Mephistophelily]

*he's out... But not gone. Slick from what we've done... What I left... He's on top, strong hands gripping and molding my breasts to his thickness, wrapped up and buried as he thrusts. Short testing motions at first, fingertips toying my nipples as he plays. A little purr leaves me as he pushes, my own hands reaching up to aide him. I can feel his heat, my wetness still on him. As his thrusts grow, my head leans down, my tongue catching him on upward thrusts*

"I want to make you happy, CT... Please...."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

*Too much, too close. Those small simple words. Please. I groan and I am sure she can feel me twitch. Sure she knows what's coming. What I lack even the time to warn her for. I stand the tie is in my hand and I then her head is angled. looking. Mouth open, and those words on her lips. Then I am.*

"Oh fuck. Ah."

*The first shot is hot and short, a single spurt that falls onto her tongue almost squarely. Then more. And powerful. The heavy arc of pent up need, splashing hotly from between her breasts. Across her neck and running to catch in the hollow of her throat, Splashing like mortar fire across her cheeks, napalm. Hot and sticky across her lips and mouth, dripping down her chin as I look into her eyes. Watch her watching me. I am above her and I can feel my body rocks. The best of me exploding across her breasts now. Splatters of my spunk dotting her pale breasts. Messy.*

"Oh god, but you're so beautiful."

*I have pulled her up, To sit, and myself to stand. Unsure of even how, her hands came upon me, how I came to be looking down to her, fresh streams across her forehead, and white hot in her hair. It looks like she was washed in a flowing river, and the last weak tremors take me as I gasp. I can see it drip. See her arm stop proffering her breasts to me. Sticky and covered as It falls from her chin, as the collected spray turns sticky across her.*

"Ohh. I made you messy. So pretty. You shine like that, when you're wearing the best of me."

 

[Mephistophelily]

* I felt it. He gave tiny warning. Brief, but there. Words exchanged earlier come to mind. 'I'll cum where I want'. And this is his. The first catches me offguard, waiting lips taking some that bursts from his hideaway, a flooding stream that spurts out and leaves me the warm reminder of him, lips partially painted, tip of tongue rewarded. I wonder if he knows, if I ever told him. Curious cravings of a hungry girl.*

"That's better..."
*Gently purred, a little added enjoyment of it as he rewards my efforts further, a masterpiece of thick cum with my skin as his canvas. My chest finds a new use. Palette.*

"If I hadn't wanted it, I wouldn't have asked."
*a smile at his comment on messes as I set on the couch, the warmth fading away. Its nothing unwanted. A gift and reminder from my dear friend.*
"Thank you."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"No. Thank you."

The weary shake of my head, the thought that if this was a contest she has won. Tired, I Rest my head on her thighs when I sink to a knee. There are no losers in acts like this though.

"I wanted to give it to you. And you deserved it, earned it."

*Keeping my eyes open is a challenge as I climb to the couch and embrace my Bosslady. Heedless of a mess, and wanting to hold her.*

"I'll clean up in the morning. Thank you Lily."

 

[Mephistophelily]

*pulls out her notebook to simply scribble thoughts*
You need to stop being so fucking weak. 14 years of avoiding that. All that work. All those promises.
And we almost gave up tonight. What if they saw you? How would you explain that?

This is to remind you.
Its not YOU to stop for. Its those two. Fuck what else is thought around us. It doesn't matter. Nor does it matter when you feel this way. Pain makes it better. Sometimes. But not to that extent.
They've seen enough. Don't fuck up and make them see something worse.

We need this written down. A reminder.
Yes. Life is a bitch, people can and always will be ignorant fuckheads. They see no qualms in making others feel like shit.
But those two do not.
So put it down and walk away. Take a too hot bath if we need it.

Its a reminder I'm doing right now. He's smiling. He doesnt care you fucked up. He wouldnt call you a bitch, a dumbass. He only sees you. Same with her.

Don't lose them, you fucking moron.