The Academy

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Kaiju Academy, he was finally here. After all the talk about signing up to get tested, all the hour he put into Hunter construction, he finally grew the balls to sign up and get shipped out. Jake Trent, stepped off the bus into the Kansas sunlight with a squint. Here was hoping he could make some good out of himself.

Of course that only worked if he had bonding potential with one of the female cadets. That was how piloting a Hunter worked. Only a bonded, mated pair could work their minds together to control two sides of the giant robot equally. If the pilots were mismatched, then it fell apart and the mental strain either crippled or killed both pilots.

Dangerous work.

But it was mankind's only hope if they ever had a chance to stop the Kaiju attacks. Kaiju, the giant beasts that rose from the ocean like mammoth harbringers of destruction. In order to fight them back, we built giant humanoid machines called Hunters to fight the giants on their own level. Piloting took two people in perfect sync, over time we learned that a perfect sync could only be achievement by lovers who had a previous spark together.

Thus the first day of testing at Kaiju Academy. If people didn't have bond potential then it was a waste to try to train them, because no one was good enough to pilot a Hunter solo. However because women with great potential were much harder to come by, the military teachers at K.A. gave greater chance for a woman to find a bonding mate.

One such woman was already on the field awaiting a new set of gentlemen to make their attempts at sparking with her. She had gone longer than anyone ever had before her without a spark with a man. Most people wondered why she was still allowed to be enrolled, still be trained, when it was becoming obvious she was a waste of space. No one how good she tested, how powerful and skilled she seemed behind a simulated Hunter, if she couldn't bond with anyone she would never make it into the cockpit of a real Hunter taking down a real Kaiju.

Jake was lead with the other gentlemen from his bus, about twenty guys all together, to a field where seven girls were already lined up in full uniform. The military officer paced between the men and women as they faced each other at a lose form of attention.

"Gentlemen we thank you for volunteering today. With luck at least seven of you will spark with these women before you. With more luck one pair of you will go on to becoming Hunter pilots. God knows we can use you." The officer spun toward the ladies. "Ladies just like before you will examine each of these men to see if you get a spark from them. I know what we ask of you is hard, to force yourself to bond and mate with someone you have never even met and might not ever even like, it is a hard burden to bare. But I remind you all that without that bond, that mating, all of humanity will die. The last Kaiju attack hit Japan with a casualty estimate of 1.8 million. Next time it could be your hometown, your families."

He paused and turned to the men. "Gentlemen this is hard on you as well. Sparking your mind and body with someone can hurt. Make this as easy as possible, do not touch, speak, or even wink at the ladies trying to spark with you. If a spark happens we will know and will can proceed to the next step."

He made a motion with his hands and the ladies moved forward.

HE knew that six of the girls had a good chance of sparking. But the last one....this might be her last chance. Top of her class in every single area, determined, beautiful, strong, perfect in every way they could hope for....except she couldn't spark with anyone.

Last chance.

The girl behind the star of the class muttered, "Why are you even still trying. You can't spark with anyone bitch, about time you fucking quit and went home."

Jake stood at the end of the line and waited for a girl to try to spark with him. His left hand was starting to hurt really bad. Ever since that spark hammer exploded in his hand he had lost most function of his left hand, and the nerve damage almost constantly gave him pain. Luckily piloting a Hunter required his mind, not his hands. Still the sooner this was over, the sooner he could stick his hand in a bucket of ice.
 
Jessie Shaw had been through this meat market so many times she was sick of it. She had been at the Academy longer than anyone else and they had tried to pair her with every male who had been through the doors but to no avail. No-one sparked with her.

In testing she was off the chart, her reactions and instincts in the simulated fights were unrivaled and that alone was why they kept her on at Kaiju Academy. She was surly and unapproachable, a side effect of seeing so many good men and women come through the Academy and going to their deaths. Jessie had lost so many friends in the last few years that she had developed a hard shell around her heart. She knew she would be an excellent Hunter pilot and worked hard in training but the thought of connecting with another person on such an emotional level scared her beyond belief.

In her uniform with her long black hair tied up, all smart and presentable, Jessie mustered in the field with the other girls. She knew this was her last chance, if she didn't show a hint of spark with any of these guys, she'd be out on her ass. Jessie stood to attention and watched the guys file in to the field, praying that one of them would be the one to break through her barriers.

None of them stood out to her as they lined up and her heart started to sink. The officer laid out the expectations and motioned the girls forward. Jessie took a step towards the line of waiting men and heard the bitch behind her start to run her mouth, she hesitated for a second, deciding whether to face her or shrug it off. Impulse won out and she span on her heel, fury blazing in her eyes.

"You think you know? You think you have a clue what it's like to be here year after year and seeing everyone you've ever known killed doing a duty that you KNOW you should be doing? To have the only chance you have to defend your planet snatched away? I'm here for the right reasons. I can run rings around any of you and you know it." she snapped bitterly. The Academy had made it clear that she had this one last chance to spark.

Jessie turned around again, ignoring the look from the officer in charge and approached the line up. She walked down the line, stopping at each man, taking his hands in hers and looking into his eyes. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Her heart sank further with every failure.

She had started to doubt that the spark really existed. Maybe everyone else had faked it or maybe she was severely damaged as a person.

She was reaching the end of the line and almost in tears. She took the last guys hands and saw him flinch and wince with pain, great, he was wounded. Jessie looked into his eyes with dejection written all over her beautiful face when she felt a shock in her stomach and a tingle down her spine.

'Oh.' she said simply.
 
That spark was unlike any spark ever to cross through the Academy. When Jesse sparked with the man on the end of the line it was like a wave of energy raced through the campus. Everyone felt it, the sudden release of so much build up errupted in amazing fashion. Jake felt his whole body grow numb as ice for a moment before all sensation came back with a roaring heat.

He looked at the girl before him and felt a great sense of relief. Most of these gungho chicks were not the most attractive girls in the human gene pool. But this one, this girl holding his hands ever so gently because she saw that she had hurt him, she was stunning. Absolutely stunning, and in the moment of the spark he knew how strong she was. Her training, her potential had been shared with him and he knew she took nothing for granted. He could feel her relief that she had finally sparked with someone. Behind that relief was her fear that she actually had to go the rest of the way with him.

Out of nowhere the officer in charge stepped up next to them. "Thank fucking christ!" He cried. "A fucking spark finally. And what a spark, you two are going to be great defenders of our planet. Those Kaiju aren't going to know what fucking hit them."

"Bullshit Marhsall Fielding. Jessie has had all this time to spark with someone and never did. She should be removed from the academy. If it took this long to spark how long will it take for her to make a bond with this fucking guy? We don't have that kind of time." The bitch argued.

Fielding looked at Jessie and Jake. "Would you excuse me for just a moment please?" He asked polietly.

He moved around to the girl and asked, "What was your name again?"

"Ang...."

"BITCH!!!" Fielding screamed at her. "From now on your name is Bitch until otherwise stated by me. Everyone is to call you Bitch, you will introduce yourself to others as Bitch, and I will make sure everyone calls you a fucking twatsucking Bitch! We are here to save humanity, not make your bitch ass feel good about being an ugly fucking bitch. We decide who goes and when, so you just mind you fucking business, go back to the dorm and rub your pussy with some fucking sandpaper until you get the bitch out of you."

He glanced at the guy bitch had sparked with. "What's your name?"

"Chris sir." The guy said terrified.

"What's her name?"

Chris shook in his shoes. "I don't know yet sir."

"Yes you do! What did I just fucking say? What is her fucking name?"

"Bitch?"

Fielding cheered, "Thank god he has brain. You two are going to be a fucking embarassment to this school. Get out of my fucking sight."

When they were gone Fielding turned back to Jake and Jessie and smiled, "Now if you two wouldn't mind following me to my office please. We need to talk." His voice was calm and perfectly polite. He started walking off leaving them no choice but to follow him.
 
Jessie couldn't help but take some pleasure in seeing the bitch taken down. Marshall Fielding had had Jessie's back for some time, sticking up for her with the other officers and personally vouching for her to get this last chance. She could see the relief in his face now that she had sparked.

His take down of the woman now known as Bitch was fantastic, Jessie would have laughed if she weren't so well disciplined. It was a shame that she had sparked so quickly, Jessie would have appreciated her knowing the crushing failure of not sparking with anyone whilst desperately wanting to.

Her body was still numb from the spark, it had been more intense than she had ever expected and had left her feeling utterly elated. She was going to pilot a hunter! Jessie hoped beyond hope that this guy was going to be good. The spark had given her an insight into his mind for just a second and he seemed decent enough but raw, no training yet. She looked him over as they followed Marshall Fielding to his office.

Other than the injury to his hand, he seemed to be in good shape and good looking in a rugged kind of way, he looked like he'd seen some stuff and lived a bit rather than the wet behind the ears look that so many guys had around here. Jessie knew she wasn't bad looking herself so she hoped he would be happy with their arrangement.

As they walked, she smiled at him, gently with her dark eyes meeting his.

"Hi, I'm Jessie" she said by way of introduction.
 
Jake wasn't sure what he was supposed to expect when he showed up at the Academy today. Being lined up for a bunch of women like some piece of meat on a menu wasn't on the top of things he thought would happen. Not that it was a bad thing, after all he knew how the mental link worked in piloting a Hunter. He never thought about actually having to form a bond, and what forming that bond would entitle.

Jessie introduced herself softly as they followed the officer and Jake glanced at her. Tight ponytail, firm, fit little body, perky breasts and a beautiful face. Of all the girls he could have bonded with, this girl looked like a jackpot. He noticed that even as they walked she still held his right hand, maybe the fear of not being about to spark with anyone made her unwilling to let him go. After all, he was apparently the first and only person she ever sparked with before and it seemed like she had been trying for quite some time.

"I'm Jake." He told her with a smile.

They were led to a small office building pressed up against the main campus where classes and dorms were held. Fielding opened the door and ushered them inside, then moved quickly to his desk and sat down. The man took out a folder and pulled out a piece of paper with a list of names on it.

He glanced up, "Jake right?"

"Yes sir."

Fielding turned to his computer and typed up something. "You've been around the block it seems Jake. Hunter construction, design even. It says here that the Infinity Mark VI was your design."

"Yeah, I may have spiced it up a little."

"The Mark VI is the most successful Hunter unit ever built. With over 100 kills to this day and still the Kaiju haven't been able to adapt to the capability of that machine. It is extremely versitile." He turned to Jessie. "Of all the people to spark with, you choose extremely well Jessie."

Fielding leaned back in his seat and smiled, "Think of it. This man knows that Hunter better than anyone, what it can do, how it moves, how to execute with it. IF linked in that machine with you Jessie, the best combatant we've ever seen. The two of you could outright change the face of this war."

Jake glanced at Jessie, but couldn't get a read on what she was thinking. "IF I actually rode a Mark VI during action I could probably improve the machine even more. Hard to iron things out when you only get to see it on the outside." He explained.

Fielding shook his head, "Forget about that now. The most important thing to do now is to get that bond between you two formed. Unfortunately that can take time. Can I count on you two to do your best to try and bond?" He sighed, "I always feel like a fucking scumbag pimp when I ask people this, because I'm basically telling you two to go to the dorms and fuck each other sideways. For that...I'm sorry. I wish there was another way."

He steeled himself, "Never the less, you need to go have sex. Can you do that for the people of the world?"
 
Jessie had to look again at Jake as Marshall Fielding went through his credentials. This guy was responsible for the Mark VI? His brilliant design was the only thing keeping them all from total annihilation and he was willing to throw that genius away to pilot one. Jessie couldn't believe it, she had worked so hard, trained relentlessly and fought to be the best she could only to fail to spark again and again, now it had finally happened she felt she couldn't accept him in good conscience. She waited for her turn to speak.

"Sir, I'm afraid I must object. If Jake here is truly the one behind the innovations of the Mark VI, surely his time is better served designing and engineering new Hunters and not embarking on suicide missions. You know I don't say this lightly but is this the right decision?"

Fielding looked at her with surprise.

"Are you disobeying an order, Jessie? Is this your decision to make?" he demanded, a little ice in his voice.

"No sir, just my observation." Jessie stood her ground, she'd been around too long to be afraid of Fielding.

He turned to Jake. "I assume you're aware of the risks, the fatality rates of Hunter pilots and the frequency of attacks and knowing all that you're still willing to fight? Do you consider your work in Hunter design to be more important?"
 
Jake shook his head. "I cannot improve any designs from the outside sir. I need to pilot a Hunter for real to get a better understand of additional improvements." He held up his busted left hand and said, "Besides this limits my ability to model out things. My options to further help mankind lie in piloting."

He glanced at Jessie and smiled softly. "At least my co pilot is beautiful and talented." He told her with a smile.

Fielding nodded and turned to Jessie. "Still object Jessie?" He asked, "This is a great chance for you. Try not to look a gift horse in the mouth Jessie or you will end up with a broken neck." He put the papers back into the folder and stood up. "That is all I have for you. Congratulations to you both. Jessie take him back to your room and make him feel welcome. Dismissed both of you."
 
Jessie still felt uneasy about Jake's decision but she had discharged her moral obligation to object and that was what mattered. Ultimately, she wanted to fight and Jake was the only one she stood a hope of doing that with. His compliment had hit the mark as well but she was too much of a professional to blush or acknowledge it, it still made her feel warm inside and hopeful that they would bond.

She saluted Fielding and turned sharply on her heel. Gently, she reached for Jake's right hand, feeling a slight tremor as her fingers met his and led him out of the room, as they left she heard Fielding's comment.

"Good luck with that one, Jake."

Jessie took Jake to her room, much like military accommodation since the dawn of time it was sparse and economically furnished. The walls were blue and the carpet grey, a desk took up one corner of the room and a low bookcase sat next to it. Jessie's clothes hung in a plain wardrobe, the only thing unusual was the double bed in place of a single. The requirement to be intimate had ensured decent sized bed in place of the usual military bunks.

Now Jake had sparked with another pilot, he would be assigned a room of his own while they bonded and he commenced training, Kaiju Academy accepted the desire for personal space but encouraged pilots to share beds as often as possible.

Jessie had been preparing herself for this moment for some time, every time a new busload of candidates showed up she would prepare herself for the possibility of bringing a stranger back to her room and giving herself to them. She knew that the ice around her heart would have to melt if they were going to bond fully but she'd spent so long protecting herself from the pain of losing friends and family that it was going to be hard.

She sat on the bed and motioned for Jake to sit next to her.

"Awkward, huh?"
 
Jake looked around the barren room and chewed his lower lip. It was like he was back in college and a girl was bringing him back to her room for the first time. He felt like a geeky virgin again. Though he always knew how this worked, he didn't expect it to be so blatant and rushed feeling. He thought he would spend a little more casual time with his copilot rather than getting right to the dirty part.

She sat on the bed and mentioned the awkardness of it all.

Jake turned red and nodded moving over to her slowly. "I thought we wound at least date first or something. Maybe have lunch. You know? Never exected to be thrown into a room witha beautiful girl and told to go at it like animals in a zoo." He looked at her. "Are you okay with this?"
 
Jessie nodded, his repeated comments about her beauty were softening her up, in the hard world of Hunters and Kaijus, physical appearance was rarely commented on.

"I have to be, there isn't time to waste in getting pilots bonded and you need to be trained as soon as possible. Pilots are in high demand. It would be nice to take things slow and get to know each other properly but time is a luxury we don't have." She shrugged, somewhat sadly.

She reached up and let down her hair, it fell in soft black waves around her shoulders and down her back.

"At least we find each other attractive." Jessie smiled coyly to emphasise her clumsy compliment. "Would it help if we chatted a little first? Why don't you tell me more about yourself while I sort you out some ice for that hand." Jessie had felt the pain in his hand during the spark and something told her he needed ice. She opened a cupboard on her desk to reveal a small refrigerator, taking an ice cube tray out of it. She looked around for something suitable and found a bowl she kept her hair ties in and dumped them out before cracking the ice cubes into it.
 
Jake nodded and said, "Ice would be incredible thank you." He said. While Jessie began to fish around for ice and a bowl Jake spoke about his hometown getting destroyed. He didn't think he had any mental talent to become a pilot so he became an engineer to build Hunters. As it turned out his abikity to design was top notch.

Then a pipe explded and tore his hand apart. It rendered him unable to continue his work and left him with little other options. Low end jobs where he didn't need his hand. Or become a pilot. So he choose the option of trying to become a pilot.

"So far it paired me up with a beautiful girl. So I don't know if I have any right to complain." He said wincing as he lowered his hand into the bowl of ice. "Oooohh that is what a need. My hand sucks so bad. I'm sorry "
 
Jessie sat back down on the bed, close enough that she wasn't avoiding contact but not so close as to be uncomfortable.

"Don't be sorry, we've all got our scars just some are more visible than others." she turned introspective for a quiet moment. "My parents were killed in the first Kaiju attack, I was only a kid. My aunt raised me but she didn't want me around. I knew I had to do something to help fight the Kaiju but I didn't know what I could do for the longest time. Then I saw female pilots were needed. I came here, I trained and worked hard but I never sparked with anyone. I've been here for 3 years waiting to spark."

Jessie spilled her guts in a way she'd never done before. She felt exposed and vulnerable, fiddled nervously with her fingers.

"Is your hand going to affect our, uh, bonding?"
 
Jake smiled at her concern for his hand. "It shouldn't. The hand may be fucked up but I promise you my penis works very well." He teased. Then shrugged, "Other than not being able to caress your wonderful body they way you truely deserve, I shouldn't have any trouble performing for you."

He sighed and thought for a second. "I did have a question about that though. If pilots are supposed to mate, does anyone use birth control or something? I mean I don't know if that is part of the bonding experience you know? To completel share yourself with your partner like that. I didn't exactly see Fielding shoving condoms at us."

He looked at her and saw her cheeks grow red. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to ask something so vulgar. Shit I'm dumb and I'm nervous."
 
Jessie laughed at his teasing, he was dragging the conversation back to where it needed to be. Time was ticking away.

"You were tested for any infection right?" and Jake confirmed he had. Jessie slid up her sleeve and showed him the scar from her contraceptive implant. "As long as we're both clean, this gives us all the protection we need. The Academy prefers skin on skin contact for optimum bonding." Jessie couldn't help but giggle a little, it was absurd that the Academy had a policy for this. They didn't want a bunch of pregnant pilots being taken out of action but they also knew that bonding was stronger when certain boundaries were crossed.

She moved a little closer to Jake, her thigh touching his now. "How does your hand feel now? Do you feel more comfortable?" she asked with genuine concern. Jessie knew they needed to move things along but she didn't want to push him. She took off her uniform shirt and threw it at the back of her chair, leaving her in a white vest that clung to her body.
 
Jake eyed her arm and felt her move closer to him. The side of her body pressing against him. The thought of taking her bareback excited him. He had never had sex without a condom before, so this experience would be incredibly new to him. He felt his shaft stiffen a bit in his pants. Especially as she shrugged herself out of her shirt and left herself in just her vest which clung to her body wonderfully.

He eyed her full lushous breasts in the outline they made in the fabric and felt his mouth water. Her body was fit and nimble, yet supple and soft at the same time. She asked him about his handand he lifted it from the ice.

"It is stiff." He said flexing it slowly. "But it will be okay. I'm getting kind of used to it after all this time." His voice was trembling. He couldn't belueve how nervous he with this girl he was supposed to be having sex with.

He gently stood up and swallowed. "I should um, get these shoes off. I don't want to dirty anything." He bent over and pulled off his shoes and socks, not realized that his bulge was right in front of her face, revealing to her that he was excited and hard for her.
 
Jessie took some amusement from his obvious arousal but she knew better than to laugh at him, she was just overly pleased that he was so ready for duty. She kicked off her own shoes and socks, getting the only unsexy parts of undressing out of the way. He stood back up from taking off his own shoes and Jessie grabbed the waist of his pants, pulling him in front of her. She unfastened his belt and pants while looking up at him, taking in his face.

Her hand dipped into his pants and pulled his hard cock out.

"Looks like your hand isn't the only thing that's stiff." Jessie winked at him.

Her hand worked up and down his shaft a few times while she watched his reactions, working out what he liked. She leaned forward slowly and took the tip of him into her warm mouth.
 
Jake was surprised at how brazen she was. The whole point of this was to start having sex and connecting on a physical level in order to connect on an emotional level. Yet still he expect at least a little bit of easing into it so to speak. He thought they could lay in her bed and make out of a while, gradually letting the heavy petting evolve into something more.

Or maybe he was simply being a fucking pussy.

Jessie knew what she was doing, that much was clear in how she grabbed him and took charge of him. Pulling his hips toward her, his hands quickly worked to open his pants and grab his excited phallus.

She teased him about being excited and he shrugged, "You are really hot." He assured her.

His eyes closed as she stroked him a bit, her hand was soft, yet firm and warm and she seemed to really know how to stroke a rod. Then her mouth opened and she sucked on the tip of his cock. That brought a gasp from his lips and he reached down to brush his fingers through her hair gently. Her tongue flicked across his mushroom tip and he shivered as pleasure shot through him.
 
The feel of his hand in her hair spurred Jessie on. She was prepared for this, it was awkward and a little demeaning but sitting around talking about it wasn't going to make it any better. Jessie was direct and to the point in most of her life, cutting out as much bullshit as she could and this was no different. They had to have sex and soon someone would be round to make sure that they had.

Her mouth worked his shaft expertly and she was more than pleased with his size as she drew him deeper and deeper into her mouth with one hand stroking the part of him she couldn't fit yet. Her free hand pushed his pants to the floor before taking his balls in her palm and massaging them. She kept her mouth wet and her tongue active as she pleasured him.

Jessie loved giving pleasure this way and felt herself growing slick between her legs and her nipples hardened under her shirt, poking out visibly through her bra and top. Her ample breasts were heaving as her breath deepened in anticipation.
 
Jake had never had a blowjob like this before. The way she sucked and caressed with her tongue, how she stroked with her hand the part of him that wasn't in her mouth, all of it added up to an incredible experience. For the first time Jake was getting a blowjob where he felt like she really wanted him to enjoy it, instead of just doing it because.

When her hand cupped his balls he nearly fell over. It made his knees grow weak and he let out a moan. He could feel his cock throbbing and he swore that he never felt himself get this hard before. Jessie was incredible. But if he didn't move, he was going to collapse.

Gently he stopped her, his cock slipping from her mouth with a string of her spit dripping from him. "Let me get on the bed, you're making my knees quake." He told her with a chuckle.

Quickly he stepped out of his pants and pulled off his shirt, becoming naked before her lustful gaze. She was so goregous it was maddening. He leaned in and kissed her quickly and sparks flew. His body tingled in a burst of power that blew the sensation of sparking away. His lips worked against hers, his tongue explored her mouth while tinglings of pleasure zapped him all over.

"Wow." He breathed against her lips.
 
Being with someone that you had sparked with was something else. Jessie felt a connection to Jake that was stronger than she had ever felt with anyone else and her body couldn't wait to find out how much deeper that could get.

He kissed her and she saw fireworks, her breath was taken away.

"Wow is right. Come closer." Jessie lay back on the bed, still fully dressed and watched his naked form as he came to lie next to her. He was in good shape and manly, Jessie liked the look of him a lot and made an appreciative noise in the back of her throat. She pulled him in for another kiss and was equally blown away, her tongue parted his lips and found his. She reached for his right hand and guided it under her top, her other hand sneaked back to his cock to stroke it.

They kissed passionately, utterly involved in the kiss and the frenzy of excitement. Jessie moaned wantonly as his hand touched her skin and writhed against him, urging him to undress her.
 
Jake propped himself over her, his hand running over her flat firm tummy. Her skin was like silk, smooth and soft under his touch. He wanted to feel her against him skin to skin. His hand worked her top up over her breasts, then he broke the kiss long enough to pull her top off and toss it somewhere.

Her hand stroked his cock gently, her slick spit made it nice and easy for her hand to slide back and forth along his length. Jake lifted off of her enough to get a look at her bra. Her breasts made his mouth water and he buried his face against her chest, licking and kissing the tops of her breasts.

His hand dropped down to her pants, fumbling with the button and fly to pop it open and push them down. "Clothes suck," He growled and sat up to forcibly pulled her pants and panties down. Her smooth mound looked like a delight and his cock jerked at the thought of being buried inside of her.

"Jessie, I think I might fuck you so hard your pussy will never forget what I feel like inside of it." He told her with a hungry voice.
 
Jessie gasped at his sexy threat, the way he was caressing and admiring her body mixed with the roughness of his undressing was making her seriously hot. Her body moved to press into his hand whenever it touched her, hungry for his skin on hers.

"Promises, promises." she said playfully before pulling him into another kiss, her hand still stroking his cock. Jake's body was pressed tightly against her and she rocked her hips a little, grinding against him with need. She was being careful of his bad hand but her desire and need were developing much faster than she had expected, the spark between them driving them on.

"Your cock is never going to want another pussy after you've been inside me." her voice was low and filled with lust.
 
Jake smiled as he hovered over her, "Promises, promises," he teased back at her own claim. He scooped his hand under her body and he flipped them over, he flopped down onto his back landed heavy with Jessie on top of him. His hands worked behind her back trying to pop the clasp of her bra, but it was one of those squeeze clasps and he didn't have the strength in his hand to pop it open.

HE grunted as pain shot through his hand, but what was unexpected was that JEssie's body jerked at the same instant. Did she feel the pain too? He looked up at her and frowned a little, "Sorry, my hand is too fucked to do the bra thing." He laughed a little, "Bras! My Kryptonite!" He growled in fake anger.
 
Jessie winced as a jolt of pain raced up her left arm. She looked at Jake with mute shock for a moment, could they be this closely bonded already? She shrugged it off and smiled at his mock anger, lifting his injured hand to her lips and planting a soft kiss on the back of his fingers, with her other hand she snapped off her bra and pulled it off, exposing her full, pert breasts. Jessie took his painful hand and placed it gently on her breast, as if for safekeeping.

'Poor hand, let it rest somewhere nice.'

Jessie wiggled her hips on top of him a little, feeling his hard cock press against her. She wanted him badly but she needed just a little more attention before she could take him.
 
Jake smiled and rubbed his hand along her breast, "That feels so much better, it's like I'm cured." He told her, shifting under her as she wiggled on top of him. He could feel the heat of her core burning along his shaft, moist droplets of her arrousal were starting to coat him. It excited him, the build of antisipation. He knew that when she finally sank down on him, they would explode together and it would be like magic.

Jake brought his other hand to her breast and squeezed them together, playing with her soft, yet firm mounds of delight. Her skin was like silk and he felt like he could get lost in just touching her forever.

His cock throbbed and a large beat of pre-cum oozed from him. Jessie's motions caused his tip to rub against her belly smearing his shiny, slick pre-jizz on her skin.
 
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