001 [warning: sexytimes]

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Happy Hour at Allen's is, as usual, loud with competing voices and scents, all of which are less important to Auggie than Annie and Jai's laughter and the second beer in front of him.

Well. Almost all. Occasionally Auggie cocks his head at the sound of heels or the floral scent of shampoo and listens to Jai and Annie's reactions. Jai has one chuckle for redheads and another for brunettes, while Annie has a groan for blondes that Auggie is told is rather hypocritical of her.

"Did the last three girls all have tequila, or was it just one carrying enough shots for her whole party?" he wonders.

"The last four," Jai corrects, audibly smirking. "Your nose must be getting tired."

"I don't get it. Cinco de Mayo is tomorrow -- you'd think people could hold off on the faux-Mexican debauchery until Saturday."

He hears Annie sit bolt upright.

"Oh crap, it's Friday, I have a thing with my--"

"Sister," Auggie and Jai chorus with her. Auggie grins, in spite of the dirty look he's sure she's giving him, and adds, "Jai, you owe me ten bucks."

Jai sighs and digs in his pockets. "Which ought to just about cover your cab ride." He slaps the money onto the table at Auggie's ten o'clock. "Annie, I'll walk you to your car, I'm headed that way."

"Now there's a Pyrrhic victory," Auggie says, with a sigh of his own. "Annie, did he really give me a ten?"

"Yes!" Annie says, laughing, and squeezes his shoulder as she stands. "You're so paranoid."

"I'm wounded that you don't trust me," Jai agrees, also standing.

"You'll heal, I'm sure. Have a good weekend, you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Same to you, Auggie," Jai says, with an eyeroll crystal-clear in his voice.

"That'll be a boring weekend, then," Auggie calls after Jai's cologne and Annie's heels, then turns back to his beer. Now where is he going to find a ride with all these tequila-soaked early birds?

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He swears again, breathless, and slides his hand up her thigh to find her clit.

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She groans softly, pressing forward into his hand and onto his cock.

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Panting, he grins up at her.

"Fuck yes, babe." Two fingers press up against her clit and tease it in quick, rough circles. "God you feel good."

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"Goddamn right," she breathes.

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"I wanna feel you come like this," he husks, speeding up his fingers. "Think we can do that?"

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"Definitely."

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He grins, groans and thrusts up.

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She sucks in a breath, hissing with pleasure.

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Well with a reaction like that, clearly he's going to do it again. And again.

Although if he wants her to come before he does -- and he does, because he wouldn't mind finishing in a different position after she's gotten off at least once more -- he has to be careful how much thrusting he does now.

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It won't be long, never fear. She's already starting to shake a little.

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"Fuck that's gorgeous," he breathes. "Let me hear it, Elizabeth."

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Obligingly, she whimpers.

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"Yes."

His other hand wraps around her hip, steadying her.

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She needs it. Her whole body tenses; her hands dig into his shoulders; she whimpers again, then moans.

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Just a little harder, then?

And another thrust, for good measure.

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Yeah. Yeah, that'll do it.

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Auggie sucks in a breath at the feeling of her clenching around him, lets it out in a muffled grunt.

He works her clit the whole time, slowing down when she sounds like she's finished.

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She slumps forward to catch her breath, bracing her hands to either side of his head; her hair tickles his face.

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He slides his hand from her hip up to the back of her shoulder and strokes her thigh with his slick fingers.

"Fucking beautiful."

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Elizabeth leans forward just far enough to kiss his forehead, sighing breathless agreement.

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What is this forehead nonsense?

He pulls her closer and gives her a proper kiss on the lips, rolling his hips up and into her at the same time.

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She kisses back, although she's still a little too shaky to do a proper job of it. Hence the forehead.

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Well, they can stay like this until she stops shaking, if she wants.

And if she doesn't mind that she's, you know, still sitting on his cock.

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Oh, she definitely doesn't mind.

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Oh good.

In the meantime, kissing.