001 [warning: sexytimes]

[seeagreatergood]

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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"If you want," she murmurs, looking up at his face. "I'm not planning to fuck you right now, though."

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"Your choice." He combs his fingers through her hair. "I've got a clean bill of health." But he is, as previously commented on, far from monogamous. "You?"

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She makes a soft, happy sound.

"Same," she says, and licks the head of his cock.

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"Nnngwell then. Go nuts."

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Chuckling, she picks up where she left off.

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Auggie groans, focusing his attention down to the exact path her tongue is taking over heated, hypersensitive skin.

His erection bobs a little higher, not that it has very many places left to go at this point.

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Soft, wet kisses, warm lips, carefully applied suction.

If this isn't the best blowjob of his life, it's at least definitely going to rank up there.

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Auggie's had some pretty good blowjobs, but this -- "Mmmmphfuck" -- this is definitely one for the record books.

His hips are starting to move in fretful little jerks. He's holding himself back from really thrusting.

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He's a sweetheart. Elizabeth appreciates his restraint—appreciates it enough to test it a little, sliding her mouth down over him and drawing back.

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He groans; his hips twitch up after her mouth, and his hand tightens slightly in her hair, but he doesn't make any effort to pull her back down.

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Very nice.

She settles into a rhythm, then, humming contentedly.

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Frankly, he may not last very long. His self-control is not infinite, and between the motorcycle ride and making her come in his lap, he's been using up a lot of his patience.

The first outward sign of this is a loud, ragged moan.

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That's fine. That's more than fine. She likes the way he moans.

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"God, Elizabeth -- fuck -- that's amazing, babe, fffuck."

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She likes the way he says her name, too. It makes her feel like a genuine Elizabeth.

That's not a line of thought to dwell on; lucky she has such a delicious mouthful to occupy her attention.

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He arches his back, still working very hard at not thrusting into her mouth.

"Elizabeth I'm really close, shit -- where do you want it?"

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She purrs and slides her mouth down over him again.

Is that a clear enough answer?

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Crystal clear.

"Fuck," Auggie gasps. He thrusts shallowly.

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Curling her tongue against him, she hums.

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He thrusts again, and again, picking up speed.

Finally he lets out a strangled curse, arches his back, and comes, groaning.

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Elizabeth makes a contented noise, pulls away slowly, and rests her head in his lap for a moment.

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"Nnnmmmf."

Panting, he strokes her hair.

"Shit."

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She laughs, twists her head around to kiss his fingers, and climbs back up onto the couch.

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That gets an answering laugh out of him. He drapes an arm around her shoulders and tucks her up against his side, kissing her hair.

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"That was fun," she says, idly running her hand up and down his chest. She quite likes his chest.