More pathetic whimpering escapes his lips as he lays his back flat for her to give her more room to work, feet bracing against the bed to keep his knees elevated. He nods once more at her directive, licking his lips and closing his eyes as she really begins to put force to him; raising his voice in approval while also babbling intermittently. "Your good boy..."
He begins panting, his breath coming quicker and quicker as she jacks him towards completion, incoherently going on, mostly her name and curse words, though he goes off on a tangent about how he'll never want anyone else the way he wants her, and again that this is so much better than his dreams. Which is true -- so often reality can't measure up to reality but here Pepper is blowing it out of the water every time.
His hips begin to rock into her hand, though his movement is limited by the other holding him somewhat steady. His orgasm rolls through him slowly, pulling from somewhere behind his navel and giving him time to widen his stance even a little more, tilting his hips back in preparation.
"Yes, yes, fuck. Yes..." The last thing he says before the first thick, milky rope spurts out over his chest, glancing across a nipple and effectively coating a patch of hair there. Tony's hand moves down, gripping over Pepper's to help give him the trajectory he needs, mouth falling slack as the next one takes him, splattering perfectly over his exposed throat all the way up to his lips. Each wave comes closer and closer, covering his own chest and face with his warm seed, feeling as it rains down on him and loving every dirty second. The last of his arousal ekes out onto his belly and he collapses, truly sated at last, licking his own slightly salty taste off of his lips. After a full moment, he cracks open an eye to make sure Pepper enjoyed her show.
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Date: 2017-01-26 09:39 am (UTC)He begins panting, his breath coming quicker and quicker as she jacks him towards completion, incoherently going on, mostly her name and curse words, though he goes off on a tangent about how he'll never want anyone else the way he wants her, and again that this is so much better than his dreams. Which is true -- so often reality can't measure up to reality but here Pepper is blowing it out of the water every time.
His hips begin to rock into her hand, though his movement is limited by the other holding him somewhat steady. His orgasm rolls through him slowly, pulling from somewhere behind his navel and giving him time to widen his stance even a little more, tilting his hips back in preparation.
"Yes, yes, fuck. Yes..." The last thing he says before the first thick, milky rope spurts out over his chest, glancing across a nipple and effectively coating a patch of hair there. Tony's hand moves down, gripping over Pepper's to help give him the trajectory he needs, mouth falling slack as the next one takes him, splattering perfectly over his exposed throat all the way up to his lips. Each wave comes closer and closer, covering his own chest and face with his warm seed, feeling as it rains down on him and loving every dirty second. The last of his arousal ekes out onto his belly and he collapses, truly sated at last, licking his own slightly salty taste off of his lips. After a full moment, he cracks open an eye to make sure Pepper enjoyed her show.