[ Midge settles for a moment, then begins to rock back and forth on top of him. For now, most of his cock stays inside of her, but it still feels incredible. ]
Fuck, that’s perfect…
[ She moans softly and anchors her hands on his chest. ]
[He's happy to just lay where he is for a moment, watching her rock gently on his cock. Her breasts rising and falling with both the movement and her breath and he reaches a hand up to cup one softly.]
[ She smiles when he puts his hand on her breast. He’s very welcome to do that. Most men are particularly fond of her breasts.
This is going more slowly and more sensually than she thought it would, but it feels fantastic. Midge finally starts to speed up a little, pulling his cock out a bit and then pushing it back in with each thrust. She moans low in her throat as her pleasure builds. ]
[ The hand on her breast is added stimulation, and she can’t say no to that.
After building up a nice rhythm on top of him, Midge reaches down to where they’re joined and starts to rub at her clit. She can’t tell how close Alfred is yet, but she knows she’ll probably need a bit more help to reach her climax than he will. ]
[He doesn't mind that she's helping herself along, it's very sexy actually and he thrusts a little harder and faster into her. Their skin starting to make soft slapping sounds and the mattress creaking in time softly.]
[ Her breath hitches as the pleasure builds inside of her. She can feel it nearing the point of snapping thanks to his thrusts and her fingers on her clit. For his part, Alfred doesn't seem to be at his climax yet. Midge squirms on top of him, but doesn't stop touching herself. ]
[He isn't quite ready yet but he knows a way to help push himself there and he lets go of her breast so that he can hold onto her hips with both hands.]
Come for me.
[He pants and begins to thrust even harder and faster, almost bucking his hips as he uses his grip on hers to help pull her down against him.]
[ Midge falls over the edge as soon as he starts thrusting up into her with earnest. He can take as long as he needs to, so long as he doesn’t mind if she comes. He never seems to mind that.
Her head falls back and she cries out his name loudly as the pleasure inside of her reaches its peak. She trembles on top of him, the walls of her cunt contracting around his cock as he continues to fuck her.
Her hands land on his chest and she feels boneless. ]
[He doesn't quite finish at the same time as her but it's not too long after, the vision of her coming hard on his cock is enough to send him over the edge and he cries out as he comes hard inside her. His hips giving one last hard thrust before he collapses back against her pillows, panting until he catches his breath enough to speak.]
[ She laughs breathlessly as she lets his cock slip from inside her, then lays down on top of him. Finding his lips, she gives him a long, slow kiss. ]
You look very hot when you come.
[ Midge twines her legs with his, wanting to cuddle with him for a little bit and bask in the afterglow. ]
Sorry, you probably told me. What was that? [ She’s never heard of it, but she’s no military expert, especially when it comes to British military. ]
You got them in service to your country. To the world, actually. To my people as well.
[ She wonders how much action he saw and if he saw any of the death camps, of the Jews as thin as skeletons. It’s not something she’s going to ask in bed. They’re having a nice night, and she’s sure he doesn’t want to reminisce about concentration camps.
Instead, she leans in and presses her lips to one of his scars. ]
[ OOC: their timelines are probably a little off for him to have been in WWII and this also be 1960, unless he was extremely young in the war or he’s older than he said he is, but we do what we want. Timelines, schmimelines. ]
Special air service. Technically I shouldn't even tell you that I was a part of that as much of the information about SAS is classified but....fuck it.
[He says with a sigh and leans his head against hers.]
We were the men who did things others wouldn't. Covert surveillance, close-combat fighting, hostage rescue and special reconnaissance.
[ooc: in Pennyworth he says he joined up in the service at age 16 and was there for ten years, so the timing probably doesn't work but like you said we do what we want 😁]
[He knows she's making a joke but considering some of the cloak and dagger bullshit he's endured he doesn't find it funny, but he doesn't want to be rude so he huffs out a small laugh and shakes his head.]
No, you're safe.
[The feeling of her fingers in his hair is soft, soothing and he closes his eyes briefly.]
I got picked right near the end of my training, I guess they saw something in me that matched with their qualifications.
[There's a small pause as her little joke breaks through some of the serious mood that this particular topic always brings up inside him and he laughs, tilting his head to kiss her forehead.]
No, thankfully they had nothing to do with that. I come by that through my own training.
[ It’s too serious of a topic for pillow talk. Midge cares about him and wants him to be able to discuss difficult subjects if they’re on his mind, but right now it seems that both of them would rather talk about something more pleasant.
Midge picks up his hand and holds it to her lips, kissing the palm. Then, she moves it gently down between her legs until he’s cupping her warmth. ]
You wanna show me what you learned in your training?
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So do you.
[ Midge settles for a moment, then begins to rock back and forth on top of him. For now, most of his cock stays inside of her, but it still feels incredible. ]
Fuck, that’s perfect…
[ She moans softly and anchors her hands on his chest. ]
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This is going more slowly and more sensually than she thought it would, but it feels fantastic. Midge finally starts to speed up a little, pulling his cock out a bit and then pushing it back in with each thrust. She moans low in her throat as her pleasure builds. ]
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His other hand moves to rest on the upper swell of her hip, feeling the rhythm she's building to and matching it with his own.]
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After building up a nice rhythm on top of him, Midge reaches down to where they’re joined and starts to rub at her clit. She can’t tell how close Alfred is yet, but she knows she’ll probably need a bit more help to reach her climax than he will. ]
Alfred… [ She sighs. ]
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Fuck.....you feel so good.
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[ Her breath hitches as the pleasure builds inside of her. She can feel it nearing the point of snapping thanks to his thrusts and her fingers on her clit. For his part, Alfred doesn't seem to be at his climax yet. Midge squirms on top of him, but doesn't stop touching herself. ]
I'm so close...
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Come for me.
[He pants and begins to thrust even harder and faster, almost bucking his hips as he uses his grip on hers to help pull her down against him.]
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Her head falls back and she cries out his name loudly as the pleasure inside of her reaches its peak. She trembles on top of him, the walls of her cunt contracting around his cock as he continues to fuck her.
Her hands land on his chest and she feels boneless. ]
Mmm take what you need…
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Bloody hell, Midge.
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You look very hot when you come.
[ Midge twines her legs with his, wanting to cuddle with him for a little bit and bask in the afterglow. ]
This isn’t how I expected my evening would go.
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What were your original plans?
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[ Midge looks up at him. ]
An enjoyable evening, but not as enjoyable as this.
[ She starts to trace her fingers over some of the scars on his chest. ]
that was meant to say "as long as she'd like"....stupid phone autocorrect
Glad to hear it.
it’s all good!
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I'm sorry, they aren't very nice to look at.
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You got them in service to your country. To the world, actually. To my people as well.
[ She wonders how much action he saw and if he saw any of the death camps, of the Jews as thin as skeletons. It’s not something she’s going to ask in bed. They’re having a nice night, and she’s sure he doesn’t want to reminisce about concentration camps.
Instead, she leans in and presses her lips to one of his scars. ]
[ OOC: their timelines are probably a little off for him to have been in WWII and this also be 1960, unless he was extremely young in the war or he’s older than he said he is, but we do what we want. Timelines, schmimelines. ]
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[He says with a sigh and leans his head against hers.]
We were the men who did things others wouldn't. Covert surveillance, close-combat fighting, hostage rescue and special reconnaissance.
[ooc: in Pennyworth he says he joined up in the service at age 16 and was there for ten years, so the timing probably doesn't work but like you said we do what we want 😁]
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[ She’s not planning on telling anyone anyway.
When he puts his forehead against hers, Midge reaches up and strokes her fingers though his hair. ]
That doesn’t sound like a unit that you sign up for or get drafted into. How did you get picked for that?
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No, you're safe.
[The feeling of her fingers in his hair is soft, soothing and he closes his eyes briefly.]
I got picked right near the end of my training, I guess they saw something in me that matched with their qualifications.
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[ Admittedly, she hasn’t seen that side of him yet. He’s not a huge, bulky guy, but he must know how to fight. ]
Probably not your ability to make women come very easily.
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No, thankfully they had nothing to do with that. I come by that through my own training.
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[ It’s too serious of a topic for pillow talk. Midge cares about him and wants him to be able to discuss difficult subjects if they’re on his mind, but right now it seems that both of them would rather talk about something more pleasant.
Midge picks up his hand and holds it to her lips, kissing the palm. Then, she moves it gently down between her legs until he’s cupping her warmth. ]
You wanna show me what you learned in your training?
ooc: shall we end this thread here? ;)
Absolutely.
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