Gav and cubefall. What can go wrong?

[runningred]

Jay bounces up the stairs to his room. Literally bounces. Like a bad anime jiggle counter. "Seriously?"

Once in his room with the door closed behind Gav, he starts ditching clothing. Jay has never been particularly self-conscious about his body and his brain hasn't quite caught up with the fact he should be now. "Bras are so much easier to take of someone else than yourself." He growls, throwing the crop top away and presenting his still heavily scarred back to Gav. "Undo me, will you?"

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[runningred]

Jay's a little surprised by how sensitive her breasts are, gasping softly to the touch as she works her way down to lavish his scar with kisses again.

[street_sparrow]

He moans quietly again when she does that, pulling himself closer to her until they're touching as much as can be without interfering in what she's doing.

[runningred]

Jay encourages Gav to wrap his legs around her, bodies pressed tightly as she moves further down, exploring the planes of his chest and stomach and teasing the flat of her tongue over his nipples.

{ooc: last one for the night, I'm afraid. Looking forward to more when I can sneak time at work tomorrow and after I get home.}

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche gasps, his head falling back as she does that, and his legs tangle with hers. More reacting than thinking now, he wants as much skin on skin as he can get.

[ooc: sleep well!]

[runningred]

She keeps working her way down lower, kissing his sides, the outer curve of his hip bones and pelvis, the inner soft skin of his thigh.

[street_sparrow]

"Jay", he says breathlessly, and it's not a protest - he just couldn't hold it back as she moves into that area.

[runningred]

"Just enjoy it, Gav. We've got all night and taking the edge off might help." She kisses the curve of his thigh again, fingers resting on the waistband of his shorts. "But it's up to you. You're calling the shots here."

[street_sparrow]

She's by far the more experienced, and he hardly at all, and he trusts her. Gavroche swallows a little, looking down at her.

"I want it."

[runningred]

Jay easies Gav's shorts down and away, kissing the curve of his thigh again. Even if this will take the edge off, she has no plans to rush. She nuzzles the soft mat of curls at the base of his cock, letting the heat of his brush against her cheek. She rubs against it like a cat before kissing a slow and gently path up his shaft.

She reaches for Gav's hands, guiding them to the back of her head. He or she, Jay loves having his hair played with and the touch will give her feedback on how Gav's feeling.

[street_sparrow]

His breath is speeding up again with every touch of Jay's lips, and though he tries not to pull too much, his fingers tighten in Jay's hair.

[runningred]

The vibrations of Jay's moans make it very clear she doesn't mind the pulling at all. She kisses her way to the head of his cock, taking him between her lips and teasing the slit with her tongue.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche has never experienced anything like this, and it's clear from every part of his reaction.

He gasps sharply as she does that, hands weaving further into her hair.

[runningred]

It's clear too that Jay's had a lot of experience at this and knows exactly what she's doing. Slowly she lowers her mouth, tracing patterns over his skin with her tongue to press here, tease there, find the bundle of nerves just behind the head.

But not so much to push him over the edge, not yet. Not until she has him all the way in and her nose brushing the curls of his pubic hair.

[street_sparrow]

He cries out her name again, and manages to untangle one hand to curl it over the back of her neck.

[runningred]

The touch makes her purr, sending vibrations up and down Gav's cock as she starts to bob slowly. She takes him deep, into her throat and moves till her lips stretch perfectly tight around the head of his cock.

Storm blue eyes blazing, she looks up without breaking contact, wanting to see his passion as well as feel and taste.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche has never been very good at hiding his feelings, and he's not even trying now. His steadily increasing desire for her is written all over his face as he meets her eyes, his own wide and dark.

[runningred]

Jay can't help but smile to see Gav looking so open with pleasure. She eases him up slowly, building towards a warm peak rather than something shattering. She's not planning to undo him, but set him on a good ground for a full night of pleasure.

[street_sparrow]

Undoing can come later. He sighs with pleasure, rather than crying out, as she brings him upwards.

[runningred]

Jay works him slowly, building and building with each bob of her head and press of her tongue, looking forward to tasting his release.

[street_sparrow]

She doesn't have to wait very much longer before he shudders, lets out a soft cry, and climaxes.

[runningred]

Jay drinks down every drop, licking him clean with slow and lazy licks. She crawls up the bed to lay next to him, offering him a hug.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche moves very willingly into her arms, still catching his breath.

"Jay, that... that was..."

[runningred]

She smiles and kisses him softly, tasting faintly of salt. She strokes his hair, giving him time to come down. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

[street_sparrow]

"I'd heard talk from - well, Bahorel, mostly, but..." He makes a vague gesture.

[runningred]

She smiles and strokes his back. "Oh, and what does he have to say?"