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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[street_sparrow]

Gradually, Gavroche starts to press up into the kisses, and moves against her at the same time.

[runningred]

She starts to move, letting Gav set the rhythm. She flexes with him, clenching just a little.

Once she's sure he's get a feel for it, she gently rolls them over, pulling Gav on top of her.

[street_sparrow]

He goes with it, and grins down at her through the exertion.

"Hello."

[runningred]

"Hello." Jay chuckles, brushing her fingers through his hair. "Doing okay?"

[street_sparrow]

"Yes." It comes out on a gasp as they move together, but it's sincere. "More... than okay."

[runningred]

Jay smiles and moves with him, stroking his hair and moaning softly, "Gods, this feels good!" Better than he expected it too in this body.

[street_sparrow]

"You didn't - go female - last Cubefall, then?"

[runningred]

"Wings." Jay moans between slow rolls of her hips. "Last year I had wings."

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche matches her rhythm, slowly starting to build in confidence.

"On - your own body - or a bird?"

[runningred]

"A hawk." Jay sighs, still breathing rough and they move together. She runs fingers through his hair, kisses him warmly.

[street_sparrow]

He kisses her back, deepening it a little.

"Wings are - amazing. I've - done that before."

[runningred]

"But this is a first for you." She purrs, bringing him back to the present as she clenches.

[street_sparrow]

"Yes." He gasps as she does that, thrusting against her again. "And it's - better."

[runningred]

She takes his hands, holding them against the pillow in hers as she speeds up. "Don't- oh. Don't hold back, you won't hurt me."

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche meets her eyes, uncertain for another long moment, then nods and follows what his body wants to do.

[runningred]

Jay speeds up with him, rocking and moaning with his thrusts. She's always preferred it a little rough and from people far stronger that Gav. He can't hurt her, only make her enjoy it more.

[street_sparrow]

As he sees that, he regains the confidence he'd built up, speeding up further, and leans down to kiss her.

[runningred]

Jay groans into the kiss. She's close and getting closer. And she can feel that Gav is too. She clenches tight, hoping to draw him over the edge.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche cries out harshly, his hands closing tightly around hers, and that's the final nudge he needed.

He tenses in his climax, muscles rigid against her.

[runningred]

She goes over with him, crying out joyously. She holds tight to him, panting against his cheek.

[street_sparrow]

He kisses her cheek with damp lips, because it's there, and rides out the moment.

[runningred]

She curls herself around him and rolls them onto their side without letting him slip out of her. Still holding, still kissing, letting them both come down in their own time.

[street_sparrow]

His thumbs stroke over her palms in the afterglow, and he manages a half-exhausted smile.

"Jay."

[runningred]

"Hey Gav," She purrs, nuzzling gentle kisses over his jawline. "How do you feel?"

[street_sparrow]

"Wonderful." He means it.