Author's Note:
Before you decide to read ahead at the stories I have posted, a warning: I am a very self-indulgent, self-insert author. In fact, 99.9% of my fics include my self-insert and I'm proud of it. So, if you feel like you can endure it, please proceed!
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!WARNING!SMUT AHEAD!
"Know when I'm lying, know when I'm crying. It's like you got it, down to a science. Why am I trying, know you ain't buying? I try to fight it, back with defiance, you make me laugh, you make me hoarse from yelling at you, and getting at you, picking up dishes, throwing 'em at you, why are you speaking when no one asked you?"-Right Thru Me, Nicki Minaj.
Serenity/Calamity
"I've got a stomach ache."
Of course he was lying. Maybe it was the fact that she knew he was lying that made his statement stand out and sound so fucking phony because the others seemed to have accepted his excuse without a hitch. So they were all gone. And here she was with him. Alone. Now what?
Hea walked across the room with a flower vase in hand, trying her best to ignore his intent stare on her every move. Why did he have to watch her like that? Like she might magically do something amazing or even pay him any attention. No way, she couldn't give in to him, not now. Not after what happened weeks ago. She still shuddered at the thought.
But best not to think about that now. She had things to DO…like not think about that. Better carry on as usual and pretend that he wasn't there just gawking at her like she were some kind of piece of meat. Ah well, it was her own fault for walking around in her shorts and undershirt. But this was HER house! She had every right to walk about how she pleased. Besides, it wasn't like he'd never seen her in this outfit before. Idiot.
What the heck was he over here for anyway? So he was lying about going fishing with the others, that didn't mean he was then welcomed at her house! Then again if that were true and she had half the balls she had four weeks ago, she'd be able to kick him out on his ass. So what was stopping her now?
That kiss. That's what it is isn't it?
Great, now she was thinking about it again. Maybe it would be better if she just kicked him out for a while, then she could get her mind together enough to be around him. But how to go about it? There was he option of just being blunt, as she usually do it or there was the gentle approach. But why did she have to be nice to him just because she was getting all sorts of butterflies around him?! That wasn't her fault!
You could just keep ignoring him. That's working.
But just how long would it work for? She couldn't play this game forever! Like mentally noted before, she had shit to do! The house wasn't going to clean itself and lunch needed to be made before Rye came home with the others. No doubt they'd be hungry too and—
"You're looking more Hea-ish than usual."
Wonderful, there went the idea of ignoring him.
Said female dropped the vase to the kitchen table and glanced over her shoulder. "And what the heck is that supposed to mean?"
"You know," Tuffnut moved his arms while seated, his eyes darting off in a different direction. "Like…you look…"
"Not really following you." Hea pouted her bottom lip and turned to face him.
"Like I said, more Hea-ish!" He insisted, frown and furrowed brows growing more exaggerated. "Ya 'know…more…" His deep voice then took on a sudden softness that she'd rarely heard from him. "More pretty…" His vision then darted to the right and he appeared to sink into his seat on the couch.
Oh hell no.
"That's not gonna work." Her arms folded over her bust as the male in front of her straightened up in his seat. "Don't act cute."
"It was worth a shot," He mirrored her and closed off his chest. "Besides, it is not like it's not true, or something. You are pretty…" His shoulders gave a sluggish shrug. "Kinda."
"Thanks." Her brow arched. "And you aren't irritating…" Her jaw shifted to the right. "All the time."
"Touché."
The fact that he was acknowledging what happened last time they were alone was enough to make her scream. How dare he try a second time! Why was she even entertaining him with the thought? It wasn't like he was…
Thinking that he isn't 'worth' it is kind of mean. Sure he's a complete jerk but he's worth it.
Damn that natural chemistry they had. It was there for sure, everyone knew that much. Ask anyone and it was pretty obvious that he had a crush on her. Minus Snot because he was an even bigger idiot that the guy six feet away from her. But the smarter of the group knew and she knew. After a few years of denial, she found out…the hard way.
He had bullied her for as long as she could remember and the main issue was, she fought back with him. Why, she wasn't sure but it wasn't so much that she was defending herself, it was more to get his attention or out duel him. That made their interactions heated in a number of different ways. Chemistry at its youngest and most pathetic form anyway.
"What are you doing here anyway? I thought you had a stomach ache." She broke her silence with a narrowed glance.
"So what if I do? What if I wanna freak you out and puke all over your stuff?" Tuffnut again copied her gesture and shot her a nasty glare.
Her eyes rolled. "Look if you want some ginger, I can give you some. It works, I promise." She said, arms falling away from her chest.
"Hmmm." His voice rumbled in his throat like he was skeptical of what she'd just offered.
"What do you have to lose? Just take it and get out of my hair, would you?" The moment the last sentence left her lips, Hea felt her heart sink. Oh geez, why did she have to say that in such a mean tone? Who was the real bully now?
"Maybe I will!" He protested, frown growing. "And maybe I won't! Whichever of those two options pisses you off the most, I'mma do…just to piss you off."
Huh, that was the best he had to counter her with? Usually if she had said something along those lines to him, he would have been throwing all sorts of insults her way. Either that or just get up and leave but here he sat. Why would he just sit there and take that?
"I didn't mean that." A heavy sigh left her nose. "Sorry."
"Yeah I bet you didn't."
Why did he have to do that? Back then? That time he had gotten so angry with his sister and fled to his special cave as a retreat, she was the one who found him first. Instead of arguing with him, because more than anyone she knew how it was to fight with a sister, she sat with him and tried to talk him back home. They had civil conversation, as civil as the little blond devil could have, but it was still something. He complained about Ruffnut and how her bossiness had gotten to him on that day more than any other and she listened.
Even if they fought like cats and dogs, she wanted to let him know that she would be happy to give him advice. Unlike anyone else on the island her advice was from a little sister's point of view; and if he tried to understand where she was coming from maybe he'd understand where Ruff was coming from.
So after their talk there was silence. And instead of teasing her, as he usually did after her lips stopped moving, he reached around and touched her. He had started with her shoulders and pulled her in fast. Before she could get a second to stop it or even say anything to protest, he slammed his lips against hers! He stole her first kiss, without so much of a please!
And what was worse than that? She enjoyed it when it happened. But even more than that, she kissed him back. Instead of pushing him away and giving him a good slap, she pressed onward. Shifting her lips against his in an awful race to see how far they could get within the timeframe they had until the others found them.
Why did she do it? She wasn't sure why but it did feel good. Finally all that teasing, name-calling, arguing and shit-talking came to an abrupt halt when they touched. It was like the climax of something amazing, something that had been building for years!
It was the closest thing she'd felt to orgasm in her life. And she liked it. Especially because it was with him.
The kissing that day started and ended the same way: fast, abrupt and clumsy. Either the time they spent embracing went super-fast or the others were very close behind her, 'cause their encounter didn't go any further than that.
So here he was, making excuses to get out of fishing with his sister and the rest just to get some more alone time with her. How was she supposed to react? Knowing that she wanted it, wanted more of him, how was she supposed to hold on to her pride when she wanted nothing but him? It was enough to drive her into being downright mean to him.
"So are we going to kiss or what?"
All thoughts of wanting to kiss him came to an end. So much for thinking that he was deep and knew how to play 'the game'. He was just acting on impulse as usual! Dammit! Why did she have to love that about him? Couldn't she just hate him like she was supposed to?!
"And why should we?" Hea felt her face swell. "It wasn't like I said I was gonna do it again." Damned idiot.
"Aw come on!" He stood out of his seat and made a step toward her. "You know you wanna."
"I do not!" A shout left her mouth before she could contain it while she tightened her hands into fists on each side. "If you want that ginger tell me now. Then get out!"
Hea spun on her heels and nearly jogged to the kitchen counter where her glass container of candies sat. The sound of his footsteps close behind her made the hairs on the back of her neck stand straight. Oh god, he was following her! What was he planning on doing? It wasn't like was going to try and force her to kiss, right? Ugh, stupid!
Before he could try anything funny, she took the liberty of looking over her shoulder while her feet were still in motion. "Knock it off, whatever you're thinking!"
"I'm not doing anything." He scowled, about two feet away from her, his feet still moving as well.
"Well stop it then!"
"That doesn't even make any sense."
"Just back off okay?!"
"Why? What do you think—?"
A sudden yelp from her most beloved pet made Hea whirl back around. Once facing the male twin, she watched as he lost his footing on the tiny dog that had stepped between them. His arms shot out to his sides and rotated in circles once or twice before he fell forward, on to her. Her arms opened in an instant, intent on catching him before he could crack his skull open on the floor. He landed in her arms with much more weight than she would have imagined, and with the force of him falling, he took them both to the ground.
Her right eye opened up and while still fuzzy the image of Bug walking away scratch-free from the incident made her sigh. At least there was that. She opened her left eye right after and after her vision cleared she glanced down. Gathering himself, Tuffnut lifted his chin away from her collarbone.
"That stupid mutt! Is it okay?"
How dare he call her a stupid mutt— wait a sec. Did he just express concern for her dog? Without being prompted or even asked?! She watched as he moved further away from her bust, his green eyes following the platinum blonde canine as she dropped to her bed. He…he was making sure that she was okay. He cared.
"Good, its not dead." He released a small sigh but a sigh nonetheless. "Nearly killed me though."
No way. In what world did he give two shits about her animal let alone whether she got hurt or not? This boy in front of her, laying on top of her couldn't be Tuffnut! Where was the real Tuff and where was this guy hiding him?!
"Oh and you're here too."
Snapping back into the real world, Hea focused her attention on the male before her. He stared back at her with his usual disgruntled look. And while he looked at her as he always did, she gawked at him with her cheeks swelling. How dare he make her blush! And furthermore, how dare he look right at her stupid face as she did it!
I hate you!
"Of course I am!" She barked back without thinking. "You're the one who crushed me, you moose!"
"How am I the moose when you weight twice as much as I do?"
Now I really hate you.
"I'm a girl." Hea felt her face twist. "I have tits and ass, of course I weight more than you. Not to mention I'm three years your senior, you idiot."
"There is that." He nodded like a dope. "I guess you could call them assets. Get it? Ass-sets."
The sheep herder pouted. "Very funny." With her face still glowing now more from the embarrassment he'd subjected her to rather than him impressing her with his feelings. "Now get off."
"I don't know, I could stay here." A grin washed over his sharp features, one that made her freeze in place. "And we can get to that kissin' we were talking about."
"We weren't talking about…" She inhaled then exhaled via her nose. Was there a point in arguing now? He was an idiot and that wasn't gonna change. "Fine."
"Wha?"
Dumbass. With a roll of her eyes, Hea lifted her right hand to his chest and with one solid push, shoved the younger male off of her torso. He fell backward, landing on his backside with a rather loud 'oomph'. After getting the slender teen up and off, she sat upright. Now what?
It was a bit hard to deny exactly what she was feeling. If she could stop for a moment to decipher what she was feeling anyway. What was with this sudden urge to just…ugh! The itch to slap and kiss him made both of her lips and fingertips tingle almost like she was suffering from frostbite. How was she supposed to react?! Like those feelings, both emotional and physical didn't exist?!
"Hey, easy." He said, adjusting his tilted helmet. "Fine, fine I get it."
"You know…" She began speaking without her brain's consent. "I'm not sure whether I hate you or love you."
Almost as if he'd spit out a mouth full of spring water, he choked. The sound of him actually spitting forced her vision upward. Ugh, fucking gross. A dribble of saliva trailed down the side of his lip while his eyes bugged out like she'd just kneed him in the balls. What? It wasn't that much of a surprise was it? Didn't he feel the same way about her?
"I'm really confused and it pisses me off." Hea felt her brows furrow. "So I'm just going to do the first thing that comes to mind no matter what. Whether you like it or not."
"I have no idea what's happening."
"Me either."
"S…should I be worried?"
Nope, not answering! No more talking! The female pushed off the floor until she became settled on her knees. With her flat palms on the ground she approached the confused boy. At first glance he backed away but once she came close enough he froze. It didn't matter if he was scared or nervous, this wasn't about what he needed or cared about anymore! Last time he took what he wanted, this time she was going to do the same.
That first kiss changed her, for the better or worse she wasn't sure but it was who she was now. She wasn't going to be polite. Back at the cave if he could be that bold, then so could she in her own home. Nothing was going to hold her back.
She came to a stop right between his legs. He pulled back further until his arms were set down on the ground and his back tilted north. His shoulders arched every inch she came closer and only until she came nose to nose with him did he cease to even breathe.
Nervous enough to shake in her own socks, she extended her arm out to the male. Her fingertips touched the side of his face. As soon as her digits made contact she was taken back. His skin was so soft! Who would have thought?
Now or never! Her chest felt as if it were going to cave in as she drew her face closer to his. Just before they made contact he inhaled, almost like a tiny gasp. That was a pretty good sign that he wasn't going anywhere, so she went in for the kill. Her eyes shut and her chin tilted very slightly to the left.
She felt her lips tap against his, more gentle and soft that she would have ever imagined. The first time their liplocks were so forced, rushed, and aggressive! But this? They touched like two children experimenting for the first time.
No! That wasn't what she wanted! She wanted the same kiss he had given her before, hard and overpowering! He had no excuse this time and if he wasn't going to take charge then she would. With just a bit more force at first, she pushed against him, lips falling completely over his.
At that moment she felt him exhale via his nostrils. The sensation of his hot breath hitting her cheeks made her heart jump in her chest. The urge to gasp tickled her lungs but she resisted. Instead she shifted her mouth further to the left and parted her lips just a tad.
They had open mouthed kissed last time but again everything was so crazy it was hard to think about when it happened and how she felt about it until after it happened. But instead of rejecting her offer, he opened his mouth, wider than she had and continued.
Oh so he wanted it? He wanted her? Good! And although she was taken back by the wetness of his mouth, she felt her stomach grow warm. Just like the time before both he and she became more firm with their embrace, shifting their lips against one another. He would turn right at the very worst time and she would turn left, leaving their lips to become disconnected more times than connected.
Occasionally he would accidently draw his lips over the corner of her mouth and even if it was a stupid amateur mistake, the feeling made her weak. In response she released a small, frail moan. The vibration from her voice rumbled through her throat and sent shockwaves through the both of them.
Seconds afterward she felt his jaw clench. Did that mean he liked that or not? Either way he pulled back from her. The moment their lips left one another, a long, thick strand of saliva followed him. Her inner child twitched at the sight of something so disgusting but her perverted adult inside felt her lower region ache.
"I told you, you wanted to kiss."
"That might not be all I want." She huffed, bringing her hand to her mouth and gently wiping away the excess moisture there.
"I told you so—wait, what?"
Without giving him any time to say anything further, she closed in on him once again. This time once she got within range, she drew her tongue up the side of his mouth, gathering the loose saliva that lingered. He flinched upon contact, no doubt feeling a number of confusing things; hell she knew she was confused.
Once finished with the side of his mouth, she moved on, planting her lips against his once again. In response he groaned and softened to the touch. She made him moan. Why was that so amusing? Even with the question rushing through her hormone soaked brain she carried on, only becoming more forceful with her embraces. Just like he had back in the cave, she felt the tip of her tongue touch the bottom of his lip. The moment they touched, his lips parted allowing her further access to the rest of him.
She slipped her muscle into mouth, finding his tongue without much of a hassle. Without having to be instructed he replied by mirroring her. His muscle although clumsy from lack of experience, glided over hers and for the briefest moment touched her top lip. She flinched, he wasn't going to try anything now, this moment was for her! This was all for her benefit!
They wrestled for dominance for what seemed like forever and only resulting in an overabundance of spit at the edges of their mouths. And when Hea pulled away for an instant, she felt her partner reach out to her, taking her by the side of the face. No doubt trying to be gentle, he took hold of her cheek and pulled her back in for more.
Now feeling lightheaded both from the rushing blood and lack of air, she pushed his hand off her and parted from him. "I hafta breathe!" She huffed once out of range.
Tuffnut lifted his arm to his mouth and proceeded to smear the spit from his mouth on his forearm. "You coulda gone longer."
"How the hell do you know that?"
"The cave?"
Her eyes rolled. He wasn't about to get smart now. He didn't know shit! And she'd show him that. With her longer silence he opened his mouth to no doubt speak again when she made a dive for his neck. Almost like he was expecting for her to go for his mouth once again, she felt him shift in his seat. To keep him still and hopefully quiet, her hand lifted and landed in the middle of his chest. Her fingers contracted the moment she felt the fabric of his clothes and with a good hand full of cloth, she pulled him closer to her.
A rumble of a grunt left his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing in the process. With that movement and the gathering ache in her lower regions now going off like a set of fireworks, she drew her tongue from his collarbone up to his chin. It was probably the grossest thing she could have thought about doing but doing it felt so bad it was good.
On his skin she tasted his sweat and go figure tasting him was sexier than she could have imagined. Even his nature scent at this point was enough to make her world spin. This had to be her animal instincts!
"W-what's up with you licking me?" He spoke even though his legs quivered at her sides.
She felt her brow twitch. "I can stop."
"No, no." His tone dropped a few dozen octaves "That's fine…this is fine."
The urge to tell him to 'shut it' died in her mind before she continued to work on the sensitive skin of his neck. She pressed a line of quick and light kisses from beneath his ear to his breastbone. His entire body twitched at the sensation and he only gasped for air once she began to suck on the skin where his pulse pounded.
"Hea…"
Oh! A shout out, not bad. She was sure she'd never heard his voice come out like that before. What else could she make him do or make him sound? There was only one real way to find out! Hea pulled away from the older male twin counterpart and moved her focus to the growing bulge in his loins. With the heel of her palm she pushed against it, forcing it upward.
"Hey!" He snapped, forcing her to look up to his beet-red face. "Easy!"
"Oh and here I was worried thinking you'd tell me to stop." She replied, her cheeks swelling as well.
"Just take it easy!" He barked again.
"Yeah, sure." Hea rolled her eyes. "Because I'm sure you 'take it easy' when you pull on it."
"I don't just pull on it!" He fought back, knot in his pants growing even tighter throughout their conversation/argument. "There's a fine technique to it all and I'm the master."
"Uh huh."
With her hand still on his hard on, she released some of the pressure. A heavy sigh left Tuffnut and before he had time to relax too much, she returned half of the weight back to his groin. He replied by jerking against her hand, the sudden movement of his hips making her center swell. Such a rough, sharp jerk made her let out a small groan.
Not seeming to notice at all, he waited for her to again relieve the pressure before allowing his waist to fall. She repeated her actions but this time around rolled the bottom of her hand against him. Again her grinded against her but before she could allow him to drop his hips she used the upper half of her hand to gently clench down on the tip of his penis.
At that he released a rather loud moan that made her both flinch and melt. Why he had to make such a loud noise it was beyond her, surely he'd done worse to himself before. Then again it could be the idea of someone else, someone he liked doing it to him that drove him over the edge.
"The master eh?"
Before he could respond with any words she released all the pressure, letting him fall back to the floor. She then pulled her right hand away from his crotch and glanced up to see him smirking. Like a little devil, he looked down into her eyes and smiled at her like she'd been doing him a favor. Little shit.
"Look, if I do this will you promise me something?" Hea asked, regardless of how she felt on the inside, she just needed an excuse to keep moving forward.
"What? Do I like…marry you or something?"
"No!" Even the m-word was enough to make the wet at this point. "Stop pestering me so much? Stop picking fun at me all the time!"
"Fine, sure whatever." He answered way faster than she would have expected. "But we're still friends though. Deal?"
"Deal."
Hea sat up just a bit on her knees and forced her open palms on his flat chest. She pushed the younger male to the ground, until he was supporting himself on his elbows. In the process his helmet was knocked off his noggin and hit the floor with a hallow thud.
While he was down she managed to wiggle her fingers up through his grizzly pelt to find the waistband to his pants. With the ends of her digits tingling she clenched the thicker fabric and with one solid yank, pulled his pants from his hips. His underwear came off along with his trousers and hit the floor in a matter of seconds after she removed them from his calves. Thank god he'd taken off his boots ahead of time when he made himself oh-so comfortable in her house. Little rat.
Her eyes roamed his naked half until she came to the focus of her desire. His erection stood a lot straighter and taller than she would have expected from any guy, then again this was the first time seeing it for herself. And it was so red, especially around the head of it. He throbbed in real time; she could even match the pounding from the vein in his neck to the one on his dick. It almost looked like it hurt.
His foreskin had come down completely, revealing that he was more than ready for whatever was to come next. Or so she assumed. The leaking juice from the top of his head was sign number two that he needed some kind of relief sooner than later. With every pump of blood to his lower region she watched as more of the near transparent fluid exited his slit.
"Whatever you do," His deep voice caught her off guard for half a second. "Don't bite it off."
"Why the hell would I do that?" Hea replied, nearly breathless from their interaction.
"I know how you girls are. You're probably just trying to get back at me." Regardless of what he was saying he still seemed ready for whatever was to come next. Even if what she was planning was despicable.
"I'll spare you." She replied, chest heaving and lips growing wetter with each passing second. "Just this once."
"Okay…I think."
His voice had grown hoarse since they had begun their playdate. Just the rumbling in his tone, the sound of desperation and even when he stumbled over his own words and stammered it made her whole body light up. It made everything, starting with her groin; twitch, swell and grow moist. Who knew it would be this idiot that would be making her feel this way!
Before she could even start, Hea took in a deep breath of air and held it. She leaned in closer to his prick when she released the round of hot air from her lips. Blowing a direct puff on to his sensitive organ made him flinch, hard. Her eyes darted to his clenched hands then to the tightening muscles around his torso and thighs.
"I'm going to start." She said, no doubt more of her breath landing on his head.
For once instead of giving any kind of answer, she watched as he nodded his head twice. Had he run out of things to say or was he just too out of breath to speak? Either way it was kinda…actually it was pretty hot.
Hea took her right hand and with the tips of her fingers, touched his shaft. He again flinched upon contact but soon relaxed. With the ends of her fingernails she ran her digits up alongside of him. Making sure to just barely touch him during the process, she inhaled for the first time so close to his dick. His natural scent hit her senses all at once, making the world spin for just a short moment. He smelled so good and it just made her mouth want to water. Just the idea of his sweat on her skin or even on her tongue made her thighs clench.
The pressure grew and pounded between her legs, and gave her enough courage to plant a series of light and gentle kisses to the head of his penis. The moment her mouth came into contact with his body his muscles stiffened and froze over. But even with his body seemingly immobile the pre-cum around his slit began to flood over and dribble down his cock.
Seeing the honey-like fluid move made her again tighten her legs together. Why did just seeing something like that make her whole body tingle? She could feel her panties growing wetter with each movement, exhale and inhale. It was almost enough to rip her own clothes off at this point.
After leaving her last peck to his organ, she lifted her chin up again until she was at level with the head of his penis again. Not needing another moment to second guess herself, Hea moved her tongue between her lips and glided it against his prick. Her mission at this point was to clean him up and she wasted no time in executing.
A grunt and gasp passed her partner's lips as she continued her business, tasting him. She lapped up all the liquid that seeped out of him, only to be rewarded with more the more she worked. The taste of salt caught her off guard at first but she soon grew accustom to it, almost needing more of it as the seconds ticked away like hours.
"Y-you don't hafta be so gentle…" Tuffnut said in a rather unstable voice that sent a shiver down her spine.
Instead of giving him the attention he wanted verbally, she responded by using her entire tongue to clean up the side of his cock. Once finished with the left side she moved on to the right, this time around pressing her muscle more firmly to him. He rewarded her by exhaling a rather deep and raspy groan followed by a sudden roll of his hips. The force of him moving upward drove more of is cock between her lips. The sudden addition of his warmth inside her made her wither both inside and out.
Although the taste of him on her tongue was something she almost wanted to experience forever, she released her mouth from his dick. As she pulled away more spit left her lips and collected at the tip of his penis. The pre-cum and saliva mixed into one strange transparent cocktail that made every nerve ending on her body spark.
To keep the feeling going, Hea moved her right hand to him and began to stroke him. Up and down she pressed harder than she would have had he not complained seconds earlier. She could see the wrinkles of his skin fold upward, inward and outward as she pulled and pushed his manhood.
She continued to move her hand against him only breaking her concentration to look away from his cock and up to his face. She had to know he was enjoying this. Once she glanced up she was met with a very pleased looking Viking. Smirking to the point to where she could see his white teeth, he went as far as to reach down and touch the top of her head. The sudden pat to her scalp made her stomach burn, whether from embarrassment or arousal she wasn't sure but she was sure that she liked the feeling.
He petted her like she was some sort of dog and she adored it.
She dove in for the second time, this time taking his entire prick into her mouth. Just to the point where she thought she may gag, she moved her chin up and down. The sensation of his swelling skin rubbing against her sensitive lips made her shiver. She could feel each engorged vein, every curve, bulge and fold in his skin pass by her upper and bottom lip. The tickling feeling to her mouth forced her to suck in, forcing more pressure to his cock.
To that he jerked hard and fast, the sudden shove pushed his dick (once again) further into her mouth. The feeling made her eyes burn and water and by instinct she pulled up from between his legs. Her lips left his length with a wet pop that left her body buzzing. She felt the liquid from her pussy push through and wet her underwear to the point where she'd need to change them as soon as this event was over.
"Watch it," Her face pounded with the heat that radiated off of them.
"My bad." He said in a voice too deep for her prude tasting.
Before she could reply, Tuffnut's hand stroked to the top of her head. His fingers strung between her thick locks and moved down until he was touching the side of her face. At that point she found her hands moving on their own. Up and down her right hand jerked his dick in the most primitive way possible while her left hand moved to his right inner thigh.
The sound of him laughing made her head spin. He couldn't really be enjoying things this much. Then again, if she were enjoying it this much, why couldn't he? But that didn't give him the right to laugh and feel comfortable! She had to take the upper hand again.
Doing what only came natural in her mind; her left hand slinked away from his thigh and moved beneath her working right hand. Being extra careful with his testacies, Hea moved her index and middle fingers to the left sack and began to trace around the sides of his overheated skin. Trying to find the balance between 'gentle enough' and 'firm enough' she pressed on until she cupped his entire organ in her hand.
She contracted her digits enough to get a secure handful before she began to message his balls in her quivering hand. In response he yelped an odd kind of moan that vibrated off the walls. She could see from the corner of her eye that he had thrown his head back while his chest heaved for air.
Her right hand continued to beat him off in the typical fashion but with the addition of her left hand working on his nuts, she refused to let her mouth go unoccupied. She drew herself down to his prick once again and began to clean the flowing honey that leaked out. While her right hand worked the bottom half of his shaft, she began to use her mouth to care for the tip of his length, where the pre-cum had started to flow more regularly. She then began to roll her muscle against the head of his penis, flicking it in a rapid motion every once and awhile to keep him on edge.
Again with her new technique he thrust into her parted lips, this time his jerks becoming more lopsided and untimely. Was he close? At this point he used his right hand to grip down and clench the roots of her hair. The sting of him pulling made her flinch and grunt. And just for a moment she released all of the pressure from his balls and paused the hand beneath her mouth from stroking his shaft.
"No pulling." She huffed, almost out of breath from the tasks she'd performed.
"Yeah, okay. Sure, whatever." He nearly groaned out his words, his head still tilted back and wide grin spreading on his face.
She let the grip on her hair ease before she went back to business on his cock. The moment her lips touched the top of his head he bucked. So the anticipation was getting to him, was it? Figures, it was getting to her too, so much so she needed something to ease her ache. With the hand she used on his testicles seconds ago, she moved between her legs. Shoving her hand past her pants and panties she fingers found her clit in no time flat.
Her index and middle fingers pressed with twice as much pressure as needed against her privates, forcing her thighs to clench around her hand. Up and down, pressing in and out, she rubbed the pads of her fingers against her swollen bead. Every odd second her whole body would flinch against her own touch, leaving her to gasp and moan against his cock. Just the idea that she was using the same hand she touched him with on herself added more lubrication to her digits.
Almost like he knew what she was doing, his hips reacted. Fast and deeper he jerked into her face, with no rhythm at all. He had to be getting desperate at this point. A sudden pressure to the top of her head made her eyes flutter; he pressed down on her scalp, (instead of pulling) and for the tiniest of seconds kept her head in place as he moved forward.
The sudden loss of control by the force of his hand was enough to drive her insane. Who knew she would end up being his 'victim' in this kind of situation? She was supposed to be taking advantage of him and here she was lapping at his dick like some kind of desperate harlot.
As much as she enjoyed being used as his plaything, the constant thrusting was getting in the way of her completing her business. How could he come begging back on hands and knees, for more if she half-assed her work?
"Relax," She said removing her lips from his cock.
With her chin now lifted she watched as her partner gritted his teeth and forcing his dark brows over his eyes. His hands clenched the pair of pants she shed for him minutes before at his left side.
"You relax…" He fought back, speaking between gasps and grunts.
"Nice comeback." As much as she hated it and loved it at the same time, she laughed at his comment. At least the throws of ecstasy didn't change his personality much.
The addition of playing with herself was nice but her hand was needed elsewhere. Hea pulled her sticky fingers out from between her thighs and replaced her tired right hand with her left. Her over worked writing hand pressed down on his hipbone, keeping his crazed waist in place as she moved on to the next phase.
Using the hand she'd just finished touching herself with, she started at the head of his penis, slowly dragging her moist digits to drag along his shaft. She added a good amount of her own juices to his length before returning her mouth to him.
She took her time to suck and pull as much as possible while her right palm began to message his pelvic area. The further she went, the louder he became. To the point where she was sure that a neighbor or two could hear his groans; but for the oddest reason she could care less. Her only goal was getting him to ejaculate and cry her name like he'd never had before. She wanted to remember the sound of his voice and taste of him in this moment forever.
"H-Hea!"
Mmm, just what she wanted. Just a bit more. With more force than she'd produced before, she drove down on him and sucking with enough energy to make her cheeks go concave. Unable to keep his hips in place for too long, she released the grip on him and returned her fingers to his balls. While he continued to fuck her mouth, she took a solid grip of his testacies and began to pull on his scrotum. Still conscious enough to make sure she wasn't hurting his delicate parts, she pushed them upward then outward, over to the left then to the right. She used her thumb to rub the area between his nuts, stroking him until his testacies began to pull closer to his body without her assistance.
Hea pulled her lips upward, meanwhile a mixture of his body fluids and her spit gathered around the outside of her mouth and dribbled down her chin and on to the floor. Just as she reached to head of his dick, she released the suction with a delicious lipsmack that vibrated through the room.
"Just a little more babe."
She then moved her tongue around his slit in a circling motion, taking a few random turns at flicking her muscle over him. And with a deep inhale via her nostrils, she wrapped her lips again around his cockhead and just before she could resume sucking a familiar burning sting at the top of her head made her pull back, dragging her teeth over the sensitive skin of his head.
A round of loud groans and yelps left him first and was followed by a set of laughs that confused her. As exhaled what was left of his energy, he pulled on her locks hard. And then he lost it. A shot of hot fluid left his cock and hit her on the right side of her face. She winced as he squirted, closing her eyes as more of his cum landed on her cheek. He jerked twice harder than she'd felt since they started and more seed pumped out with each powerful, awkward thrust.
As the laughter in the room died down, she pulled away. Sitting back up on her knees, she looked on to see his prick, softening but still quite red. It continued to twitch with the beat of his heart while his hips gave it's final flimsy, weak jerks. Dear Thor he looked pathetic, sitting there with a goofy, lightheaded smirk on his face.
"I said no pulling!" Hea growled as she moved her tired right hand to her face and began to smear the thick semen on her cheek. "I hate having my hair pulled, you creep."
Instead of replying right away his laughter started back up. With a great sigh between chuckles, he dropped his back to the ground and moved his two hands to his face.
"I'm glad you got to finish." Ashamed of the fact that she was admitting aloud, Hea huffed while her pussy continued to contract with desire.
"Wha?"
"Oh thanks for listening." The heat of her face was enough to make her brain believe she was suffering from a fever.
"I have never cum that hard before."
"You're welcome." Even speaking sarcastically was hard at this point, between her aching jaw and air-desperate lungs.
"Can we do this all the time?" He asked, finally sitting up to address her face-to-face. "I don't think jacking off will do it for me anymore."
"No!" Why was it so easy to deny him out loud?
"What did you not get off or something stupid like that?" He asked, normal Tuffnut returning within seconds of cumming.
"Shut up!" Hea shook her head from side to side, making her vertigo worse.
"Do you uh…" He straightened out his back, crossed his legs and extended his right hand to her. "Want me to return the favor?" He then proceeded to point at the area between her legs with his index finger.
"No!" She reached forward a slapped away his hand. "You can't tell anyone about this, you got it? No one."
"Not even Ruff?"
"Especially not Ruffnut!"
"Huh," He pulled his arms in to his chest and crossed them. "That's gonna be hard. But I think I can do it."
Think?! "You better do more than think! You can't tell anyone I like you, okay? I will kill you if you even act different around everyone else." She leaned in to him, fists lifted.
"Alright, alright!" He snapped and sent a pout her way. "But you can't tell anyone either, got it? I got a reputation to uphold. Can't have everyone thinking I care about you…or something…" He ended his rant with a set of red cheeks.
"Deal?" Her right hand shot out.
His eyes rolled. "Deal." He complemented her by grabbing her hand with his own and giving her a hardy shake. "Is your hand supposed to be that sticky?"
Her expression dropped. "It's your fault my hand is sticky you nincompoop!" Hea felt her face swell before ripping her hand away from her lover. "It's all you on there."
"It's not all me."
"What?"
"I saw what you were doing," He added with a grin that made her shrink. "Are you sure you didn't get off to that? 'Cause from my angle—"
"Shut it!"
"I see how it is." He then shot her a look that made the burning in the pit of her stomach return. He didn't have to look at her like that! Lookin' at her all sexy-like. Ugh.
"It was my left hand anyway, dork." She pouted, eyes darting away from him. "Now get your clothes on and skedaddle out of here. The others should be here anytime now."
"Aw."
Did that mean he didn't want to leave?
"Go on." She allowed her eyes to bounce back his way. "I need to get changed anyway."
"I could stay for that too."
"You could but then the others would walk in on us." Feeling all of her pride and shame wash away, she sent a small, honest smile at him. "Then things would be really weird."
"Alright, fine. But I owe you one." He made the effort to return her smile, one that made her heart melt. "Raincheck?"
"Raincheck, for sure."
"Good."
"I'll be waiting."
Things wouldn't be the same, but for the better. She knew that for certain. And that was just fine by her.
End.