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Summary: This is a missing scene from Self-Reliance (#410).
Rating: M
Pacey packed up all of Joey's notes and placed them in her backpack. He laid a blanket on the floor and sprawled out on top of it. Resting his head on his bent arm, he stared into the fire.
Joey walked out of Alex's bedroom, closing the door softly behind her. When she walked into the living room, she snuck up on Pacey and tackled him from behind. He laughed lightly, flipping her over his body and laying her in front of him. She giggled softly, scooting up close to him and draping an arm over him.
"Is Alex asleep?"
"Yep. All tucked in."
"And you've studied enough for your test tomorrow morning?"
"Yep, Thoreau is permanently engraved in my brain."
"And it's barely 9 o'clock and we have the rest of the night to ourselves?"
"Straight until the morning." She scooted closer, smiling at his implication.
"Well, Miss Potter. Maybe I should hang out here with you. You know, make sure you stay out of trouble." He smiled, nuzzling his nose against her cheek.
"Well, I wouldn't want you to have to do anything too difficult." She moved her hand over his chest, working along his back and down to his ass.
He pressed against her, his erection growing steadily against her thigh. He brushed his lips over her own before whispering, "Well, then you'll just have to surrender to me now." He locked his lips over hers, kissing her deeply. He rolled over, pulling her on top of him as they continued to make out. She lay on top of him, crushing her breasts against his chest as she kissed him passionately. Her fingers moved through his hair then down his arms until their hands were clasping. They continued to kiss like this, their lips constantly moving, their tongues swiping over each other's, their bodies melting into one.
In one swift movement, Pacey rolled them over, shifting a leg between hers and rubbing it against the junction of her thighs. Their hands still clasped together, he moved them above their heads, holding them lightly against the floor. He moved his lips down to her neck, nibbling the tender flesh with his teeth. She sighed with pleasure as she hooked her free leg over his own. He continued to kiss her neck, sucking at the soft skin and causing Joey's desire to rumble through her belly. Her hands lightly pinned to the floor, she allowed him to move above her. Grasping her hands with one of his, he used his free hand to slip under her shirt. Licking along the V outline of her sweater, he grasped one of her breasts, pinching gently at her hardening nipple. She moaned softly, squirming beneath him, wanting to feel his hands against her bare skin. Nudging the sweater up, he scooted his body down to kiss her belly, his tongue dipping into her navel. Her hands now free, she moved them to his hair, only to be pushed away lightly; wanted her full attention on herself alone. Slipping the sweater up her slender body, she arched off the ground to allow him to free the soft material from her. Sitting up, he swung his legs around and lifted hers over his, straddling Joey around his waist as he sat her up against him. She scooted her body forward, her heat pressed against his erection, her ankles hooked behind his butt.
She pushed Pacey's shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, tossing it to the side before stripping his wife beater off. Pacey flicked his tongue over her lips, silently requesting access to her mouth. She smiled teasingly at him, clamping her lips shut and tilting her head back. He reached quickly for her breasts, pinching both nipples through the thin cotton bra. She gasped, her mouth falling open for his waiting tongue to delve inside. He continued to kiss her, rolling his tongue over her own before she started to suck on it. He unclasped her bra, slipping it off her shoulders and discarding it on the floor. Grabbing her ass, he pulled her even closer; enjoying the sensation of her hot center against his throbbing length, her mile long legs securing him against her. Their bodies pressed against each other, skin against skin, as their lips continued to move over each others.
Slipping his hands behind her back, he arched her body against him, lowering his head to run his tongue over her nipple. The soft bud puckered even more as he blew against the wet tip, moving to reciprocate the same on the other. He nibbled on her breasts, worrying the tight peek between his teeth before sucking fiercely. She gasped, rolling her head back as he lowered her to the ground. Situating himself between her legs, he laid on top of her as he continued his ministrations on her breasts. She gasped and moaned, wanting to close her eyes, but never able to stop watching him. Wanting to touch him, but enjoying his request to please her alone.
He moved down her body, kissing every inch of her stomach and running his tongue along the edge of her jeans. Her stomach rippled with desire; her legs instinctively falling open even wider. In one swift motion, Pacey ran the flat of his tongue seductively against the thick seam of her jeans, at the apex of her thighs. She rolled her hips, gasping as she watched his tongue disappear into his mouth. He stared up at her, running his fingers along the edge of her jeans; to the zipper and out, back and forth. She bit her lip roughly, nodding her head at his obvious request.
He plucked the button of her jeans open, slowly lowering the zipper down. Pulling the fabric open, he grasped the edge and pulled them down her soft legs. She bent her knees, helping him remove the rough denim. When her legs were free, he ran his hand up her thigh torturously slow. She whimpered as he palmed her soft mound, rubbing his hand up to the top of her panties and back down again. He rubbed his thumb gently over the fabric, right above her clit, causing her hips to thrust up against his hand. The fabric was moist from her excitement and he continued to push his fingers against her. Occasionally he would slip a finger under the elastic, feeling her moisture and revealing in the softness of her outer lips. Joey continued to whimper from the torture. Her head fell back, trying to control herself from putting Pacey in a headlock between her thighs. When her eyes were turned away from him, he clamped his mouth over her mound, pushing his tongue against her clit repeatedly. Her moan came out breathy and strained, her neck snapping down to look at him with wide eyes.
Pacey himself could only take this torture so long. He needed to taste her completely. Skimming up her legs, he peeled her panties off of her, then hooked her thighs over his shoulders and opened herself up to him. Without hesitation, he ran his tongue over her lips, the flat of his tongue tasting her opening as the tip flicked once over her clit. "Ohhhhh!" Joey moaned, stifling the end by biting her lower lip. Slipping his hands under her ass, he fed upon her. His tongue extended and stiff, he slipped it in and out of her tight opening. She panted with each thrust, her hips moving in time with his tongue. He slipped his thumb over her clit, rubbing briskly before moving away.
Running his finger over her lips, he pushed gently at her opening. As it disappeared inside of her, she moaned deep in her throat. He thrust slowly into her, curling his finger up to press against her slick walls. He moved his mouth back to her clit, lapping slowly at the engorged nubbin as he slipped a second finger inside. Joey squirmed above him, her fingers plucking roughly at each nipple, her back arched off the floor as her hips rolled against his mouth. As he increased his speed, he clamped his mouth over her clit, sucking on it fiercely as she began calling out his name. Biting on her hand, she tried to muffle her screaming, panting repeatedly as her body began to quake. She clamped her thighs around his head, locking her ankles as she thrust up against his mouth. Feeling her orgasm erupting around him, he moved his tongue down to her opening, lapping up her sweet juices as he stroked her clit with his thumb. Her body continued to tremble as his tongue snaked inside her, his thumb relentless on her clit. Her body jerked with the aftershocks of her orgasm as Pacey slowed his thumb to a stop, and licked delicately at the last traces of her excitement. Her body went limp as she tried to catch her breath, her eyes staying closed longer with each blink.
As Pacey moved up her body, kissing random spots along the way, she smiled down at him before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her lips to kiss. As he turned her body so that he could spoon against her, she licked her lips, touching them gently with her fingers as she tasted herself. She giggled softly before turning around in his arms to face him.
"And what's so funny, Potter?"
"I'm just laughing at my own stupidity."
"How's that?"
"We could have been doing THAT for 8 MONTHS!" She blushed as he stroked her back and smiled.
"Well that, my dear, is an indulgence you can have whenever you please. Just so long as you promise to not snap my neck in your exuberance." He laughed softly at her look of embarrassment. His laughter stopped as she grasped his erection through his jeans. He allowed her to move her hand for a moment before taking her wrist and pulling it away. "That, we're going to save for another day." She made a face at him, pouting her lip out slightly. He kissed it quickly before snuggling her against him. "Honestly, babe. I'm just too tired! You wore me out!" He laughed at her giggle, resting his chin against her head, perfectly content to make her happy. For the rest of his life.
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