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Sex on a Beach
David yawned, stretching his arms over his head as he lay back on the beach. After a moment, Jack dropped onto his legs, dressed in only a pair of black bikini bottoms with strings tied on the sides. She had foregone the top since she both knew that he would appreciate the decision, which he definitely did, and also because there was zero chance of anyone seeing them, as the beach they were relaxing on was a random deserted planet on an undeveloped tropical world in the ass end of nowhere out in the Terminus systems. David had checked thoroughly before they landed. The closest people on the planet was a smuggler's den on the opposite side of the planet, but just in case, they'd payed the smugglers handsomely to allow them to use the beach for a few days.
"You look very comfortable," Jack smiled.
"Getting less comfortable by the second having you sitting in my field of view dressed like that," David said, shifting slightly so that his rapidly growing erection pressed into her.
Jack hummed in satisfaction, smiling and closing her eyes, splaying her hands on his chest for a moment before opening her eyes again and smiling down at him. "That's tempting, but I'm supposed to be trying to make us fancy beach drinks. I just came over here for a kiss."
"I suppose I can do that," David smiled.
Jack rolled her eyes and leaned down, kissing him for several long minutes before pulling away and walking the few feet to where she was trying to mix martinis, unsuccessfully, though he'd drink it anyway just to make her happy. It wasn't her fault, of course. She usually just drank her alcohol straight, as did he, so neither of them really knew how to make a martini properly. However, there were no bars on their side of the planet, let alone near the beach they were on, so neither minded.
His omni-tool beeped suddenly and he tore his eyes away from her mostly-nude form to read the message he'd received in a small holographic window that appeared over it. He smiled as soon as he read it, closing it and sitting up. "Hey Jack."
She looked over at him, seeing him holding a hand out to her and smiled, taking his hand and settling into her lap again. "You're making it pretty hard to make martinis."
"That's fine," David smiled. "This is important. Do you remember Grissom Academy?"
"The Alliance Biotic school the Teltin scientists snuck into?" Jack asked. "The Ascension Project, right?"
"Yeah," David nodded. "I sent them a message after the suicide mission."
"Why?" Jack asked suspiciously.
"Because you still have an extremely large bounty on your head, Jack," David said. "However, according to a message I just received back from them, they've agreed to erase your criminal record in exchange for you being one of the biotic instructors there."
Jack raised an eyebrow. "And when were you planning to tell me about your plan?"
"Not a plan," David said. "An option. You don't have to accept. It's just an option that now exists."
"Do you think I should accept?" Jack asked.
"I think you should do what you want," David said. "However, I would be happy knowing that you don't have to worry about bounty hunters or mercs coming after you anymore."
Jack sighed. "Fine. I'll give it a chance. What about you, though? If I'm a biotics instructor at Grissom Academy, what will you do? Your biotics suck."
"Oh, I'm going back to the Blue Runs," David said, Jack's eyes widening in surprise. "I've gotten a taste for adventure now. I ain't giving that up for anything."
"Wha..." Jack's eyes widened before a grin split David's face, despite his best efforts. Jack shrieked in disbelief and mock outrage. "Fuck you! You are such a fucking dick!"
David laughed, wrapping his arms around her when she tried to stand, then rolled, pinning her to the beach and kissing her for a few seconds. "Come on, Jack. Do you really believe I'd go anywhere after all the work I put in to get you to admit you love me?"
Jack smiled, David seeing relief in her eyes. "You'd better not."
David smiled, one hand reaching up to gently brush some sand from her cheek. "You were worried, weren't you?"
"I don't want to lose you," Jack admitted, her smile slipping and a sad, worried expression replacing it. "I can't. I don't think I could handle that."
David smiled, kissing her again. "You never will. I promise."
She smiled and nodded.
"Now, where's my martini?" David asked. "I thought you were supposed to be making them."
Jack rolled her eyes and groaned in mock annoyance, shoving him off of her. He laughed as he rolled onto his back, clasping his hands behind his head again. After a moment, Jack hummed approvingly.
"It just occurred to me, but all that training with Jacob and Thane really worked wonders," Jack said, trailing a finger over the toned, if small, muscles of his abdomen.
"No kidding," David nodded. "You know what, though?"
"What's that?" Jack asked.
"I still don't have a martini," David smirked.
Jack glared at him. "Don't make me fling you out into the water with my biotics."
David hummed thoughtfully. "Yeah, I'll pass. I'll behave."
"Good," Jack said, giving him a quick kiss before returning to making martinis. For the next few minutes she continued to try and make a martini before finally kneeling beside him again, holding out a glass. "There we go. One martini. I think."
He took a drink, his mouth and throat instantly burning, but he swallowed it and smiled. "It tastes amazing."
"Good," Jack smiled, picking up her own and sitting in his lap, facing away from him as he wrapped the arm not holding his drink around her. She took a drink and instantly grimaced. "You lie like a rug."
He laughed, kissing the top of her shoulder where there was no sand. "I do."
He took another drink, allowing himself to grimace this time, before watching the sun slowly sink toward the horizon with her, both sitting in comfortable silence for a while. "Yup. Just you, me, and a few dozen moody, hormonal teenagers who have no idea how to work their biotics."
"Good, you should fit right in, then," Jack smiled back at him.
"Ouch," he said. "Now, that hurts."
"That's alright," Jack smiled, turning around in his lap and draining her martini. "You're tougher than most people. You can handle it."
David rolled his eyes, draining his own martini, then captured her lips. Jack sighed, settling into the kiss, looping her arms around his neck. David's tongue slipped out to greet hers just as hers did the same, and both sighed, holding the other tighter as the kiss began to quickly grow hungrier. One of her hands tangled in the back of his hair as the other clung to the side of his neck. His own hands slid up to begin massaging her mounds, pulling a low moan from her lips before he leaned forward, laying her on her back. He began to kiss his way down her neck, making sure to leave several dark bruises on each side, all the while his hands worked her breasts and nipples attentively and his thigh pressed into her, allowing her to rock her hips against his leg.
Jack moaned heavily as he captured her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard and flicking it repeatedly with his tongue. her hips rolled harder against him before he pulled his leg away, slipping his hand into her bikini bottoms instead, fingers instantly beginning to work her folds expertly yet gently, building her orgasm closer and closer steadily. Her hips rocked and rolled under him, beginning to tremble slightly as he kissed his way to her other breast. He looked up at her after a bit, smiling as she tried to look down at him, only for him to sweep his fingers over her clit and make her eyes roll back and her eyelids flutter closed as she moaned heavily in pleasure, hands grabbing fistfuls of sand as they tried to find something to grab in order to keep her grounded. He loved her reactions to him being gentle. She loved rough sex, but whenever he was gentle with her, she simply lost it. She wasn't used to it, like she was rough sex, so she didn't know how to handle it, and ended up more sensitive to it.
He began to kiss his way down her abdomen, feeling her muscles clench and quiver under her skin. He smiled, slipping his hand out of her bikini bottoms in order to pull them down, then stopped, lifting his head to stare at an obviously recent tattoo. "Property of David" was now stamped in a slight arch across the middle of her pelvis. He stared at it for a long moment before looking up at her, seeing her giving him a knowing smile.
"Nothing says commitment quite like your name as a pelvic stamp, right?" Jack asked.
David choked up instantly and moved up, kissing her fiercely. She let out something between a sigh and a whimper and returned the kiss in kind, holding him tightly.
"I'm yours, David," Jack said. "Only yours."
"I love you so much!" David smiled, eyes watering as he kissed her again.
As Jack kissed him back again, she reached down, guiding him into her, then moaned as he filled her slowly. Once he was fully seated inside of her, he stopped, feeling her trembling and quivering around him, still on the verge of finishing from his earlier diligence. Her hands clung tightly to his back, and he could feel her desperation to finish through the kiss, but she didn't pull away, move, or beg. She wanted him to do what he wanted, because she knew that whatever he did would be worth the wait. He'd proven that numerous times before the suicide mission. He smiled, pulling back from the kiss and shifted his hips slightly, just enough to tease her and make her moan loudly, hands clenching.
"You're so beautiful," David smiled adoringly down at her, the smile growing when she blushed slightly, still not used to people complimenting her just for the sake of wanting her to know it was true, rather than to try and get in her pants.
"I'm no-Ah!" Her eyes rolled back as he pulled most of the way out to cut off her denial, then pushed back in slowly, her dripping snatch squelching softly as he filled it again.
He stopped once he was inside again, Jack trembling and twitching under him, breathing coming in quick gasps and pants as her tunnel quivered and twitched agitatedly around him. She was a lot closer than he realized.
"You're beautiful," David said, kissing her neck softly, making her tilt her head to the side and moan. As he continued, the spoke between kisses. "You're amazing...talented...strong...beautiful...perfect."
"D-David," Jack whimpered, hands pawing at his back as she continued to tremble around him. "Please. Please let me cum."
David smiled widely against her neck. Something about hearing Jack plead, hearing her ask permission for anything, especially this, pulled at him. He knew for a fact, without even having to ask, that no one had ever heard those words from her before. She would have rather died than let anyone else see her be submissive. She'd have thought it made her weak.
He smiled, moving up and kissing her, then began to move his hips in a slow, steady rhythm, just barely slow enough to keep Jack from finishing, despite her perilously close she was to toppling over the edge. She clutched at him, moaning, gasping, panting, and whimpering into the kiss, and yet still he held her there. Finally, he pulled back and her head fell backward, soft pleas rolling out of her mouth instantly in between gasps and pants for breath. He finally began to thrust into her in earnest, speeding up rapidly and cutting off her begging by making her gasp harshly as her orgasm exploded through her. She bucked and shook beneath him, face flushed scarlet and mouth open in a silent scream as her tunnel clenched and spasmed around him, milking his cock as it continued to spear her over and over. Finally, as he began to piston in and out of her as fast and hard as he could, she gasped in a desperate breath before beginning to moan and wail in pleasure, her cries drowning out the wet sound of their love.
"Oh fuck!" Jack wailed. "Don't stop! Fuck! Please don't stop!"
David smiled, lifting her into his lap and she began to bounce instantly. He stuck his right hand's middle and ring fingers in his mouth for a moment, then reached back, Jack crying out in surprise and pleasure as both shoved themselves knuckle-deep into her other entrance on her next drop. She began to ride him harder, her cries growing more hoarse and desperate as she did, and David groaned, feeling himself starting to slip as well. Jack kissed him instantly, redoubling her efforts in order to try and make him finish.
"Please, David," Jack panted between kisses. "Please cum for me. Please let me feel you fill me."
He groaned, beginning to finger her ass faster and thrusting up into her in time with her drops. She began to moan and gasp in pleasure as she rapidly sped toward her own orgasm again, refusing to break the kiss, and after a few more moments, David grunted as Jack slammed down onto him, both snapping together, her clenching and undulating tunnel milking every drop from him as both held each other tightly. Finally, they began to settle and the kiss, which had been little more than them muffling their respective moan and groan of pleasure with each other's lips, resumed at a languid, patient tempo, both panting for breath all the while. Finally, Jack pulled away, resting her forehead against his and he smiled as he stared up into her eyes adoringly.
"How?" Jack asked, confusion and shame pulling the skin around the corners of her eyes and on her forehead into creases. "How do you do it?"
"Do what?" David asked.
"How do you look at me...at my scars...and still think I'm beautiful?" Jack asked.
David smiled. "Because I don't care about the scars, Jack. The only thing I care about it you. Your scars just prove that you went through Hell and survived. They prove that you're stronger than anyone else, because you didn't let them destroy you, and you don't let what they did to you define you. That alone makes them a part of your beauty."
Jack smiled adoringly. "I love you."
"I love you too," David smiled.
They stayed like that for a long while, his still-hard member still firmly planted inside of her and her both holding the other, foreheads resting against each other's and their eyes closed, simply enjoying each other's presence.
"You know, you're the only person that's ever made me beg," Jack said, blushing slightly. "I always thought that begging made someone weak, but..."
"It doesn't make you weak," David smiled.
"I know," Jack smiled. "I know that now. It felt...a little scary to give up control like that. Or, at least, to show that I was, since you were already in control. But...because it as you...it was kind of fun."
"I'll bear that in mind for next time," David smiled.
"Oh no you don't," Jack smirked. "Just because I begged for it once doesn't mean you're going to dominate me now."
David laughed, kissing her. "I know. I'll have to work for that."
Jack inhaled deeply, but settled into the kiss. After a few more seconds, however, she pulled back, smirking. "Want to try the other hole now?"
David smiled. "If you want to."
"Oh, I definitely do," Jack said, shifting her hips and moaning. "You should be lubed up enough."
"Oh, don't worry about that," David said, then let out a slow breath as Jack finally lifted up off of him, then turned around to get on all fours. "I tweaked my omni-tool a bit more. I can do this, now."
He used his omni-tool's fabricator to make lube, which formed in his palm before he began to spread it around the hole he was about to use. Jack gasped instantly.
"No fucking way!" Jack said, looking back at him. "You can make anal lube with your omni-tool!?"
"I can make almost anything with it now," David said. "Lube, liquor, cake."
"Oh my God!" Jack said. "That is the single best invention I've ever heard of!"
David laughed, gripping her hips and lining himself up with her ass. "Are you ready?"
"Go slow," Jack said. "It's been a while since I've had anything besides your fingers in there, and nothing as big as you."
David nodded, pressing against her hole for a moment before managing to slip into her. She gasped instantly, then moaned, pressing back against him as he slowly worked himself back and forth, inching deeper into her ass each time until he was fully rooted inside of her. She moaned, her sphincter clenching and releasing around the intruding object for several moments before she began to rock against him. He took the hint and began to pull out slowly until only his head was left, then pushed back in just as slowly. Jack moaned heavily as he did, then began to pulled forward the moment his hips met the firm flesh of her ass.
"Faster," Jack moaned. "Harder."
He complied speeding up quickly, and after a couple of minutes, he was slamming into her over and over in earnest, his hips slapping against her ass rapidly as she moaned and wailed in pleasure. He groaned as he fucked her and suddenly Jack's arms gave out, her upper body dropping into the sand. However, David made no move to stop, and Jack didn't ask him to. He began to pound her hole harder as her right hand moved between her legs, shoving two of her fingers into her cunt while her thumb worked her clit, her cries of pleasure growing louder quickly. David felt his rope running up quickly and fought to hold it. Her ass was much tighter than her pussy, and it was making it hard for him to hold out. However, just as he felt himself start to slip, Jack cried out in pleasure, slamming back against him rapidly as their combined juices suddenly squirted out of her around her fingers. Then, he broke, yanking her ass back against him several times as he flooded her again, every thrust sending a fresh wave. Finally they both began to settle, and he slipped out of her, his member beginning to soften. He dropped onto his back with a satisfied groan and Jack turned around and lay on top of him, brushing the sand off of her head before kissing him.
"That was so much better than I expected," Jack said, resting her head on his chest. "I'm not walking right for a few days."
David chuckled, kissing the top of her head. "That's alright. I'll just take care of you wherever you're laying so you don't have to."
Jack half-hummed-half-moaned in approval. "That sounds like a deal. So, which do you like better?"
David smiled, wrapping his arms around her. "Whichever one you want me to use at the time."
"No," Jack said. "I want to know. I want to know what you like."
David smiled, reaching up and brushing some remaining sand from her cheek. "I like the first one better. Your ass is tight and feels incredible, but it feels more...personal...intimate, I suppose, in your pussy."
Jack smiled, nodding. "My thoughts exactly."
David smiled and pulled her down into a kiss for a few seconds before she lay her head on his chest. "Nap time. Then when we wake up, I'll get to enjoy my favorite snack."
Jack hummed approvingly. "Can't wait."
He smiled, wrapping his arms around her and she wrapped hers up under his shoulders before they both drifted off to sleep.
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