A/N: Hey... How're you guys? It's been a long time, but I come with a (final?) update? This story is barely halfway done but a lot of stuff has been going on in my life and I've been working on other things, and also this story was one of the more outlandish things I've made so it didn't quite gain a ton of favor or traction and admittedly that dampened my enthusiasm for it. I want to finish everything I've started, but I'm just not sure if I'm permanently abandoning this one or not.
Regardless, here's some honest to god smut that I tinkered with for a while. It's what the rating for this fic promised, so you know what you're getting into if you continue reading. Thank you to those that have read and commented on this strange fanfic. I always appreciate the interest 3
(17)
Despite the somersaults turning her stomach, Bubbles spared a thought to the fact that getting to their destination had been uneventful at best. She'd met her boyfriend's respective bandmates and appeared to have set a good first impression with Noodle and Russel.
It was less clear with the singer, whose accent was so thick when he spoke that Bubbles could only nod as if she wasn't hopelessly lost during the conversation. Nevertheless, 2D had a very similar disposition to Bubbles herself, with the both of them being cheery about the simplest of things. The young woman considered that perhaps his spacey moments (and the pointed glances in his direction from both his bandmates) were just part of being the lead in a band. Or maybe, more likely, because a former band member of theirs - Murdoc - wasn't there to be demanding.
"You're real lucky that he ain't here." Russell had looked from her to Ace and back. "Just when I think he's finally showin' his age, Muds got us trailed by assassins or some bullshit."
Bubbles had covered her mouth, horrified by the idea, as was her nature.
Noodle grinned from the back, where she was gently tuning her guitar. "Assassins wouldn't compare to him making an ass of himself in front of a pretty girl, though."
Bubbles squeaked when Ace pulled her closer, possessively.
The tension from thereon followed the couple all the way through practice, although Bubbles had been happy to spin in a chair while listening to songs that were familiar but only just so. She couldn't contain her happiness when they were finally released, or her giggles as Ace grabbed her hand and they practically sprinted down the hotel hallway to his room.
The door hadn't clicked shut before he was pulling her in for a bruising kiss.
When they parted, Bubbles's lashes fluttered rapidly.
"Ace." She whispered, hardly daring to breathe. The hazy look in his eyes only faltered as he took a moment to grin at her goofily.
"Goddamn, you're adorable." His voice came out rough, only adding to the tingle dancing along Bubbles's spine.
"Lookie look doll." Bubbles's gaze flicked around before landing on the hand Ace held close to her face. "Filed 'em down earlier today. Lucky you."
He smirked, then playfully pushed her on her back, making her 'eep' at the contact with the bed.
Her face was burning. "You know you don't have t -!"
He covered her mouth with his own, hands already smoothing over her stomach and down, down between her thighs. She bucked up instinctively as he made contact with the little bud between her folds.
"But I liiiikkkkkeeeee playing with ya." Her moan was drawn out even after he'd let her go and focused his attention back down. "Plus, 's a good chance to practice with my fingers."
Ace licked his lips. "Ya don't want me to miss out on practice, do ya?"
Bubbles's eyelids lowered as he began to slowly work her over. "N-not if it's that important…"
She was so wet that slipping a finger inside her was too easy. It made Ace purr to hear her mewl at the intrusion.
"Mmm," He slid in and out, making use of those long, quick digits.
Bubbles's eyes shut tightly as her stomach seemed to drop in the most pleasant of ways. A sharp pang of pleasure struck through her center, and she couldn't help squirming as her partner continued to work his magic.
The girl buried her face in the pillows, crying out whenever skin met skin. It felt as though with every thrust, Ace was moving deeper inside of her, over the imaginary limit from the first time they'd done this.
His fingers skimmed along one hip before grabbing a handful. Ace pulled her back, impossibly closer, and bottomed out with a high-pitched moan.
Ace leaned over her, still pushing and pulling, and showed her a Cheshire cat's grin. "Yous sure look good like this, babe."
Bubbles opened her mouth but could only squeal as her lover moved his hips in a circular motion.
"Yous gonna cum all over my cock, huh? Huh?" He hummed. "Lemme see your eyes roll back, doll."
He whipped her back by the hair and Bubbles sobbed. The adjusted angle had her flailing to get a grasp on the bed frame, trying to adapt to the new position before she felt him stabbing at a spot that made her legs shake.
"Ace! Ace!" Bubbles wailed, tears starting to blur her vision of the ceiling overhead. "I c-c-can't - !"
Dripping with sweat, Ace lifted himself on his bony knees in time to witness Bubbles's blue irises disappear behind fluttering lashes.
He could've laughed, getting exactly what he wanted. Body tightening and pulse pounding, the man couldn't do much more than wrap himself around the woman as she came.
Her scream propelled him into overdrive. Faster and faster and just keep hitting that spot - !
"Just like that. Just. Like…" He yelped, plowing Bubbles and himself into the sheets face first.
The rest of Ace shuddered violently, verging on seizure-esque. He gasped for breath, shaking like his soul itself was leaving his body. Bubbles screams became muffled, but her inner walls clenched around him, taking his cum greedily and sending him sputtering incoherently into her hair.
It took more than a minute to come back down, but as soon as he did, Ace collapsed on his side. He took the blonde with him, not capable of uncoiling himself from her just yet.
He wheezed, trying to focus on anything. The sound of Bubbles breathing heavily filled their room while she trembled.
He raised a hand and let it splay over her chest, fingers pressing idly against her ribs. "You alright?"
She didn't stop shaking, and the afterglow died down just slightly. Ace's brow furrowed. "Bubbles? Babydoll?"
Bubbles turned to look at him. Her face was absolutely pink, glowing as the blue in her eyes became even more prominent.
"It's never felt like that before." She blurted out.
Ace frowned. "Uh… Is that a good thing or?"
Bubbles rolled over, instantly burrowing her face against his chest to hide. "Good. Very good. Oh my goodness."
Her voice, soft and small, made Ace chuckle. The worry seeped out and left him both deflated and satisfied. He pulled her closer.
"Did it feel good to you?"
"Hell yeah." He smirked. Bubbles's giggling was muffled, but the vibration that came with it startled him into following suit.