Going down

"Valerie. Is it.. Ecstacy?" He muttered quietly, almost inaudible, as if talking to himself, panning out a story in his head. Val pursed her lips together, they began to grind against eachother. She'd said to take it slow, but they practically jumped into the deep end almost immediately. Despite being fully clothed, Val could both see and feel Markov's erection bulging through the trousers. Markov grunted, pulling away before beginning to unbuckle his belt. He was shortly interrupted by a pair of soft, small hands, placing themselves at his belt buckle. Markov looked down at Val, a faint smile on her face.

"Let me, big boy.". Val began to play around at the seams of Markov's trousers, before fiddling with the belt buckle and unzipping him. The two rose up briefly from the bed- Markov's trousers fell to the ground. A sense of pride filled Markov as Val's face beamed with excitement. He pulled away his shirt and underwear, pushing Val down on the bed gently.

"Valerie.." Markov mindlessly muttered to himself, as he began to undress her. Val's eyes closed slowly, a smile crept up on her face. Markov's face turned sour, irritated with all the complicated clothing she wore, he began to tear away at her clothes, ripping them apart and off to get to the skin. Val stared in surprise at Markov's animalistic acts, silent and slightly intimidated. Markov didn't notice at all. He was too busy eyeing and ogling Val's body, a sight to behold. He'd been thinking about her constantly, ever since the day they'd met. Her details in his head, he'd always dreamed, imagined, he'd masturbate over her regularly, just hoping he'd ever get the chance to bed her- and it was now that he had such a chance.

Val squirmed, attempting to slide away from the bed, to which she was shoved down and pinned. Markov growled lowly as he pinned her back. Val grunted as she was pinned down, looking up at Markov.

"Hey... Markov?" She asked quietly. He didn't respond. He grabbed at her legs, raising them upto his waist.

"This.. This is what we are here for, yes?" Markov grunted, staring her in the eyes. Val stared back, her eyes glimmered. "Markov, buddy. Y-you need to slow down..." She replied, her voice shaky.

"No time for being -slow-, we live in moment NOW." Markov growled, leaning into her. Despite his agressive behaviour, he played her softly. He cupped a hand on one of her breasts, massaging her gently, the other hand guiding himself inside her slowly – Val couldn't help but let out a gasp. She bit her bottom lip, stifling her moans, she hummed behind sealed lips. Her lips parted, a whisper escaped.

"How long have you waited..."

His brow raised with his lower eyelid. Val stared at him, her eyes hazy and half open, still recovering from being entered. "Markov, how long?..."

"Forever. Too long." Markov answered bluntly, staring at her. Already face to face, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her. His hand moved from her breast to her back, he pulled her close as he began to thrust, slowly first, allowing her body to adjust. His movement stimulated Val, an uncontrollable process, her lower area grew wet, naturally. She breathed in time with his movements, in, and out, over and over. Val sighed heavily, a grin across her face, eyes closed.

Markov increased in pace, grunting as he moved. All the dreaming, the stories that played out in his head, it was finally happening, right in the moment, atop Val, inside her. Val sighed and moaned quietly at his motions, her arms wrapped around his back now, holding him tight. She'd managed to keep him on his soft side for the moment, her fingers instinctively dug into his back from the buildup and pleasure she recieved from his length. Back and forth, Markov thrusted harder, faster, mindlessly. Val winced, her body still trying to adjust to the power and speed, it was beginning to hit her rough now. Her moans were uncontrolled, a grunt from a little pain would slip out now and then.

"Markov..." She sighed, taking a deep breath, continuing her sentence. "S-slow down, big fella- I can't- keep up" she grunted. Markov stared down at her, he paused his movements to gaze at her entirity.

"You are perfect Valerie. So... Doable." Markov said quietly, he placed his hands on her breasts and squeezed, pushing them together before releasing them, watching them wobble as they fell back into their natural place. He'd never been so fascinated before- there was not a single woman he'd seen that riled him up as much as Val. His head rushed with pictures and thoughts over and over again, a grin crept upon his face as he resumed fucking her, he played rough, whether she wanted it or not. Val yelped out in surprise, her toes curling, fists clenching as she clinged onto Markov, his motions driving her crazy. Markov leaned towards her, whispering into her ear.

"You have been caught, spy. I have you now."