The Blue Dress
Alone and Naked
He could barely keep his hands off her during the whole walk to his apartment, touching her and squeezing her every chance he got, watching that dark blush creep on her face and her teeth slide out to capture her lip in anticipation.
Seeing her in his coat and knowing that she was close to naked underneath, dripping with their joined essence, it drove him mad with desire and he wanted nothing more than to push her against the nearest wall and strip her down to nothing and take her again and again and again, regardless of the prying eyes along the streets. He felt like they were both were teenagers as they rushed to his apartment, giddy at the thought of finally having her and feeling the sweet swell of thrill at the idea of getting caught.
But if being with her was wrong, he didn't want to be right. Not for one second.
Hearing the pace of her prim black heels quicken as his gray apartment building came into view, he smiled down at her, realizing she was just as anxious as he was, and stopped in front of her to capture her in a breath stealing kiss. He wrapped his arms around her slim waist as her little hands slid up his chest and tangled in the folds of his shirt.
He nudged her mouth open with a low groan, the sensations of her heartbeat thudding against his chest riling him up even more and pulling her closer.
God, what was she doing to him? He had never been with someone that made him feel like this. So desperate, so hungry for more, so alive. It was addicting and he never wanted it to end. Actually, he wasn't entirely sure if he could let it end.
"Come on, Mr. Todd," she whispered teasingly between kisses, her hands dropping to his and pulling him in the direction of his apartment.
Her teeth slid out to bite her lip again as she pulled away, looking into his eyes with a mischievous glint and he couldn't help but be incredibly turned on by her unabashedly teasing nature. Holding her hand, they speed for his apartment, excitement filling them and fueling their movements. His fingered for his keys in his pocket, his hand shaking with desire. All he had to do was get her inside and he could touch her again and taste her again and drown in her and burn with her again and again and again until they were nothing but a messy pile of limbs and nerves.
He could barely wait, and by the way she was pulling at him, neither could she.
He quickly punched in the code for his apartment floor and sprinted with her to the elevator, pressing the button maniacally like it would open the doors faster. He heard her chuckle before he felt her fingers wrap around his tie and pulled him down into another kiss.
He smiled into the kiss, one arm wrapping around her frame and pulling her close while his other hand pulled at the tie around her waist and fingering the buttons on the coat, growing more anxious by the second. He felt her tongue slide over his lips, nudging them open and slipping her tongue inside to meet his. He groaned and pushed her inside the elevator when it finally arrived, his lips never leaving hers and pressing the button for his floor.
Her back met the wall with a thud, making her gasp and giving him more access to her sweet mouth. She whined, pushing her soft body against his hardened one and reaching up into his hair to pull him closer, the tips of her nails scraping along his scalp and sending shivers down his spine.
Pulling away the last button with shaky fingers, he pushed open the offending coat and palmed her bare waist, wanting -needing, to feel her skin on his. His thumbs brushed the skin underneath the wire of her bra as her fingers removed the tie from around his neck and worked to unfasten the buttons on his shirt, both desperate to feel the other.
The doors opened again to his floor and he let out a little whine as he reluctantly pulled away from her to unlock the gate and door to his apartment. But broken kisses always tasted better when they were fixed.
Sliding the door open, he pulled her against his body and captured her lips again, his mouth moving against hers in urgency. Guiding her inside and shutting the door, he tossed his keys to the side and pushed her against the black and red wall, pinning her hips with his.
Electricity and static ripped through the room as they began to pull and push at their clothes in need. The need to see, the need to touch and feel, and kiss, and lick each other's naked bodies, pushing them to go faster until they reached completion.
His coat fell to the floor behind her in a heap, his shirt soon following. He ripped his lips away from her mouth, down the swoon of her neck to that beautiful mark he had made on her, his tongue dancing and swirling around it, as his hands pushed her ripped dress from off her shoulders and down her body to join the other clothes on the floor. He trailed his kisses down her body, kissing and touching anywhere he could reach.
Her fingers moved to his belt and zipper with skilled hands before hooking her fingers underneath the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them both down, his strained erection springing free and pressing against her stomach. She gasped at his need, a small smile dancing at her lips in knowing that she did this to him, and traced the length of him with her fingertip.
He growled against her skin, biting down on her again, his hips moving slightly to her touch. Sliding a hand around her back, he fiddled with the hook of her bra, unclasping it before sliding his hands up to her shoulders and sliding the straps down her arms.
The item joined the others on the floor and he held his breath as he stared at her only clad in stockings, a lacy black garter belt, and those prim heels of hers, taking in her naked self in for the first time. He had fantasized about the naked body she had underneath her clothes a countless number of times, but he never imagined to be as sexy and as beautiful as she was standing in front of him right now.
A dark blush covered her body as he stared, her hands coming up to cover herself from his gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed by her nakedness. Stopping her, he gripped her wrists and pinned them against the wall above her head and loomed over her.
"Don't," he growled, his breath sliding over her skin as his eyes lingered on her naked form before dragging them up to look into her eyes. "Don't you dare try to hide from me."
Before she could finish taking a breath, his lips were on her again, kissing and nipping anywhere they would reach. His hands released her wrists, sliding down her body to the thick round swell of her ass and squeezed her hard. She let out a hiss-turned-moan, rolling her hips against him, sending another spark of electricity up his spine. An animalistic groan rumbled in his chest as he gripped her thighs and hoisted her up on his hips and pinned her there against the wall. Capturing and pulling at her bottom lip, he positioned himself at her opening rubbing his tip along her slit.
She writhed and moaned against his mouth, her brow furrowing at the torture. "Please…"
"You know what you have to say, Little Bird…" He teased, licking her lips and stealing her breath away.
She gritted her teeth and bucked her hips at him in need, and the thought of fighting him crossed her mind but her want and need for him, surpassed her fight. She banged her head lightly against the wall and rolled her hips again, a low growl working its way passed her teeth. "Fuck me again, Jason…"
He grinned as he thrust his hips forward, his cock sliding back in the warm sanctuary of her body again and it felt like coming home.
Hands clambered for each other and hot breaths clashed between them as another surge of unbridled lust rushed through their veins at a head spinning speed. Fire and electricity danced around them, coaxing them to be the instinctual animals they were originally designed to be, just purely fucking each other against the wall of his apartment.
The outer world disappeared. It was just them and their skin and teeth and lips and tongues and nails and hot breaths and unrivaled pleasure of their bodies swaying together in perfect and beautiful unison.
Somewhere between a few hours to few eternities passed and they somehow made it from the wall to upstairs in his bed, completely naked in each other's arms and utterly spent. Sweat peppered their skin as the smell of sex swirled around them while they rested, her naked chest flushed against his with his arm wrapped loosely around her. Both of their hearts finally slowing to a dull hum in their chests.
The world outside still a very distant memory while they were wrapped up messily in his sheets.
He felt fingers trace him, following the black ink tattoo on his chest, leading up to his shoulder and arm. He shivered slightly at her touch, a low flicker of a spark licking at his nerves again. His lips twitched weakly into a smile and pressed them against her hairline.
"Keep doing that and we'll have to go another round, Little Bird…" He hummed, pulling her closer.
He felt her smile against, her fingers still tracing over him. "Do you have another round in you?"
He hummed a soft chuckle as he placed another kiss on the top of her head, his fingertips rubbing light patterns along her spine. "Hmm. Give me about ten, maybe fifteen minutes, and I'll be ready to go again, Little Bird."
She chuckled softly against him, her body inching a little closer to his. His smile grew wider. The once so cold and distant Miss Roth he had come to know was now lying naked in his arms, showering him with her little affections.
He loved it.
He pressed his cheek against her and sighed wistfully, enjoying her tender touches but he felt a slight shift in air. He hummed lowly, tugging her closer to him again. "I can hear your brain ticking, Little Bird. What's on your mind?"
"It's nothing," Pause. "Why do you keep calling me 'Little Bird'?"
He raised a brow. "I thought it was quite obvious that it was an endearment, Little Bird."
She shrugged against him, her fingers moving from his arm to his chest again. "I realize that… But why 'Little Bird'?"
"Simple," he shrugged, opening his eyes to see her wide blue eyes looking back up at him, something tingly rousing in his gut. "Well much like the bird, you are smart and clever and beautiful."
"And the 'Little' part?"
"Isn't that part the most obvious?"
"That is the least obvious part, actually."
"You're short," he said bluntly.
Her jaw dropped slightly, challenge slowly dancing in her eyes. "I am not short."
"When you kick off those heels, you're really short," he pushed in an attempt to rile her up again. There was something wildly sexy about her whenever she was angry at him, and it drove him mad with desire.
She shifted slightly to sit up, her index finger pointing at his chest. "I am not short."
"Alright, alright…" He sighed mockingly, watching her slowly straddle his hips. "Vertically challenged, then?"
Her tongue rolled in her mouth as the corner of her lips twitched up, something dark and twisted swimming in her eyes and sinking into him and making his bones burn. His cock twitched as his hands came up her thighs to palm her hips.
"I'm not short," she repeated, moving her hips slow circles.
He licked his lips as he watched her glorious naked body roll over him, teasing him into submission. He had to hand it to the Little Bird, it was a good try. But she didn't know him as well as she thought she did.
"Little Bird…" He hissed a warning.
She ignored him, her slow grinds growing more insistent. "Say, I'm not short."
He gritted his teeth as the insatiable feeling of lust started to swim in his bloodstream again. His fingers bit into the soft squeezable flesh of her hips and ass, thrusting in time with her slow grind. She smirked at him, easing her movements just slightly. An embarrassing whimper erupted from his throat, wanting to feel their friction.
"Say it, Jason…" Her voice was playful, teasing.
He looked at her defiantly and thrusted his hips against her, his nails biting into her skin. "This isn't going to go the way you want it to, Raven," he warned again.
A low chuckle passed her lips, her gaze seductive and mischeivious. "That's what you think," she whispered before she moved her hips at a speed that set his whole body aflame again, almost blinding him.
He groaned at the friction, his arms wrapping around her and turning them so that he was on top. He swallowed her gasp in a hungry kiss and teased her sex with his tip again. He grinned when she whined.
"Told you this wasn't going to go your way, my Itty." Kiss. "Bitty." Kiss. "Dirty." Kiss. "Little Bird."
She hummed against his mouth, a private smile playing at her lips. "How do you know that this wasn't how I wanted this to go?"
He blinked, pulling away and looking down at her face, a sly expression sliding over her features.
He grinned at her, leaning down and catching her bottom lip with his teeth. "What a clever, Little Bird, you are…"
She chuckled at him between kisses while her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. God, she was so sexy like this. So raw, teasing, and uninhibited… He loved it.
"So," a sharp feminine voice called behind them, snapping them out of their spell. Raven gasped, desperately gripping the covers to hide her nakedness as Jason turned around to see Babs standing at the top of his stairs with a knowing expression.
The outside world had found it's way in.
"Just 'co-workers,' huh?"