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manwhore ([info]manwhore) wrote in [info]nofairytale,
@ 2010-12-25 14:48:00


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Entry tags:character: dari davison, character: jeremy pitt, rating: r, status: finished, type: log, year: 2006

WHO: Jeremy Pitt & Dari Davison
WHAT: Jeremy gives in to temptation
WHEN: June 2006; a few days after graduation
WHERE: Dari's flat in London.
RATING: R. NSFW. There be sexytimes.

Jeremy appeared with a soft pop outside Dari's flat not terribly long after he had left it. As angry as he was, it was a miracle Jeremy managed to find his way here, but even though the flat itself was new, he felt like finding Dari would never be any trouble. Especially when he needed her like he did right now.

He was so worked up that he didn't even consider that she was likely still asleep, since that is how he'd left her. Apparently, he thought bitterly as he knocked on her door, it was okay if you needed it and he sure needed Dari right now and nothing was going to stop him from having her.


The knocking was heard vaguely in Dari's mind as she stirred on the couch where Jeremy had left her. She'd been dreaming, though it was all quite fuzzy, though he seemed to be in there somewhere. Maybe she still was dreaming, she thought, as she rose slowly from the couch to open the door.

As she open the door to see Jeremy standing there, she was sure she must be dreaming. He'd just been there and he'd gone home, she was sure, as she'd drifted off. And he.. was with Nic now. The days when he'd show up this late were gone, weren't they? At least for now.


The second Dari opened the door, Jeremy's lips were on hers. His held her head fimly in his hands, his fingers moving quickly into her hair as he pushed them past the doorway and kicked the door shut behind them.

The kiss was desperate and wanting, an attempt at both vengeance and solace for what Nic had done.


Dari blinked. As Jeremy said nothing, as he reached for her and she suddenly found hungry lips pressed to her, kissing her like.. Merlin, she hadn't been kissed like that in a long time.

In her dreamlike haze, it didn't even occur to her that he had a girlfriend and that they weren't supposed to be doing this. Surely she was still asleep and this was just a dream, right? Between that belief and how badly she'd wanted to do just this only a few hours earlier, she was in no state to stop him.

Her arms slid around his neck and she pressed herself to him, returning the kiss eagerly, pulling at him just as he pushed at her, moving them out of the doorway.


Jeremy lifted her into his arms, not taking his mouth from hers. He wanted her... no, he needed her and, in his opinion, they weren't progressing nearly fast enough. He stumbled slightly as he carried her to her room, more interested in what he was doing than where he was walking. Falling against the door frame, he straightened and continued his trek to the bed they'd made earlier that day. They'd pulled the sheets straight and for the next hour, he could only think about how great it would be to have her on it... to mess them up again. Now, there was nothing to stop him... he needed this... to be sure. Needing it, instead of just wanting it, made it okay.

He dropped them to the bed, allowing his hands to travel over her.


Dari wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her, pressing herself more firmly against him, still lost in his kiss. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she felt that this was a very vivid dream she must be having, but she was too wrapped up in him to care as she instinctively rolled her hips against him, deepening the kiss.

As they fell onto the bed and his hands began to wander, she let out a soft moan, her hands immediately pushing insistently at his shirt. She couldn't help notice that his hair was wet and he smelled as though he was fresh from a shower. She grinned at that notion, thinking he looked even sexier than usual.


Jeremy, instantly falling back into old habits, pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor before kissing her deeply again.

"I need you," he mumbled, sliding his hand over one of her breasts. "Now," he commanded, stroking his other hand between her legs. He didn't expect her to turn him down, so he didn't want for an answer, he simply pressed his lips to hers in another hot kiss.


Dari's hands moved to his face, pulling him deeper into the kiss. She pulled at his lower lip as her hands moved into his hair and she couldn't help smiling against his lips.

"I need you so much," she murmured, not paying attention to her words, still feeling like this all must be a dream. She let out a gasping moan at the movement of his hands.

"Oh, Merlin," she whispered, gladly returning his kiss as her hands moved to tightly grip his shoulders.


For a fleeting moment, Jeremy reminded himself that Nic had only kissed the boy. Technically, he hadn't broken it off with her... and therefore, technically, he shouldn't be doing what he was doing. However, just as quickly as he reminded himself of those facts, he also reminded himself that she had 'needed' it... and that boy... man... whatever had touched his girlfriend in places that he, himself, had not been allowed to touch. It didn't matter how far he had gotten his hand in her knickers... it had still been there.

As he kissed her, he pushed his fingers against the jean material between her legs. Oh that was just not good enough. Opening the closure of her jeans with ease, he slipped his hand into her knickers, stroking a finger over the tender spot hidden between her folds.


Dari whimpered, thrusting against his hand as it slipped into her knickers, rubbing at that spot. All the stress of the day was quickly fading as she deepened the kiss, her hands grasping at him desperately. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was starting to realize this felt too real to be a dream, but at this point, she really didn't care. If Jeremy was suddenly willing, then, bloody hell, so was she!

Jeremy was suddenly very willing.

He was grateful that Dari didn't ask a bunch of questions. He didn't want to explain, he just wanted her; he needed to do all of the things he'd been thinking about doing since the second he'd began dating Nic.

He groaned as he pressed a finger into her. Bloody hell, it had been too long... way too long since he'd had his hands on Dari. "So hot," he mumbled, repeating that action.


Had it really only been a month or two? It felt like an eternity, suddenly, since she'd been with him like this. "Merlin, Jer," she moaned, writhing under his touch. She clung to him, clawing at his back as her mouth worked hungrily against him, moaning into this kiss, occasionally pulling away to whimper her name before once again pressing her lips firmly to his.

Jeremy pressed a second finger into her, curving them upward as he rubbed the heel of his hand over her clit. He continued to kiss her deeply, tasting her. He felt her moving under him and he realized how much he'd missed being truly wanted. He didn't need to get off... he needed to remember what it felt like to have a woman writhing under his touch (whether he came or not).

Yeah, Dari was definitely not dreaming. But did she really care at this point? She'd wanted him - needed him, in fact - all bloody day and now he was here and making her feel.. the way only he could, really, and there was no way she was stopping him to ask questions. She whimpered again at his touch, hands gripping at him a bit more tightly, nails digging into his skin.

"Fuck, I want you," she moaned, her hands moving down to his trousers, beginning to work at them. Those were definitely in the way and she wanted them off immediately.


Jeremy instantly began pushing her pants over her hips trying to get them out of his way. Losing patience with the whole mess, he pushed himself off of her, standing. With a few snatches at her pants, he'd pulled them off of her and tossed them over his shoulder. He dropped his own pants around his ankles and stepped out of them before leaning over her and pulling her shirt over her head and doing away with her bra.

He'd fully taken her request to heart, refusing to think of anything other than how bloody fucking good she was going to be. He lowered himself back over her, pulling her legs over his hips as he did. Kissing her deeply, he pressed himself into her groaning into her mouth. Bloody fuck... that, in itself, was good enough to make him cum right then. Not that he intend to give in and let her go that soon. He didn't want to cum until she was begging him for it.


Dari giggled at his obvious impatience, though she turned quite serious again as he came back over her, pushing himself into her. She returned the kiss with equal fervor, smiling against his lips as she pushed her fingers into his hair, her hips rising to meet his thrusts.

"Oh, Merlin, Jer," she moaned, amazed at how unbelievable it felt.


Jeremy pushed into her just as hard as he could, groaning and biting at her lips, pulling at her hips. "Oh fuck," he moaned running a set of fingers into her hair and pulling her mouth harder against his.

Dari's groans matched his as she clung to him, clawed at him. She kissed him deperately as her nails dug into his flesh.

"Good Merlin," she moaned, her hips rising to meet his every thrust.

"So fucking good."


"So.... hot...." he panted, not slowing or lightening his rhythm. He moved his hand from her hair to her shoulder as he pushed into her, grunting and moaning his pleasure. He lifted her chin with his thumb, leaned forward licking up her neck before kissing over the spots he knew she liked. He cursed under his breath, a stream of obscenities that didn't remotely fit together.

"Bloody... fuck," she gasped as his mouth trailed over just the most sensitive bits of flesh. She'd nearly forgotten how well he knew her, how well her knew just where to touch her.

"Merlin, Jer," she moaned, her hips rising to meet him more and more frantically as she clung to him, her nails nearly breaking skin and she attacked his neck with her mouth.


Jeremy increased his pace, matching every one of her frantic movements. "Fuck I've. Missed this." He didn't care if she clawed him to shreads, he pushed into her harder, groaning at almost every stroke. Kissing her, he nipped at her lips, pulling on her tongue when it entered his mouth.

"Merlin, yes," she moaned her agreement, amazed by just how badly she needed this, need him right now. This was exactly what she'd wanted, what she'd needed all day and the wanting then was making it all the better now. She kissed him hungrily, needfully, her hips rising to meet his again and again.

"Fuck, Jer, you feel so..." she trailed off, not that she needed to finish her sentence, having a difficult time forming words as her breathing became more and more ragged.


Jeremy filled her again and again. Leaning over, he kissed over each of her nipples, pulling hard on one and then the other. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last at this hard, frantic pace but bloody fuck if he wanted to stop. He'd given up on speaking, breathing was hard enough for the moment; however, the words played through his head... how perfect she felt, how tight, wet, hot... they were all them mixed in with the curses.

"Bloody fuck," she moaned, gasping at the sensations he was bringing about. Perhaps it had simply been too long or perhaps it was all the stress she'd been under, but she couldn't remember it ever having been quite this good.

"Fuck, you're good," she moaned, clinging and clawing at him a bit more and she buried her face in his neck, kissing and bitting and sucking at his flesh. She was bound to leave a mark, but at the moment she really didn't care.


Jeremy closed his eyes against the strong desire to lose himself in her right then. He wasn't ready for it to be over yet... he didn't want to finish... not yet.

He closed his eyes, trying not to think about the familiar tightening he felt, and he pushed into her just as hard and fast as he could manage, pulling at her hips as if her thrusts weren't quite enough.

He didn't care what she did to him... as long as it continued to feel this fucking good.


Dari swore again as she thrust against him a bit harder, her lips and teeth working at his neck, her nails digging a bit deeper.

"Oh, Merlin, bloody fucking..." she swore again. "So fucking good."


Jeremy continued to push into her, groaning at the feel of his impending release. He knew he was close but he didn't want to come... not yet. To him, it felt like they'd just started and he wasn't willing to be finished yet.

The way she was writing, moaning and cursing under him, didn't do anything to help his want -though quickly approaching need- to come. He leaned forward and captured her mouth with his as he pushed into her just as hard and fast as he could manage.


Dari clung to him as he pushed in and out of her, clawing almost desperately at him, kissing him with more passion and need than ever. She'd been wanting - needing - this all day and after hours of denying herself what she'd wanted so badly, finally giving in felt amazing.

"Merlin.. fu.. Jer," she groaned as she tightened reflexively around him.


Jeremy continued his ministrations, knowing that he was close... that it had been far too long since he'd had this from her. Her simplest movements, as always, made him want to lose himself and at the moment, he didn't see anything wrong with that. He pushed a hand between them, stroking her clit with small circular motions. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." he tried to tell her but the words wouldn't come. Instead, he pressed his lips back to hers groaning loudly as he tasted her.

Dari had already been so close, but as he reached down there and stroked against her. "Oh, fuuuuuck," she cried as she felt her muscles tighten convulsively around him, feeling almost as if she might pass out from sheer pleasure. She continued to move against him through her orgasm, unable to get quite enough, moaning his name loudly as she came.

Had it ever been this bloody good before? Perhaps it was having denied themselves for so long that made it feel so good now.

(and fade)


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