home comming - Gilded Cage

"If you don't do anything I will demand to know where the hell Jim is and who you are..." with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes and a smirk on her lips.

He laughed at that. "Hey now! I ain't that bad ..." He looked left and right. Then he carried her to the bed. Turning around so he could drop down onto the bed with her on top of him. "Maybe just a little."

"What you still talk to me, hang out with me and watch movies but normally we're naked and I'm fine with that." kissing him and a laugh at the flop. "You really were staying here."

He tucked one arm behind his head. With the other one, he brushed hair out of her face. He smiled up at her. "Yeah, I was."

"That's sweet" and kisses him deeply "So anything else you think I should know right now?"

He kissed her. Then he looked thoughtful. "Stay away from Chase Covington. Man's a Tremere puppet."

"And you took me to see Victor!" playful slapping his arm "But I don't think I've even met this Chase." then kissed him again and started to move her hips against him. "Mind moving to a favorite position?" glancing over at the covered mirror.

He laughed and kissed her again. Then his brow quirked. "Which one were ya thinkin?" But he rose up to nibble at her shoulder. "An' takin' ya ta see a Tremere ain't tha same as bein' controlled by a Tremere."

SHe moved over to pull off the cover to the mirror, then smiled at him "This one so I can watch you watching us."

He smiled so that he could turn over and admire her as she moved. He ran a hand over her back and over her rump. Then he grinned. "I think I can do that."

"Sure I wouldn't want to put you out. " with a playful tone and wiggle of her bum at him.

He laughed and landed a playful swat against her rump. Then he pulled her back against him, so she could see herself in the mirror. "Brat."

She chuckled "Oh pot calling kettle I see." with a grin at him reflected through the mirror.

He gave her rump a solid pinch. Then he pulled her back against him. He kissed her shoulder and looked at her in the mirror. "I'm not a brat." Then he thrust his hips up. Just enough to brush against her without sliding inside of her.

Greer looks at him "I beg to differ but in the most delightful of ways..." with a slow smile at him, "You going to keep teasing or remind me why I like this position with you?"

He grinned at her. Then his hands slid down to her hips. He pulled her onto him. Long and slow so that she could feel every inch of him. He nipped at her shoulder. "Lord, you're demandin'," he laughed.

She laughs "NO just being reminded it's been too damn long." with a soft moan feeling every inch into her watching him behind her then more seriously "too long"

He smiled at her in the mirror. Then he kissed her throat. One hand sliding up to cup her breast. The other slid down over her belly to brush lightly over her button. "We can fix that."

"Oh I think you are." with a low purr of pleasure as he brushes her button and she rocks her hips into him.

He helped her move over him. His hand on her breast gave him leverage. He groaned against her throat. He caught her eyes in the mirror so he could watch her face and her movement. His fingers brushed faster over her button and his hips rose to meet hers when she moved.

It was odd how easily one could flow back into something with another, that is what she started to do and flowed up and down him, while watching him watch her and a look of desire was obvious as was pleasure and she rocked on him taking her sweet time to watch as he seem to know the same song and accented at the same moment.

It was almost like she had never left. One hand tugging her nipple ring while the other hand toyed with that button of pleasure. He wasn't in a rush. His hips rose to meet hers as he watched her and growled against her shoulder. He clearly had missed her.

She wasn't in a rush either, his growl he could feel the anticipatory shiver through her, and she still met his thrusts. Leaning back against him as they both enjoyed the moment, the sensations and the view.

He smiled to feel her. He twitched inside of her once. It made him smile. He groaned softly against her neck as he turned her head to kiss him. His fingers toyed with her button but not in a rush. He felt her gently as she rose and fell over him.

She smiled as she felt him twitch, the kiss was returned in kind and her body started to vibrate from the button, feeling him in her and how they looked. She leanes back against him, a low keening starting as he can feel small tremors over him inside her as she's steadily working up to climax for him.