[Johanna sees him before he speaks. He looks rugged as hell and she wonders just how bisexual she actually is, because Bellamy brings all the hetero feelings. (If she only knew about him and Murphy-- she'd ask to watch). She breathes deep, fogging up the peephole. With a smug little smirk on her face, she opens the door.]
What do you think, Daddy?
[Johanna reaches forward to grab him by the front of his pants but her hand stops. There was a power dynamic here, don't go fucking it up.
[ Bellamy lifts an eyebrow at her when her hand stops. He wouldn't have minded if she'd grabbed him, but he appreciates her continuing to play the roles they've given themselves for this.
He looks her up and down, knowing fully well anyone could just pass by and see her standing naked in the doorway, so he should probably hurry up and get inside - but he's taking his time inspecting her from head to toe. ]
Beautiful. [ He honestly means that, stepping through the doorway. And here comes that genuine kiss he pulls her into, one hand on her face, the other on her thigh, trying to hitch it up to his hip - an act of encouragement to climb him. ]
[Johanna doesn't move from the doorway when he looks at her. She holds the door open enough for him and maybe a half of a Bellamy. She doesn't care if anyone sees her naked-- not in Magical Sex City, not in Panem. But if it revvs him up, then she'll stand out in the open any time.
She smiles slyly at being told she's beautiful. It's wiped off her face quickly by the kiss. He doesn't have to tell her twice to climb him. Her hands go to his shoulders and she pulls herself up-- she's surprisingly strong for someone so small. Her legs go around his middle, and then she frowns.] You going to take these old pants off?
I don't think I need to. [ Not for what he has planned anyway. It impresses him that she seems strong enough to hold herself up on him without his help, but he still supports her ass as he carries her further into the room. He swings the door shut behind him, then presses her up against it.
His hand moves down to unbutton his pants, pushing them down enough that his ass on the show, and more importantly his cock, with a condom already covering it. They've done enough foreplay through their devices - he's sure she won't mind him getting on with it. It's what he came here to do. So he positions his cock to her, shifting her slightly in his arms to get her at the right angle to slide down on him. The motion drags a deep moan out of him, the more inches he fills her up with. He had high expectations for this, but it still feels better than he imagined it would. ]
You good? [ He checks on her. ]
when i knew i'd be in this game i had to icon that part~
No, you're taking those pants off. [She breaks character for a moment to tell him to strip, just as he goes to unbutton his pants. She waits patiently, her fingers slipping into his long hair, petting him roughly like he was a dog. He's a very good boy.
Johanna certainly has no problems getting right to it. She aches for something to fill her up. And oh, does he ever. She lets out a short cry and buries her face in his shoulder.]
I'm good, Daddy. Go as hard as you want.
[Johanna rolls her hips, being impatient as ever. That movement elicits a moan from her and she tightens the grip on his hair.]
I don't blame you tbh, it amuses me how fitting it is
[ He can't say he's surprised when Johanna doesn't hold back from crying out when he enters her. Maybe another time (yeah, he can see them doing this again) when they're in a public place, he'll try to make her be quiet, shush her or hold a hand over her mouth. But right now - the louder, the better. ]
I was hoping you'd say that. [ The groan he makes when she grips his hair should indicate he likes that very much, and he's quick to start a rhythm of firm, well-aimed thrusts into her, hard enough to make a consistent thump sound against the door he's fucking her against.
He didn't think this was where her calling him Daddy would end up, but he's glad it has. ]
[Johanna is loud in general, not just during sex. For someone to shut her up, well that'd be quite a feat. She doesn't expect him to keep her quiet right now, she feels like they're just going to make each other feel very very good.]
You don't have to be gentle with me.
[She emphasizes this by pulling on his hair a little bit harder, while her dull little fingernails dig into the skin of his back. Johanna lets out a moan with each of his thrusts, becoming louder and more inconsistent as he goes. She wiggles and writhes, pinned up against the door. Moving her hips to meet his as often as she possibly can.]
I wasn't planning on it. [ This is anything but gentle right now and he's glad she seems to trust him enough to let him be a little rough with her.
For her, he's confident that this feels better than her fingers inside herself earlier - and for him, this feels much better than just a hand wrapped around himself too. You can't beat this feeling - and maybe that's why Bellamy has been doing more than what the sex quota requires every month because it makes him feel so alive. ]
Probably not gonna last as long as I usually do. You got me so worked up earlier with the Daddy talk. [ He keeps going though, determined to make her come before he does. His fingers clench her thighs as he speeds up. ] You feel so good, Jo. [ He searches out her mouth for another kiss, a little messy from the amount of movement from their bodies but nowhere near bad (Bellamy doesn't do bad kisses). ]
[Maybe it was because of Murphy, or just how he spoke to her when they first met, but-- yeah, she does trust him. Enough to not make fun of her when she called him Daddy. Enough to open the door naked (but let's be real, Johanna Mason gives no fucks about nudity). Enough to fuck him.
Johanna too has been meeting the sex quota just fine. Her own background consisted of random hook ups while drunk. So this place is letting her get a second look at sex with multiple partners. Partners that care if she has an orgasm or not.]
I won't hold it against you. I believe you can fuck for a long time. [A small laugh that slides into heavy breathing.] You feel good too. Real good. You're so deep in me. [Johanna allows the kiss, happy that it's messy and not right. She keeps jerking her hips, rubbing against him when they meet. It's enough to bring her over the edge, pulling away from his kiss and accidentally slamming her head against the door.] --Fuck!
I'll show you at some point. [ He promises her a long fuck in the future - not that there's anything wrong with how messy and fast this is. He likes sex where you want the person so much it can be over in a matter of minutes, but he also likes slow and teasing for an hour before finally getting down to it. He's keen to experiment with Johanna. She's already proved herself to be someone to try new things with, introducing him to the joys of being called Daddy.
(Hadn't she mentioned spanking earlier? He can't wait to do that one with her.)
He's so close, his own hips moving frantically and furiously to chase his own release - up until the point her head hits the door and it's enough to shock him into opening his eyes, slowing his movements to check her over. ]
Shit, are you okay? [ One of his hands cups the back of her head protectively to prevent it from happening again, but it's a little to late for that. He hasn't come yet but he will once he gets back into the rhythm of moving inside her. ] You tryin' to give yourself a concussion? [ He has to laugh a little. ]
Can I finish off with you on the bed? [ It might be safer before she accidentally knocks herself out. ]
[Johanna lets out a hyena laugh, loud and obnoxious. She quickly puts her hand over Bellamy's on her head and sticks her bottom lip out.] I'm okay but I'm gonna have a headache. Fix it, Daddy.
[She feels like crying, because of the pain and the fact that she was THISCLOSE to coming. It's frustrating, but she doesn't cry. She wants to-- but she doesn't. Johanna doesn't cry in front of people, especially people like Bellamy. She trusts him but not that much.] Yes, let's go to the bed, please. [She keeps rubbing the back of her head while she slowly untangles from Bellamy and struts over to the bed. She flops down face first and slowly raises her ass up in the air.] Don't make me wait. I'm injured, I need to be healed.
[ Bellamy can't exactly fix her headache, but he can distract her from the pain with lots of pleasure.
There's not a lot of women who would easily get into the position she does. He kind of loves that she's the kind of girl who doesn't mind presenting herself to him so shamelessly - it's an image that will stick with him for a long time.
He joins her on the bed, on his knees behind her, appreciating the view. If she wasn't in pain from hitting her head, he'd probably tease her by rubbing his cock against her folds - but the idea seems cruel when she's in pain, so he slips back inside her with ease. And here comes that slapping sound again of sweaty, hot flesh meeting flesh, holding her ass in place as he repeatedly slams into her.
The bed inevitably squeaks from their movements. ] You're gonna feel so much better once you come, I promise.
[Johanna has stopped rubbing her head by the time Bellamy joins her on the bed. A small smile slips onto her face and she angles to look backwards at him. She doesn't know if the expression on her face is one of pleasure or pain but either way, she's doing just fine.
A sound comes out of her like a hiccup once he enters her-- she's wet and ready but it's still a surprise. Her face is pressed against the bedspread, leaving her hands free. She sneaks one hand down between her legs and starts to run her clit-- Bellamy wants her to come, this is the fastest way.]
Thank you, Daddy. You treat me so good. My head's okay, get as rough with me as you want.
[ It's important that she tells him it's okay to keep going at a level that's far from gentle. He feels bad about what happened to her head, but she insists she's okay so he keeps going.
He's never been encouraged to be this rough in bed before. It's new and exciting, and Bellamy feels inspired to pull out of her, surprising her by swinging back his hand to slap one of her buttcheeks, enough for it to sting and turn the skin there red. The next second, he's back inside her again. ]
Daddy doesn't like it when you touch yourself without permission. That's why you got spanked. [ He reaches around her, pushing her hand aside to rub her clit for her. ] Daddy owns this. This is mine. It belongs to me.
[Johanna's head snaps to the side, trying to see him and question why he pulled out. The next second, she lets out a squeal at the slap.]
Bell-- Daddy!
[She moans when his hand takes the place of her own. It's so much better when someone else is doing it. And well, saying they own it is also incredibly hot. She rocks back against him enthusiastically. Johanna nonchalantly puts one of her arms behind her back, smiling as she puts her head down, cheek against the mattress.]
You can call me Bell. [ It might mean her breaking character to do that, but he doesn't mind. Those closest to him tend to call him that. It's a sign he trusts her.
He gives her ass another slap, since she seemed to enjoy it the first time, then holds on to the wrist she positions behind her back. He quickens the speed of his fingers as well as his thrusts. ]
[Johanna tries to answer him but she's already overwhelmed by her orgasm. She cries out and buries her face in the blankets. There's muffled high pitched squeals. She tilts her head enough to speak for his benefit.]
I'm coming-- right now, don't stop please.
[She moves her hips to press against his fingers, but also swings them back to sheath him inside her warm pussy.]
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What do you think, Daddy?
[Johanna reaches forward to grab him by the front of his pants but her hand stops. There was a power dynamic here, don't go fucking it up.
She stands there, naked, holding the door open.]
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He looks her up and down, knowing fully well anyone could just pass by and see her standing naked in the doorway, so he should probably hurry up and get inside - but he's taking his time inspecting her from head to toe. ]
Beautiful. [ He honestly means that, stepping through the doorway. And here comes that genuine kiss he pulls her into, one hand on her face, the other on her thigh, trying to hitch it up to his hip - an act of encouragement to climb him. ]
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She smiles slyly at being told she's beautiful. It's wiped off her face quickly by the kiss. He doesn't have to tell her twice to climb him. Her hands go to his shoulders and she pulls herself up-- she's surprisingly strong for someone so small. Her legs go around his middle, and then she frowns.] You going to take these old pants off?
what an appropriate icon!
His hand moves down to unbutton his pants, pushing them down enough that his ass on the show, and more importantly his cock, with a condom already covering it. They've done enough foreplay through their devices - he's sure she won't mind him getting on with it. It's what he came here to do. So he positions his cock to her, shifting her slightly in his arms to get her at the right angle to slide down on him. The motion drags a deep moan out of him, the more inches he fills her up with. He had high expectations for this, but it still feels better than he imagined it would. ]
You good? [ He checks on her. ]
when i knew i'd be in this game i had to icon that part~
Johanna certainly has no problems getting right to it. She aches for something to fill her up. And oh, does he ever. She lets out a short cry and buries her face in his shoulder.]
I'm good, Daddy. Go as hard as you want.
[Johanna rolls her hips, being impatient as ever. That movement elicits a moan from her and she tightens the grip on his hair.]
I don't blame you tbh, it amuses me how fitting it is
I was hoping you'd say that. [ The groan he makes when she grips his hair should indicate he likes that very much, and he's quick to start a rhythm of firm, well-aimed thrusts into her, hard enough to make a consistent thump sound against the door he's fucking her against.
He didn't think this was where her calling him Daddy would end up, but he's glad it has. ]
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You don't have to be gentle with me.
[She emphasizes this by pulling on his hair a little bit harder, while her dull little fingernails dig into the skin of his back. Johanna lets out a moan with each of his thrusts, becoming louder and more inconsistent as he goes. She wiggles and writhes, pinned up against the door. Moving her hips to meet his as often as she possibly can.]
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For her, he's confident that this feels better than her fingers inside herself earlier - and for him, this feels much better than just a hand wrapped around himself too. You can't beat this feeling - and maybe that's why Bellamy has been doing more than what the sex quota requires every month because it makes him feel so alive. ]
Probably not gonna last as long as I usually do. You got me so worked up earlier with the Daddy talk. [ He keeps going though, determined to make her come before he does. His fingers clench her thighs as he speeds up. ] You feel so good, Jo. [ He searches out her mouth for another kiss, a little messy from the amount of movement from their bodies but nowhere near bad (Bellamy doesn't do bad kisses). ]
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Johanna too has been meeting the sex quota just fine. Her own background consisted of random hook ups while drunk. So this place is letting her get a second look at sex with multiple partners. Partners that care if she has an orgasm or not.]
I won't hold it against you. I believe you can fuck for a long time. [A small laugh that slides into heavy breathing.] You feel good too. Real good. You're so deep in me. [Johanna allows the kiss, happy that it's messy and not right. She keeps jerking her hips, rubbing against him when they meet. It's enough to bring her over the edge, pulling away from his kiss and accidentally slamming her head against the door.] --Fuck!
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(Hadn't she mentioned spanking earlier? He can't wait to do that one with her.)
He's so close, his own hips moving frantically and furiously to chase his own release - up until the point her head hits the door and it's enough to shock him into opening his eyes, slowing his movements to check her over. ]
Shit, are you okay? [ One of his hands cups the back of her head protectively to prevent it from happening again, but it's a little to late for that. He hasn't come yet but he will once he gets back into the rhythm of moving inside her. ] You tryin' to give yourself a concussion? [ He has to laugh a little. ]
Can I finish off with you on the bed? [ It might be safer before she accidentally knocks herself out. ]
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[She feels like crying, because of the pain and the fact that she was THISCLOSE to coming. It's frustrating, but she doesn't cry. She wants to-- but she doesn't. Johanna doesn't cry in front of people, especially people like Bellamy. She trusts him but not that much.] Yes, let's go to the bed, please. [She keeps rubbing the back of her head while she slowly untangles from Bellamy and struts over to the bed. She flops down face first and slowly raises her ass up in the air.] Don't make me wait. I'm injured, I need to be healed.
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There's not a lot of women who would easily get into the position she does. He kind of loves that she's the kind of girl who doesn't mind presenting herself to him so shamelessly - it's an image that will stick with him for a long time.
He joins her on the bed, on his knees behind her, appreciating the view. If she wasn't in pain from hitting her head, he'd probably tease her by rubbing his cock against her folds - but the idea seems cruel when she's in pain, so he slips back inside her with ease. And here comes that slapping sound again of sweaty, hot flesh meeting flesh, holding her ass in place as he repeatedly slams into her.
The bed inevitably squeaks from their movements. ] You're gonna feel so much better once you come, I promise.
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A sound comes out of her like a hiccup once he enters her-- she's wet and ready but it's still a surprise. Her face is pressed against the bedspread, leaving her hands free. She sneaks one hand down between her legs and starts to run her clit-- Bellamy wants her to come, this is the fastest way.]
Thank you, Daddy. You treat me so good. My head's okay, get as rough with me as you want.
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He's never been encouraged to be this rough in bed before. It's new and exciting, and Bellamy feels inspired to pull out of her, surprising her by swinging back his hand to slap one of her buttcheeks, enough for it to sting and turn the skin there red. The next second, he's back inside her again. ]
Daddy doesn't like it when you touch yourself without permission. That's why you got spanked. [ He reaches around her, pushing her hand aside to rub her clit for her. ] Daddy owns this. This is mine. It belongs to me.
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Bell-- Daddy!
[She moans when his hand takes the place of her own. It's so much better when someone else is doing it. And well, saying they own it is also incredibly hot. She rocks back against him enthusiastically. Johanna nonchalantly puts one of her arms behind her back, smiling as she puts her head down, cheek against the mattress.]
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He gives her ass another slap, since she seemed to enjoy it the first time, then holds on to the wrist she positions behind her back. He quickens the speed of his fingers as well as his thrusts. ]
I'm - fuck - close, are you?
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I'm coming-- right now, don't stop please.
[She moves her hips to press against his fingers, but also swings them back to sheath him inside her warm pussy.]