Don't Say 'Yes,' Run Away Now (open!)

[Kathryn]

"Do you have...?" she whispered against his lips before moving to kiss and nibble his neck. She hitched a leg up, hooking it over his hip and stroking his calf with her bare foot. Never had she felt such a need consume her.

[Moonshine]

"Have..? Oh, right, yeah." He forced himself to move away from her long enough to reach for the nightstand drawer, fishing out a condom. He looked at her, smiling, kissing her gently. "Ya sure, Sugar? You can still say no..." Please don't say no... He was sure that if she changed her mind, he'd spontaneously combust from the heat and pressure building up inside him.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn smiled against his lips, letting out a chuckle. "What kind of person would I be? To stop right now?" To assure him she was absolutely sure, she started to slowly tug down his boxers.

[Moonshine]

Tyler's breath hitched in his throat, eyes dark as he watched her. He lifted his hips to help her push of the boxers, kicking them away. He leaned away long enough to sheath himself in the condom, then moved his fingers to slip of her panties and toss them aside. He took a minute to just admire her, hand trailing down her body. "Yer perfect..."

[Kathryn]

Kathryn could barely breathe. She closed her eyes, feeling Tyler's breath on her face, and let the tingling pleasure overcome her. One hand was clenching the sheet beneath her tightly in her fist, while the other grazed over his back, shoulders, sides.

[Moonshine]

Tyler licked his suddenly dry lips. His hands grazed across her hips, sliding along her leg to bring it up around him. He positioned himself over her, watching her face. "Look at me, Kat...I wanna see yer eyes..." When she opened her eyes to him, he arched his hips forward, pushing himself into her, fingers tightening against her hip, hissing out a breath of pleasure.

[Kathryn]

"Oh, god, Tyler," Kathryn murmured, resting her forehead briefly on his before arching her neck back. She rocked her hips against his, taking him fully, and let out a loud, pleasure-filled moan.

[Moonshine]

Tyler grit his teeth, trying to stay focused. She deserved better than to be taken like a damn battering ram. He kept his thusts slow and deep, his mouth kissing the hollow of her throat before trailing to take a breast.

[Kathryn]

Actually, at the moment Kathryn didn't care one lick how he took her. She gasped as his tongue played with her nipple, her hand finding his hair and grasping it. Despite the fact that she wanted this to last, she could feel the beginnings of her climax already.

[Moonshine]

Tyler let out a grunt, beginning to thrust harder, faster. His hands held her hips tightly, his mouth dragging itself away from her chest to taste her lips again. He murmured her name, I love you, simple nonsense, as he kissed her, overwhelmd by her. He swore the way he always did when he was caught up in the physical. "Fuck...Kat...baby...I..." he couldn't articulate a full thought, just focused on driving her over the edge.

[Kathryn]

"Just...don't stop," she managed to get out in-between gasps. She could barely kiss him, but she loved feeling his breath and his words against her mouth.

[Moonshine]

He let out a weak smile, breathing hard. "Yes, ma'am." He continued taking her, grabbing her legs and bring them up higher and tighter around him. "Fuck...Kat...I love you so much..."

[Kathryn]

"Love...too." For some reason, Kathryn became completely unintelligible during sex. She could barely voice her thoughts, even when her thoughts were running a mile a minute. She just got lost in everything, letting the pleasure she was being given overtake her.

Once again, she threw her arm around Tyler, grasping at his back and leaving trails from her fingers.

[Moonshine]

Tyler very nearly growled. He thrust and kissed, nibbled and sucked, all in an attempt of breaking her apart from the inside out. He felt his insides coil. He was so, so close to release.

[Kathryn]

The first wave of pleasure rolled through her body, the second one following closely behind. She stopped trying to hold off, to make it last, and let herself give in.