#gently drawing his fingers over his reflection because he can't bear to touch himself because he's nothing holy

[the-starry-seas]

how could you leave all THAT in the tags I am looking respectfully

i'm a quinfox or poly-corries shipper but like. bail/breha/fox. the idea of fox literally being treated like royalty... yeah i can see the appeal. it is simply what fox deserves out of life.

[renee-writer]

A Brawl Day Chapter 19 A Play Date

Explicit

Lord was she nervous. It has been five years! What if she forgets? What if she can't satisfy him? “Buck up Beauchamp. It is like riding a bike. Not easily forgotten.” She tells herself as she supervises Boyd's bedtime routine. Bath, teeth brushing, tuck in, story, prayers.

She had wore the little boy out. They had a full Sunday, church, the park, the zoo( as Boyd wished another look at the bears), dinner with his grandma( who kept giving her daughter an appraising look). By his bedtime, he is ready.

She sees him asleep and changes from the mum pj's into a sheer gown that is just held together with a tie. Her hair is brushed out and free, tamed by a deep conditioner that keeps her curls from being to fizzy. Her body has been shaved, softened, and perfumed. She is ready.

He is to be at her flat by 8:30. She walks back and forth, checking and rechecking out to peephole as that hour draws closer. Her phone dings. She looks down to see Jamie's name in her text alert. Oh, he isn't cancelling, is he? She opens it with shaking hands.

“Outside your door. Didn’t wish to knock and wake the little lad.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, she hurries to open it. His eyes get huge when he sees her. “Christ Claire!” he swallows hard as he follows her in. “You are~ esquist.”

“I thought it easier not to mess with a bunch of,” She stops as his eyes reflect his desire. Their blue had turned indigo. “Would you join me in my room?”

“God yes!” it is a growl that sends shivers down her spine and tightens her nipples. Her breath comes short as he follows her in. She engages the lock for the first time in five years. They stand still for a moment catching their breaths.

She finally takes a step towards him and he follows her. They are soon in each other's arms. He wears sweatpants and a t-shirt. She pulls the shirt off him. God, is he built! His abs ripple under her hands as she runs her hands up and down his chest, loving the feel of his chest hair and erect nipples under her fingers.

He is groaning as he explores her bum under the silky material. She wears naught under it. “Less trouble?”

“It has been five years. Yes, less trouble.” He stops and lifts her head up, finding her eyes.

“Five years? No one since Frank?”

“Right. I had Boyd. Responsibilities. He could go off and lay with blond after blond but someone had to be the parent. Also, I couldn’t let just any man into my bed. He had to be someone I could trust to be as good to Boyd as he was to me.”

“I passed the test.” He runs a finger down her face, from her forehead to her lips. “God! The trust you are given me.”

“Is it warranted?” whispered as she moves closer.

“Aye. I will neither hurt you nor Boyd. This I swear. Five years. I've brought rubbers. I have been careful and was tested six months ago when I had my physical. I have not been with a lass since, nor six months prior.”

“I am on the pill. Stayed on because it helps regulate my cycles. I didn't say because I wanted to see if you would be responsible. Is that bad of me?” her hands work down the flat planes of his stomach.

“Nae,” he is breathless as she grazes just above the top of his waistband. “Smart. So I dinna need.”

“No. I was tested after I found Frank.. And six months after. I really want to feel you cum hot and deep in me.”

It is all he can take. He growls and lifts her up, placing her center against his cock stand. She whimpers and rocks against him. He lowers his head and licks her nipples over the sheer fabric. Her groans and movement gets faster. He grins and starts to suck.

“Ah Jamie!” he mumbles something she can't understand as he carries her and sits on the side of her bed. She rocks against him as he suckles harder. Lifting up only long enough to loosen the tie, letting it drop.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” He touches her ivory white breasts with their cherry sized nipples, erect and begging for the return of his mouth. She wants to argue with him but his eyes and the increasing hardness against her say he speaks nothing but the truth.

“Please.” To turned on to be more articulate, all she can do is plead.

“Claire, mon ghraid, I am going to make you come hard enough to see stars.” Said as he lowers her to the bed and returns to her breasts. Her hand holds tight to his wonderful curls as the other works down his back and under his pants, finding his bum bare to her exploring.

For an immeasurable time, the sounds of his sucking, licking mouth and her soft sounds of pleasure fill the room. He works his way back up and kisses her neck as her hand moves to the front to find him, huge and throbbing, under her eager hand. “Oh God Claire!” She starts to stroke, from his heavy testicles up.

“I need to see you.” She is bare to his eyes, with the sheer gown opened all the way up. He quickly moves to pull the pants off. He is stymied by his shoes. They both softly laugh as he pulls them and his socks off. The pants then follow. He lays beside her, on his back. She sits up and look him over. Big everywhere, from his muscular arms down. She traces across them and down. He watches her with lustful hooded eyes. She lowers her head and flicks his nipples with her tongue.

“Ah Dhai!” he calls out. She smiles before gently biting and then sucking. “Dinna stop Claire!” he groans out. She doesn’t sucking one then the other. He finally pulls up. He lays her back down and kisses down. She shivers when she realizes what he is going to do. He kisses her thighs open, then kisses the soft skin of her inner thighs. She is breathless as he moves up. “You smell sae good.” He tells her before he licks straight up, causing her to let her breath out in a whoosh.

The sounds she makes after are increasingly loud as he adds questing fingers to his questing tongue, and eventually sucking mouth. He promised to make her cum hard, he is as good as his word. His other hand, works her irresistible nipples as he pulls her over the edge of pleasure. He pulls her shaking legs still and does it again.

As they catch their breathes, he kisses his way back up. He takes her lips and she tastes herself. It is all she can take. She reaches down and guides him into her.

“Jesus.” Growled out as he starts to move.

“Yes. Oh God yes!” she groans. Her hands cling to his back. His hands are fisted in the bed clothes over her

“Good. You feel sae bloody good.”

“Yes! Jamie! Yes!” she claws down his back as she climaxes again. “Hell yes!”

He shudders as she tightens around him. “That is it. Take your pleasure.” He softly says. He slows, not wanting to cum just yet. This feels far to good, in everyway, to end yet. He starts a slow slide, almost out and then back into her, that builds her back up.

“Jamie, oh Jamie, yes please yes.” He finds her eyes, wanting to see that sweet pleasure fill her. Only then does he allow himself to let to go, letting himself go over that wonderful edge of pleasure.