#ines x jakob 001

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@ofwrxth ines x jakob - vr ding dong, texas

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Ines doesn't know anything about Earth's big historical moments or landmarks. Schools in The Wards just don't teach that. So when she's asked where she wants to visit, she's scrolling for the first thing to jump out at her. And then she sees it. Ding Dong, Texas. She snorts so loud that the people in line shuffle impatiently, making her clear her throat. It's probably just gonna be you in this server, and some AI. That okay?"Perfect, yeah." she had said, still laughing and not surprised no one else is dying to visit Ding Dong.

This is a once in a lifetime thing for Ines. She knows she'll never afford the experience ever again, so it might as well be the most hilarious place name she's ever heard. After downing her nutripack, Ines 'arrives' in Ding Dong, still giggling as the world around her shifts and blurs into focus. It's disorientating for a second, like her brain can't catch up to so many sensations at once. She glances at her hands, half expecting her to be what glitches, not the scenery.

But, she's on a mission: find the sign. There's no way she's leaving without taking a picture in front of the "Welcome to Ding Dong" sign. Except, when she gets there, it's half-loaded, flickering in and out like it's buffering. Or, having a seizure. She sighs, comms in hand, hoping she can time it perfectly for the shot. But, just as she gets into place, the sign disappears again, allowing her to see someone approaching from the other side in her screen. "Holy shit." Ines jumps slightly, spinning around and squinting.

At first, she thinks it's AI and she's suddenly curious about interacting with the human-like intelligence when it's...a human. But as they approach closer to one another, Ines's stomach does a somersault. Jakob Ranstrom, of all places, has picked Ding Dong. "Oh." it's not disappointment, more like awkward surprise. Her cheeks flush as she tries to push away the...very vivid thoughts, the reasons why she's been avoiding him. "I thought you were AI. That's hilarious." Ines chuckles, squinting at him again. "Wait, are you AI? Like...not normally, I mean right now." things were a little too real to be AI the last time they saw one another. "Is this an AI you?" her hand lifts up, giving a pat to his face, and then retracts as she feels ultra realistic skin under her palm. "Oh shit, no, that's you. Hi. Hey, or er...Howdy. The sign's broken."

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The truth is, Ines is just a girl. She's thought about moments like this before. Wondered what it would feel like to give in to lust, to not be so ashamed of it. To let a moment consume her with no restrictions. No rules. To be reckless and irresponsible. But, she had no idea it felt like this. Is it really meant to be this intense? She doesn’t even know Jakob and yet there's something about him that makes all of this feel natural. It's impossible for her to think of anything but him. How his mouth feels surrounding hers, how the heat of his kisses make her heart beat faster and faster.

And because Ines is just a girl, she can't help but revel in just how fucking good he looks. All muscle, tall, strong. Her hands can't help themselves either, exploring over his arms, fingertips digging into his skin. And when her hips move instinctively to find friction, she can't even help the sharp breath that's pulled from her. The feel of his hard cock pressing against her sends her mind spiraling, thoughts about how it will feel when he buries inside her. Because…holy fuck she can feel how big it is.

Ines can't get out of her shorts fast enough, a slight laugh on her lips as her legs lift so she can free herself. And then there's his touch instantly over her skin, a warm palm traveling between her thighs and the hard press of his knuckles against the seam of her leotard. "Fuck." Ines breathes, the pressure even through the thin material has her cunt dripping with anticipation. She has half the mind to tell him to just tear the leotard off her, but she knows how crazy that sounds. But this is crazy. All of it. It's desire unleashed and she loves every second.

The flash of Jakob's cheeky grin is just as intoxicating as his touch, and she laughs, unable to help the way her hand winds to his shoulder, urgently pulling him back to her for another deepening kiss. "Yeah, well. You've finished practice and now you're gonna finish in me." her quip is a simple mumble, to the point, not wanting this boldness she's found to go anywhere. A breath catches in her throat as Jakob moves her leotard to the side, exposing her wet cunt to his touch. Ines moans as his fingers slide against her, his thumb pressing over her clit forcing the sound stronger and into a pitiful whine. The sensations ripple through her, pleasure building in the pit of her stomach. Like he's sending sparks of it shooting through her body.

Her hips rock to his hand without a second thought needed, moving to his touch. More, more more. And for a moment, Ines lets her eyes flutter closed to the pleasure he gives her. Is she supposed to be as needy as this? She doesn't know what's taken over her. She could easily blame the way she's technically an animal and that's why Jakob has her acting like she's in heat. Making her gasp and shiver. Because, there's a moment her noises slip into frustration and impatience. "Jakob..." Ines whispers, a flinch of her hips urging for more. "Please, we don't...have the time for...teasing." she breathes, her hand dropping to his arm, hips angling as she guides his fingers to push into her soaked cunt. She's already obsessed at the way it feels as they sink inside, drawing a sharp and shaking gasp from her throat. "Oh, fuck."

Jakob is swept away by a current of want and need so desperate he's blindsided by it entirely. From one moment to the next the intensity of their kisses grows. There's hunger and it has teeth. It bites into him as he nips at Ines' neck, tongue lascivious and present after each scrape of his teeth against soft skin. Her breath is short, matching his, and she tastes like a dream. He's not sure if this is one but he doesn't want to wake up if it is. He tells himself it can't be. That there's no way a dream can make him feel so much want in earnest. So much need. Because it threatens to overwhelm him as Ines gasps out breathlessly and says the very words he wants to hear. Don't want you to stop.

So he doesn't. Really, he couldn't if he tried. He's on fire and he doesn't mind the burn. Heat grows between them as she juts her hips against his. Jakob inhales sharply, desire bubbling in the pit of his stomach, cock hardening with each roll of her hip as she searches for relief. For friction and pleasure. He groans as she repeats the motion, this time grinding into her, feeling the way her legs tighten around his waist as his hard cock presses against her. "Fuck." Jakob pulls back at her words. He's panting, breathless as green eyes find hers, both their pupils blown wide with want. Lust fills both their faces and Jakob responds to her by tangling his fingers in her hair, twisting slightly to tip her head back. He catches her lips with his, languid and deep before rolling his hips once more against her so she can feel just how hard he is. How much he wants this.

"You're in luck," he mumbles against her lips, pulling back, just enough to look at her again. "Because I've finished practice for the night." Said with a cheeky grin that breaks through the haze of the moment. There'd really been no practice happening anyway. Not when she started talking to him. He's glad she did. Fuck. He's really glad she did. He reaches between them, tugging at her shorts with a huff of impatience as she shimmies them off, kissing her lips, jaw and neck all the while. Once they're off, he glances down at her with a snicker.

"This is annoying." He says, indicating her leotard but mischief is every present in Jakob and he doesn't give her a chance to respond before he brushes his knuckles between her thighs, over her center. "But I think I can make it work." He applies some pressure with his knuckles as he captures her mouth in another kiss. "For now." Jakob mumbles before tugging it to the side, letting his fingers skim over her. He swears when he feels how wet she is already, groaning as she coats two fingers.

He's never been one for patience or moving slow, but that's not to say he doesn't enjoy his fair bit of taunting, of teasing until someone's wound tight. It's why he resists dipping his fingers into her cunt despite the way she squirms, hips jutting to meet him. Jakob keeps kissing Ines, tongue mingling with hers as he begins a steady motion of running his fingers up and down her slit, thumb brushing her clit so he can hear her gasp before applying a bit of pressure, just enough to make her moan into his mouth. Whatever this is – he doesn't question it. He knows she's burning up just as much as he is.

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@ofwrxth ines x jakob - grand gala

Ines knows Jakob is here, somewhere among the glittering grand gala. It's like a current beneath the surface, a pull she can't quite resist, though she tries to keep her gaze from constantly seeking him out. Despite her efforts, her eyes find him time and again, as if drawn by some invisible force they've both found themselves navigating. It's strange, this silent magnetism between them, something neither of them can fully explain. There's no obvious barrier keeping them apart, but an unspoken hesitation lingers. Her father's voice echoes in her mind, a warning that came without much explanation: "Be careful around the Ranstroms. They're not to be trusted." Why, exactly, she isn't sure, but the words replay over this undefined thing between her and Jakob.

But then there's a moment, another meeting of their eyes across the room, and she decides that wanting to speak to him is enough of a reason as any. With a subtle nod towards the doors, she signals her intention to step outside. Smoking is a habit she picks up and drops, her training and competitions usually keeping the temptations in check. But ever since returning home and discovering the existence of her newborn half-brother, she figures a little indulgence is the least she deserves.

As she slips out and Jakob falls into step beside her, a slight grin tugs at her lips. She glances up at him, her gaze lingering longer than she intends, tracing the lines of his features, memorizing them in a way that feels almost wrong to. "Have you won anything yet? Or even bet on something?" she asks, but the small talk is only a filler until they're outside and have escaped the bustle of the gala. "My dad didn't make them do garlic mussels this year and I'm actually so bummed, you have no idea." she laughs, the sound freer now they're alone. "Have you been to this thing before? They're amazing. It's like my cousins recipe but he does this twist to it, won't tell me what it is either. Maybe they're not even mussels." she chuckles, slipping her cigarettes from her clutch. "I like...this." Ines hesitantly gestures to him, clearing her throat at how the compliment almost leaves her so easily and trips her up in the process. "It's kinda pointy, like cat ears but for guys." she adds, hoping she clarifies that it's about his bow tie. And not well...all of him.

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@ofwrxth ines x jakob - the bar

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Ines feels the moment she becomes invisible, a bystander to Zac and Zeyna's verbal tennis match. Their bickering flows like they've been at it for years, caught in some endless loop of nonsense. At first, it's funny but after a while, Ines starts to tune out. She pushes her chair back, the screech barely cutting through the noise, and it still doesn't snap them out of their back-and-forth.

Her attention shifts as someone new walks into the bar. Instinctively, she looks over, and her eyes land on him. Her heart rate picks up that very same second. He's tall, with intense sharp features that look carved. Light eyes under furrowed brows, and the kind of smirk that suggests he's seen the world and come out a little bruised, but still standing. He's all muscle and raw energy and Ines's reaction is purely biological. Holy shit, she thinks, quickly glancing away as soon as their eyes meet. She stares into her half empty glass, swirling the ice as if that's even something people do.

"How do people even look like that?" she mutters, giving Zeyna a nudge and certain her friend must have seen him. Who wouldn't? But, Zeyna is too busy trying to verbally corner Zac, and she's met with a very Turkish wave of a wrist. By the time Zeyna finally glances over, he's already gone. But Ines can't quite shake him. Every now and then, she catches a glimpse of him through the haze of people, tall enough to stand out like a shadow just a little darker than the rest. He slips in and out of her periphery, and never fully leaving her mind.

Eventually, she drifts to the bar, deciding on one last drink before calling it a night. Zac and Zeyna are still at it, and she knows how that's going to end. As she weaves through the crowd, dodging drunken sways and stumbling bodies, something, or rather, someone, hits her right at her temple.

A simple aah leaves her lips, hand flying to her head. When she looks up, it's him. He's even more striking and Ines can't help but laugh. The sound comes out a little stranger than her usual chuckle, and she hopes the flush she feels returning to her cheeks isn't obvious. "Ouch?" she finally manages, a grin moving over her lips as she rubs her temple. "That was kinda rude." she adds, and points to where she's going to move to. "Can I go there without getting assaulted? Is that good?"

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If brains could have a sound, Ines knows what hers is right now. She swallows thickly as her body settles from the drop, arms draped around Jakob like he's her lifeline. Hearing the little question embedded in his hum and tone brings a tilt to her head, and Ines blinks again. "Huh? Oh, I..." another pause before she lets out a breathy chuckle. "Don't ask me anything, I don't know what's going on." she admits easily, as if it isn't already obvious from her frozen state save from the way her body trembles with aftershocks of pleasure. She admires him with a grin as Jakob, luckily, kept his wits about him. "You fuck me good, you mean." she corrects him with a chuckle, but he's right. Maybe it's the concoction of chemical reactions that go hand in hand with a new relationship, but their sex is the most intoxicating thing she's ever experienced. Still sensitive and raw, Ines flinches with a sharp gasp as he retracts from her cunt, a shiver moving over her body before she lets out an exhausted sigh.

"Least we'll still be able to fuck in Hell." Ines then laughs louder as her palms move to the edge of the vanity, ready to hoist herself down before Jakob's hand waves to her and she stops. There's something she finds tender about the way he takes care of her, even if her frayed nerves make her writhe when he cleans her up. Ines' arms go up to his shoulders as if on instinct when he moves her from the vanity, suddenly finding affection in everything he does. Fuck, I think I love him. the small voice appears again in the back of her head, quickly followed by a more rational one. No. Those are just chemicals and because he has a big dick, Ines. But when Jakob cups her jaw and runs his thumb against her lips, she knows which voice is suddenly louder. Ines' eyes lock to his, unable to conceal the sparkle behind them at the sound of his praise. "Thanks, you were like...fine, too. I guess." she comments with a smirk, making a quick bite against his thumb.

Tentatively, Ines raises to her feet, clutching onto Jakob's hand as she walks and she gives a confident nod. "I'm good. Just no sudden movements." she chuckles, watching then as Liora reappears. A truly content giggle escapes Ines when the familiar nuzzles her and she returns the affection with a nudge of her face against soft white fur. A little kiss to a whiskery nose and they're all good to go, as if the trailer wasn't just home to events that were practically Ines' undoing. "Yeah, no piggy back. I'm not gonna be able to look anyone in the eye for longer than three seconds." she laughs easily now, squinting when they leave the solitude of the trailer and step out into the bright sun. Ines sighs, glancing up to Jakob. "You literally can't squeeze me when you hug me, I mean it."

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Hearing her whines of pleasure isn't enough for Jakob who continues to pound into her pulsing cunt, cock thick and full and ready to spill into her. He wants her to be a shaking mess when he's done, body jerking because she can't handle the way he stretches her – the way he fills her up completely until she sees stars too. And when the dam breaks, it's a beautiful thing to watch her come undone. The sound of her keening mewls fill the trailer, mixing with his low moans of lust which only deepen when he utters a "holy fuck," at the spray of her passion, all over his cock and the vanity and the floor, her body a flood of desire. He moves his hand to her clit once more, overstimulating the bundle of nerves as her body jerks with her release. He topples over the edge soon after and it takes a moment for his vision to clear when he's finished emptying himself into her.

"Mmm? You what?" He says, kissing her softly now, a stark change from moments before as they finally come back down to earth. Jakob pushes her hair back from her face, a gentle but mischievous look written on his face at her words. He takes a pointed glance around them, shaking his head at their work. "No, we just fuck good." He corrects, gripping his cock to slide from her spent cunt. Jakob hisses at the sensation of his inches sliding from her slick walls, the noise of their fucking, and the aftermath, prompting another smirk from the witch. "Besides, I think it's too late for us, Nes," he grabs a tissue, swiping it across his soaked dick, "we're going to hell already." It seems likely for him anyway. But he swears she'd looked like an angel when her eyelashes fluttered and her mouth fell open with every ounce of pleasure he gave her. Of course, he doesn't say this, but the look on his face says his thoughts are far from angelic as he holds up his hand for her to stay put.

"Just wait a second, babe," he instructs, still catching the way her legs quiver slightly. Jakob's quick to pull on his discarded clothes before he grabs another tissue. This time, he draws it to Ines' slick, sticky cunt, drawing it across her sensitive folds to help clean her up. "If we weren't here," he nods around them as he catches the way her body flinches as he lightly brushes her clit, "I'd take my time." He'd find his way between her legs and clean her up himself, savoring the way she tasted on his tongue. But, alas, the concert is fast approaching and it's only a matter of time before someone walks in. "There, good as new," he smirks now, despite her still-dazed look, discarding the tissues and grabbing her panties. Jakob slides it up her legs and under her skirt before he lifts her with ease to the vanity chair, setting her down gingerly so he can clean up her mess on the table and the floor. A quick wave of his hand and fast spell work has the surfaces looking free of any deviant activities such as the one they'd been engaged in moments prior.

Another glance around the trailer to and flick of his wrist for good measure leaves it looking as it had before he'd fucked her into a quiet state. And another spell does what he can to erase the scent of their fucking. Though he's never been the best at that spell. It's as good as Jakob can do before he crouches beside her now, cupping her jaw before swiping his thumb across her swollen lips. "You did so good, Nes," he praises sweetly, green eyes sparkling with amusement at her expression. Somehow, he still manages to look as innocent as ever, like he hadn't just wrecked her pussy. He brings one of her hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before he straightens, linking their fingers together. "But we should get back. We don't wanna miss Essie-J."

Sensing her presence is welcome once more, Liora appears at his side, scampering up his leg and across his arm to Ines, giving her cheek an affectionate nuzzle before curling up on her shoulder. Watching his familiar in that moment, Jakob is struck with a surge of emotions. The desire for Ines still burns like a fire that won't go out, but there's something else that runs deeper than the desire. An undercurrent of affection and the need to keep her happy and safe and by his side. Liora shifts colors then, from brown to white, a little sigh escaping her as she rests against the shifter'. "C'mon," he says, helping her to her feet. "I can always give you a piggyback ride," Jakob teases with a waggle of his brow, "but then I think everyone would know."

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Ines gives a playful roll of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth twitch with a grin. She hadn't realized until now how easily she dismisses her own feelings. But Jakob's reminder and support is a presence she's starting to lean into more than she ever intended. Still, she shakes her head, fingers dancing lightly over his face, tracing his nose with playful taps. "That's really sweet." she says, her voice soft but firm. "But I mean it when I say I don't want you caught up in anything." Ines adds, worried that he might find himself stuck in the middle of two separating sides. When he gestures to her legs, she laughs, her expression mock-offended as she glances down at them. "I could kick someone if I wanted to." she insists, lifting one leg slightly in demonstration. "Like a double kangaroo kick. That would hurt."

Ines leans up slowly, wanting to watch Jakob closely as he speaks while a small smile grows against her lips. It's a reflex around him at this point. "If I was grumpy cat, that means you were doing something to annoy me." she teases, eyes narrowing playfully but there's no ire in her words, not when one of her hands creep out from the towel to scritch Liora's soft fur. Their shared laughter bubbles up, filling the space between them, but when he swipes the towel against her ears, she tilts her head away to escape the tickle. "Stop." she protests, but her amusement grows for a different reason. A loud laugh sends Ines flopping back against the bed. "How did either of you fit on the bikes!?" she manages to get out between the fit of laughter, lifting her knees to showcase her vision. "Were you like...kneeing yourself in the ears? Like those clown tricycles?" the image is too much and she laughs again, suddenly all her worries slipping away.

Jakob nods, a bit of amusement stirring at her trapped arms. "Yeah, I am. Stop dismissing how you feel." Which is rich coming from him but that's neither here nor there. He doesn't want to put Ines in the middle of anything, even if he'd like to just tell everyone to fucking back off. First Owen. Now this. "It's not unfair. You're my girlfriend and I want you here. And if anyone has a problem with that, that's too bad." He pauses, "even Chloe." Green eyes scan her face and he can tell that she's been genuinely affected by the incident. "I don't think anyone's gonna think you did. Unless your legs suddenly grew like a couple of feet which," he gestures to them, "they didn't. If anyone believes anything, it would be that it's an accident." Jakob watches as Liora licks her cheek and then shifts to cuddle by her face, "and for what it's worth...I know you wouldn't do something like that. You're a grumpy cat but a nice person." He says with a slight twitch of his lip.

The witch leans into her hand, nuzzling her palm. "Well, either way that's better." He affirms, a grin forming as she kisses him. "Of course. You're an incredibly trustworthy person, Ines." Jakob affirms sincerely, pressing a kiss to her forehead now before there's a slight burst of laughter. "Oh God, that would be something people talked about for years. And her final words were water makes my ears tickle." He cackles at the thought and lifts the corner of her towel to swipe at her ears. "And yeah it was good. It was funny seeing him on that yellow bike with the basket." Jakob had, of course, claimed the blue one.

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Ines: In the arms of the angles by Sarah Mclauchlan, not to be confused with in the arms of the angels by Sarah Mclachlan. [ gif ] Ines: It's dumb how cute that is, I hate it. Ines: Well, lucky for you I knows a guy who knows a guy who can get us in so dress up real nice, doll face. Ines: (Read all of that in an Italian American accent btw) Ines: You actually are pretty smart for a white guy I'll give you that, must have something to do with the access to resources or something. [ wow reacts to the guac text ] [ gif ] Ines: You're right but that's not the point Ines: Ok bye Ines: Well not bye bc I'll see you soon. [ a few moments later, tasteful implied nude ]

[ laugh reacts to the video and voice over ] Jakob: all that's left is Sarah McLauchlan singing in the background Jakob: Mclachlan* [ gif ] Jakob: Well laugh away cuz you are 😌 Jakob: Kurger bing?!? Jakob: I heard that there's a wait list just to look at the menu Jakob: Are you sure we can get in? [ exclamation point reacts to the video ] Jakob: wow I'm amazing. I know everything Jakob: Also stop eating guac and get ready, Nes Jakob: That's not racist btw you're just always eating guac

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Ines: That was exactly what I was thinking/hoping obviously Ines: Nothing can beat sour candies Ines: I knoww, it's because I'm from Cali sorry Ines: HAHAHA no that sounds like you shouldn't be allowed near schools ngl

Jakob: I'll get those sour candies you like ofc Jakob: What did you think I was gonna say? Jakob: Yeah you're a real snowflake Jakob: No lmao but ig HAHA saying those slutty little legs of yours doesnt have the same ring to it lmao

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Jakob knows how to perfectly balance gentle and rough, and it drives Ines crazy. From the way he kisses her, but tugs at her hair to deepen the affection. From the way he strokes her face but then firmly holds her jaw. Even the low tone of his voice and his words, praises, they mix between gentle and rough just like his touch. Ines thinks she could stay like this forever, her body at Jakob's mercy and doing whatever he wants. Because ultimately, she knows, that he wants to see her come undone in the messiest and most intense of ways.

There's a flutter of her lashes in slight confusion when she hears what he calls her but Ines can't control the smirk the words bring to her lips. She kisses him harder, moaning into his mouth in approval for how it makes her feel. But she thinks his cum slut would feel even better. "You've kinda made me one, yeah." she mutters, because no one else has made her do this. Not even close. But that's all she can say before Jakob sends her head falling back in pleasure again, another long moan escaping when he finally helps her.

When his fourth finger slides into her cunt, Ines gasps out. Just how he mixes gentle and rough, Jakob knows how to find that perfect place between pleasure and pain. The stretch and ache he gives her from his fingers is nothing short of beautiful, even if her body shakes from the way he pushes it to the limit. Ines is caught in a haze again, and she can't decide if she needs to close her eyes to take him or watch the way he fucks her with his fingers. "Oh, fuck!" she's whimpering again because of him, but her body breathes a sigh of relief that finally it can feel that overwhelming pleasure only he can give her.

There's a delay between Jakob's question and Ines responding, she's too caught in the way his fingers thrust into her. So deep that she can feel the way they push past the tightness of her cunt, stretching it just like his cock does. And the sound of how much wetter she is, the slick noise every time he sinks his fingers back into her. All of it is too much. A relentless, steady pace that hits deep, over and over, reaching that devastating place in her cunt. but Ines already knows she loves every second of it. Finally, she's nodding desperately to his question, albeit a little too late as the pressure builds rapidly in her body.

Ines had overestimated how much she could handle, body and spent cunt still so sensitive from all her other releases that this one breaks her. Her body jerks, and it's not a moan that escapes her, it's a grit teeth groan, something desperate and primal as her pleasure squirts from her cunt. Ines can't handle it, shaking so hard as the force pushes Jakob's fingers out from her cunt.

She's not sure how long it takes for her breathing to steady, for the wave to settle through her body as she adjusts from the high. But eventually, through staggered breaths, her dark eyes meet Jakob's gaze. Ines swears he's made her hooked on him, she'd probably even admit as much. There's no other explanation, especially not when, despite her body and cunt ruined, she shifts on the pool table, hand wrapping around his hard cock. The mess she made all over him lets her hand glide easily, back and forth around slick inches. Just the weight of it against her palm has a little sigh leaving her lips, before they part and she takes his cock to sink back against her tongue.

She loves the taste of him, humming around him as her head bobs up and down, hand following the movement of her mouth, working his cock with a steady pump. Her tongue laps, and she sucks around the tip, hollowed cheeks as she cleans up every last drop. The taste of both of their pleasure mixes in her mouth and mixes with her spit, drooling back out from her mouth and over his cock. Her eyes flutter open again to look to Jakob, watching the pleasure over his face as she takes him deeper, mouth opening wider so his inches can choke her. She lets herself struggle for a moment, before pulling back with a gasp to catch her breath, hand still working his cock. Because she can feel the way Jakob's hand has tangled in her hair, and there's a silent agreement they find themselves exchanging, Ines nodding subtly as her mouth opens again, tongue sliding out over her bottom lip, there for him to fuck until he finishes.

Jakob can't get enough of Ines. There's something completely intoxicating about the feel of her – the way her body responds to even the slightest touch from him. Her weak moans betray how spent she is and how he's wrung out more pleasure than she's experienced before. If she asked, he'd admit that he hasn't cum so hard either, the feeling of her cunt tight around his cock had made him see stars. Just like the way she takes his fingers in her mouth makes him groan. His cock twitches slightly as he watches her tongue lap up their cum, and he can only imagine what she'd do if she had his cock in her mouth. The thought makes him shudder as she sucks the thick gobs off his fingers. "Good girl," he groans, moving his fingers a little deeper until she gags a little and he snickers, pulling his fingers away, admiring the string of spit and cum that trails from her lips.

He captures her mouth in another kiss, tongue sweeping along her mouth as the taste of them elicits another low groan from Jakob. "Yeah, well, so are you," he breathes against her lips, sucking at her lower one until she moans and he grins. Their kiss grows more intense and he tugs at her hair, angling her head back so he can deepen it. Their breathes are shared and he can feel the way Ines' chest rises and falls against his. And the way her own breath catches when she moves his hand down. A small flash of surprise crosses his face, quickly replaced by lust as she pushes his fingers inside her soaking, slick walls. "You're a little cum slut, aren't you?" He mutters against her mouth with approval, hissing as she fucks herself on his fingers.

Jakob doesn't move to help, content to watch her try to bring herself to climax, using him this time. But she just can't do it. He watches the way her lashes flutter, the way her brows furrow in frustration, kissing her face as she whimpers, whining as she chases the elusive high he's given her multiple times now. Her neediness drives him crazy, his cock growing hard again with every little mewl from her mouth. His hand is a mess, fingers coated and her cum and slick wet dripping out as she ruts his hands into her, rolling her hips to try and catch that high again.

But it doesn't work and he can't help his soft moan when she looks down, trying to fuck her cunt on him. "Magic," he smirks, drawing a hand to her face, first in a gentle caress and then a firm hold over her jaw, forcing her to look at him, even with her heavy-lidde gaze and furrowed brows. "Tell me what you want me to do." He instructs softly, wanting her to spell it out. Make me cum on your fingers, please. Ines' words are uttered in the softest, neediest whisper, making Jakob's abdomen tighen.

"I think I can do that," Jakob nods, pupils still blown wide with desire and lust as he shifts slightly, tugging his hand from her sopping cunt. Pressing a languid kiss to her lips, he mumbles against them. "Since you said please." Jakob murmurs, moving his fingers back to her fluttering hole. He wipes up more white, stickiness before moving his fingers into her cunt, feeling how her body draws him in.

He draws them out again, feeling the way she flinches before nipping at her lip, "Tell me if this hurts." He says before gently adding a fourth finger. HAHAH. He can feel her body shudder, cunt stretching around his long digit until he's up to his knuckles HAHAH. "Fuck." There's a string of swears that leaves his lips as he begins to finger fuck her with FOUR fingers HAHAHA, thumb finding her clit and nudging it with each thrust. "Think you can squirt again?" His grin is wicked, desirous and desperate to make her cum hard. "It's so fucking hot when you do," he praises again, rutting fingers back in, feeling the way she arches her back, the whimpers less of frustration now and full of pleasure.

But she's not answering anything he asks, her face awash in pleasure, eyes barely open as he jostles her frame. Her tits shake, her taut stomach rises and falls with each thrust of his hand. Their cum and her wet trails down his wrist and he lifts one of her legs, rp magically getting one to prop on the edge of the table, heel and all, so he can thrust deeper. His cock twitches with the wet squelch of her soaked pussy practically sucking in his fingers, and he keeps thrusting them deeper, pressing her clit at every opportunity. He relishes the way she jerks with every touch, ever thrust drawing out a whimper from her as he chases her high, kissing her deeply before pulling back just to watch how pleasure flits across her face, completely blissed out by the sensations he's causing her.

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The moment shifts fast, before Ines can even keep up with it. Now, it's something urgent. Not even a second ago, they were teasing, testing boundaries, all playful curiosity. But now, there's something heavier in the air, something that takes her breath in short, rapid pulls. She's never been kissed like this, so full of need that she swears she can feel between them, like it's something tangible. Jakob's words are muffled against her lips but they only make her fingertips dig into his shoulders, a protest at the thought of him being anywhere but there, with her.

"No." Ines breathes, hearing the hint of desperation in her own voice as the urgency spikes higher. She's clinging to him, keeping him as close as possible, eager to savor how warmth seems to radiate from him, how there's an intensity in every touch. "I don't want you to stop." she murmurs just moments before their tongues are gliding over one another, tasting and searching.

She doesn't care where they are anymore. All Ines cares about is the sensation of Jakob's hand slipping along her thigh, lifting it around him. His kiss is intense, each brush of his mouth against hers making her mind whirl and scatter. There's a hum in her throat, a sound that starts soft and gentle before it lowers, like a quiet purr as her hips press instinctively against him. Seeking friction that she didn't even know she was looking for until now. A quick, sharp breath catches in her throat as soon as her hips rock, feeling his cock harden against the thin material of her shorts.

Part of her wonders if this is a bad idea, she usually keeps her head clearer than this. But it's hard to think straight when his mouth traces a path down her jaw and onto her neck, his breath hot against her skin. Her head tilts to let him move closer, a hand slipping to the back of his neck, her mind a blur of excitement and something much stronger than want. Every ounce of desire slips into something that feels closer to need. Ines casts a brief glance at the entrance of the tent, a moment's hesitation. But the pull to Jakob is stronger, and with a smirk against his mouth, she runs her fingers through his hair, her teeth catching gently across his lower lip.

If she's going to enjoy a bad idea, she may as well make sure it's worth it. The rebellious thought ignites as her hips roll, still gentle. "I want you to fuck me, right here." she mumbles into the kiss, tugging at his lip, this time firmer as her nails dig into his shirt, trailing a light scratch over his shoulder.

Jakob is used to burning. He's been on fire since he was thirteen, feeling heat course through his veins, feeling it light his fingertips. He's used to burning but this is something else entirely. The moment his mouth captures hers, Jakob is lost. Her lips are soft, pliant against his and his thoughts blank anything that's not her. It blanks the tent. The fact he'd come here to practice. The fact they didn't know each other. He shoves every reason this is a bad idea behind a door and locks it, throwing away the key.

He deepens their kiss and mumbles against her lips softly, like he doesn't want her to hear but still needs to say it. "I can stop." Because this is madness. Yet, Jakob finds himself unable to spare a single flying fuck as her hand runs over his arms and shoulders. Her small breath, her barely uttered swear, is all the permission Jakob needs before he's lavishing her mouth with hungry, heady kisses. His tongue teases the seam of her lips, urging her to open and when she does, Jakob can't help the slight noise that escapes him as their tongues dance together. He tastes her mouth, he swallows her sighs. He doesn't know what's happening, all he knows is he doesn't want it to stop.

He shifts his hand from her neck to her jaw and then twines his fingers in her hair as his other hand runs down her side. There's a hunger in each motion. In the way they devour each other's kisses. The need to feel. To be consumed by something. Jakob feels like he's on fire all over again and there's a part of him that's tempted to check that he's not. That this is all Ines. It hardly feels like he's kissing a stranger. No. It feels like she belongs in his arms, her mouth molded to his as his hands grip her thigh, drawing her leg up.

Lust fuels each touch as he mumbles against her mouth once more. One final time. One last chance to stop this runaway train. "Tell me to stop." The words are a desperate whisper, but she answers with fervent kisses that chase away doubts and hesitations. Jakob drags his mouth from her lips, peppering hot, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw, lingering on the space beneath her ear before trailing to her neck. Jakob thought he was used to burning but never like this. This is unlike anything he's experienced. No, this is a completely consuming fire he has no control over.

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Ines is caught in a relentless wave of pleasure that Jakob is dragging her through. She can barely keep her thoughts together, reduced to a string of gasps and whimpers, all because of him. Her legs are shaking, muscles tensed as Jakob shows no sign of stopping until he gets what he wants from her. He knows exactly how to touch her, how to drive her right to the brink and keep her there, teetering just before she falls and he knows how to carry her through that blissful fall. His voice, his words are enough to draw long moans from her but coupled with the intensity he forces her to accept, she can hear how her noises shake with her body.

If Ines could think straight, if she could even form a single word, she'd tell him how perfect this is. How she doesn't want it to end, despite how he has fucked her out so hard that she can't take it anymore. She's never cum so hard, she's never felt a rush so strong spray out of her. She's never felt her cunt stretch while she's held in place to take constant thrusts from a hard, thick cock. But she relishes in the sensation, the way it spreads through her even when it's all over. Her mind is now only thoughts of Jakob, the way she can feel his touch everywhere over her, the way she can feel his own release filling into her cunt, hot and thick.

As they both start to come down, the room gradually settles back into focus. Her breathing is ragged, matching his, but she still feels like she's floating, still riding the high of what they just shared. Jakob's hands are gentle as he pulls out, leaving Ines feeling so empty that a huff and moan escapes her at once. But, the way he smirks when he sees the mess they've made brings a weak, breathless laugh from her. Ines is still like putty in his hands, unable to gather the strength to move and letting Jakob lift her back to the pool table. She's dazed, her body buzzing and when his lips find hers again, she melts into the kiss. It's softer now, more tender, and the contrast makes her heart stutter in her chest.

But then his fingers are back between her legs, gathering their combined mess, and she can't stop the small moan that escapes her. The sensation is too much again, shaking her legs and frame in a flinch. But, Ines doesn't hesitate to part her lips, letting his fingers slide into her mouth. The taste of them together hits her tongue and she can't help but moan again, a hazy gaze locking to his as she sucks on his fingers. Tongue lapping under, the way she would if they were his cock. His cum and hers, slick and warm tastes so good that it's written all over her expression. "Oh, fuck." Ines mumbles around his fingers, taking them just slightly too deep, on purpose, eyes still not leaving his.

When he finally pulls his fingers away, leaving strings of her spit and their mixed cum over her lips, Ines stays close, her forehead still pressed against his. "You're insane." she whispers, but there's a teasing lilt to her voice, her lips quirking up into a small smile. She kisses him again, slow and deep as she shifts closer, still lost in a daze that Ines doesn't even register what she does next. Her hand gently pushes his lower against her body, back between her thighs where her drenched cunt still aches for him. His cock has stretched her into the perfect fit for him, Ines pushing his three fingers inside her again where her hips instantly roll to find a friction. "Just one more." she mumbles into his mouth through a gasp, mustering enough strength to set a pace with the grind of her hips.

She's still so sensitive that the warm spread of pleasure rises through her body, a pressure building that makes her moan as she fucks herself steadily with his fingers. But...it's different. It's a duller sensation, never quite reaching the peak that Ines anticipated, making her move harder to find that sweet spot that Jakob can reach so easily. But, grind after grind, she just teeters, never lifts. Her moans becoming noises of needy frustration.Ines tears away from their kiss, glance dropping to watch her rolling hips as if she's doing something wrong, her breath shuddering again.

Her gaze finds Jakob, a lazy smirk at the corner of his lips from the way he doesn't thrust his fingers deeper to help her and Ines' head tilts with frustration. "That's not fair. Why can you do that to me so easily?" she murmurs, a pleading look behind her eyes, her hips rolling slower now. "Please. Just one more, no one even knows we're not there." her voice lifts with desperation, arms moving around his shoulders as she shifts again, still trying to take his fingers into her deeper.

Jakob memorizes each whimper that falls from Ines' lips. The sound of her keening is music in his ears as he fucks her hard. Her walls close around him, squeezing his cock as he pulls out to the tip before slamming back onto her, feeling the way her body jolts with his pace, with the fact that he's fucking her harder now than he'd been. He wants her to remember him, the feeling of his cock buried inside her tight cunt, the way her cum oozes out of her each time he pulls back and ruts back in. She's a dripping, sopping mess, and Jakob relishes it. How her small frame arches and shakes with each movement. His fingers rub over her clit, knowing how sensitive her nerves are but uncaring as he frays them again and again.

"You feel so fucking good," Jakob groans, tugging at her ear with his teeth as he begins to tap her clit in a steady motion, playing with her most sensitive bundle of nerves, intent on wringing a reaction from her. He succeeds when she cries out at the touch, the steady rhythm lighting her every nerve on fire. "C'mon, Nes, you can do it. Just one more for me." His voice is low in her ear, one hand still gripping her hip as he nudges her leg just a bit further apart. He can feel her shaking. He's overstimulating every part of Ines but that's the point. He wants her to be a shaking mess, undone because of him. Because of how he used her body, spending every bit of her pleasure to urge on his own.

His breathing grows tight, low groans tumbling from his lips as she shivers and her walls squeeze around him. Ramming his cock into her tight pussy is nothing short of blissful, lids lowered as pleasure begins to build pressure in the pit of his stomach. He doesn't let up on her clit or on his steady strokes, feeling the way her lips part each time his cock slides back in, the way her cum and desire coat him, dripping out of her cunt with each thrust. It's like there's not enough room in her tight hole for his thick, throbbing inches, and the result of her last orgasm. Jakob can't help but smirk at the thought before a low moan escapes from him. "Fucking hell, how are you still so tight?" There's a low laugh that escapes, cut off by a caught breath at how her body flinches again. He resumes rubbing her clit, the slick moisture there causing the pads of his fingers to slide from each small side, eliciting as much pleasure as he can from her body.

He can tell she's building, like they're both coming to the edge of a waterfall, the way she grips him, the way her legs shake, the way she tries to close them and he won't let her. He knows her climax is near and he keeps going, pace steady and strong, hard as he pounds into her cunt. The sounds of their bodies connecting makes his breathing grow more labored as he nears his own. But then Ines falls over the edge first and Jakob lets out a string of swears as her orgasm sprays from her. "Oh, fuck yes, that's it. That's fucking it." He praises, tugging at her ear with his teeth as he fucks her through her orgasm, and the pleasure that comes out of her in sprays. "You're so fucking messy." Jakob lauds, rubbing her clit faster as she squirts everywhere, her petite frame shaking with pleasure as the spray of her orgasm hits the table and the floor and her legs and his hands.

The clench of her oozing cunt is enough to pull Jakob over the edge with her. The taut knot in the pit of his stomach finally coming undone as he lets go. His release is harder than he thought it would be, a loud moan of pleasure escaping as he spills thick ropes of cum into her, painting her walls. "Fuck yes, fuck, fuck, fuck," his eyes are half-lidded and grips her hips with both hands now as he releases his warm load into her. Pleasure racks his body, their moans mingling and the thought of keeping quiet long forgotten.

It feels like ages until they both come down from their high, both breathing hard. "Holy shit," he finally exhales, feeling like he's high for how good she's made him feel. He slowly pulls out, unable to help his smirk as thick white oozes out of her cunt, like it finally has somewhere to go now that he's not in her. But Jakob is a gentleman, and he slowly turns Ines around, her dazed look mirroring his own as he lifts her with ease, sitting her back on the edge of the pool table. His cock is a mess of their cum and desire, but he doesn't pay attention to it just yet.

Instead, Jakob presses a soft kiss to her lips while reaching a hand between her legs. Then he takes three fingers that had previously been in her cunt, and swipes them along her slick, white-coated folds. "Shh," Jakob hushes her small moan and flinch. He does it a few times until there is thick coating of both of them on his fingers. He pulls back from their kiss, forehead resting against hers as he lifts his digits to her lips, "you should taste us." Jakob encourages, breathing heavy still as he watches her take his fingers in her mouth.

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Ines's mind is completely gone. She's lost in how Jakob makes her feel, the pleasure he gives to her so easily, the way her body is a trembling, aching mess because of him. His cock stretches her with every deliberate thrust, making her feel every inch, every ridge. The way the throb of it pulses against her slick walls, deep and hard. Ines doesn't think she's ever felt like this before. A limited dating history with okay sex has suddenly made her realize what she's been missing. She's never been fucked like this before, or even held like this.

The way Jakob grips her, fingers digging into her skin, grounds her in the here and now but her mind is floating somewhere far above. She can't focus on anything but the overwhelming pleasure building inside her, the way his cock fills her over and over again. His words blur in her mind as he takes her, relentless and steady and there's nothing left of her now, just a pressure rising through her. She can't respond in any way other than her moans and shakes, trying desperately to form words that never come. The way Jakob talks her through the high, the way her fucks her through it as his fingers find her clit, slick and sensitive, she's barely holding on.

And then it happens, the pressure breaks, shattering her into a million pieces. Her orgasm is a release she's never felt before, overwhelming, sudden and making her cry out desperately. The sudden spray from her cunt leaves her breathless, dripping down her thighs and soaking Jakob's cock. All Ines can do is shake, convulsing around him as he praises her, his voice a low rumble that sends a warmth through her body. "No...I've never done that before..." Ines mumbles but her voice is so inconsistent she's not even sure what she's saying.

She doesn't even have the time to catch her breath before he's moving her, guiding her off the table. Her limbs are heavy, mind still reeling from the intensity of it all, but she follows his lead. She has no words for how it makes her feel, letting Jakob do what he wants to her, like she's not even her own anymore. Her body bends and shapes at his command, and she moans out sharply as his cock sinks back into her from behind. The angle is different, deeper, filling her sensitive cunt again and making her writhe. "Fuck!"

The overstimulation is almost unbearable, but it's so fucking good. She gasps and flinches to every touch from him, the way his words are rough, breath hot against her ear. Her head flops back against Jakob's shoulder, eyelids heavy and she's dazed from the constant pleasure. Hearing him say those words, say that he'll use her, her body flinches naturally in response. An eager shiver down her spine as she exhales. "Oh, fuck. Please." Ines whines, needy and trembling, reaching so a hand can rest behind his neck, keeping their faces close as he promises to make her cum harder than before. She believes him, and knows he can, the thought alone making her cunt clench tight around him.

But she's desperate for it, craving the release he's promising even if it feels like her body can't take any more. She flinches every time his fingers rub over her clit, so sensitive that it shocks through her entire being. But the way his cock drives into her, sinking deeper, pounding her now, Ines quickly becomes helpless putty in his hand. She didn't know it was possible to give in the way she does, her legs shaking and barely keeping her upright. But Ines lets herself go, like a blissful surrender to the way Jakob makes her feel.

"Oh, fuck. I'm so close already, how the fuck do you keep doing that?" she tries to say, but the words are lost in a moan, a hurried sound of her confusion. Her voice trembling as she feels the pressure building again, stronger and more overwhelming than before. The tightness in her abdomen is unbearable, each thrust pushing her further into a state of complete surrender. Jakob takes her right to the edge, right on the verge of something more intense than the last. And Ines can barely catch her breath. The sound of his cock driving into her, how wet he's made her, the sound of his staggering breaths. She loves it all.

She loves how sudden it is too, how she can feel the very moment she breaks. Wracking her with pleasure so intense it's almost painful. The release is explosive, another spray and rush from her cunt that leaves her shaking, her entire being focused on the way Jakob fucks her through it, relentless and deep. Ines tries to hold on as the pleasure takes her under, she's spent and blissed out, gasping for air in Jakob's arms.

She catches his mouth with a hungry kiss, feeling his cock throbbing and twitching deep in her cunt. She knows he's close from his ragged breathing, those deep groans from his chest threatening to make her even wetter all over again. "Fuck, please. Yes, fill me." Ines begs him desperately because those final thrusts from him are euphoric. In this moment, Jakob fucking her roughly after her release, she really is being used by him. Her body there only for him as he comes undone, thick warm load spilling into her drenched cunt. She can feel the way his cock pulses, the way his cum fills her to the brim, oozing out of her, mixing with her own soaked mess over his inches.

The sound of Ines' pitiful whimpers is enough to make Jakob's cock throb. The way she writhes beneath his mouth, the sweet taste of her and the slick desire that coats his tongue. But it's nothing compared to the way she gasps when he finally pushes in. Her walls clench around his cock, and Jakob's chest tighten. Long fingers grip her hips, digging into soft, smooth flesh while thrusting steadily. Each stroke, he draws out, still filling her halfway before snapping his hips, sliding back against the tight constraints of her cunt.

Her little swears make him chuckle before pleasure overtakes him as well. He can't think beyond the here and now. There's something about fucking Ines like this that makes him see stars. The party is a distant memory at this point as he keeps a steady pace. Jakob relishes the sound of their bodies coming together, the slick wet of her desire and cum coat his cock while her pussy soaks itself again and again.

"You're so fucking tight, Nes, what the fuck." He mumbles against her lips, tugging at her lower one as he moves. She seems content to be used by him like this, her body pliant and ready for his every move. It makes desire knot in the pit of his stomach, spreading her legs further apart to angle better. Her walls grip around his length, tighter than any he's experienced before and if he had thoughts, he'd be thinking that he wants to do this again and again. Spend Ines' pussy until she's a sopping mess and then do it again until she's crying out for him.

Her gaze is unsteady, hazy and half-lidded eyes look at him with open lust and pleasure. He's sent her to another place with the way he jolts her small frame. Each thrust deliberate and felt by both of them, drawing the taut string between them tighter as pleasure coils in both of them. Jakob leans down, taking one of Ines' tits in his mouth, teeth scraping at her peaked nipple, another long thrust making her whimper and him groan against her soft flesh. He's not sure if there's a name for this – the high of using her and giving her pleasure at the same time. Somehow the fact she's given her body over to him, wanting him to wring the last bit of pleasure out of her, makes his inches harder, the slick slide of her cunt making him moan. His own lust continues to build, heighten by her mewls and moans.

Jakob doesn't think of how he shouldn't leave marks, or how this is likely a fleeting moment. He drags his tongue over her skin, up her chest to her neck, sucking at the skin there before drawing his face back to hers, catching her half-lidded gaze with pupils blown wide. The slick slap of their skin against each other as he jolts Ines, the way the pool balls on the other side of the table rattle, the way her back arches – he knows she's close. Even more so when she begins to whine, keening even as he lifts her legs slightly to angle better.

When Ines says those magic words, his smirk grows. Jakob reaches between them and slides two fingers against her clit, thrusting deep inside her. Her gasps of pleasure tell him she's about to fall over the edge and he begins teasing her clit with two fingers, rolling over the slick mound as her voice gets higher in pitch, her whines like music to his ears. "Keep going," he urges, lips against Iness and he rubs the pads of his fingers over that sensitive mound again, another jolt of his hips rutting him deeper. "You've got this," he encourages before, finally, she shatters and, just like he thought, there's a sudden spray from her cunt. A sparkling sheer wash of pleasure spilling out of her and over his cock and fingers. "That's a good girl," he huffs, shuddering as he feels her walls clench around him. RP magic means he can hold on for longer than is realistic, and he continues to fuck her through her orgasm, a low chuckle on his lips as he glances down at the mess she's made.

"Did you know you could do that?" He laughs lowly, pressing a hard kiss to her lips before drawing out of her completely. But not because he's done. His cock is a mess of white gobs of her cum, and both their slick desire, throbbing and begging for release. He pushes her hair back from her face and despite her dazed state, helps her from the table, kissing over her skin as he shifts her. She responds with languid movements, like her body is his to mold, and so he does.

Jakob turns her around, propping one leg on the table, and the other planted on the floor, her heels offsetting the difference as he murmurs praises in her ear before sliding his cock in from a different angle. Her walls clench around him even tighter this time as he groans and begins to thrust steadily once more, fucking her from the back. "I'm gonna use you to fucking finish, okay?" He asks gruffly, keeping one hand on her thigh and drawing one hand down her front, over her breasts as her head falls back against his shoulder.

He groans, another steady thrust of his long inches into her tight tiny cunt as he drops his hands even lower until he's playing with her clit again. When she flinches, he nods, "and I'm gonna make you fucking cum harder than before." It's a promise as he snaps his hips against her, using his knee to inch her legs further apart and get an even better angle. He can feel the way she's dripping out of her cunt, even with his cock stuffed inside, and is on the verge of letting go himself, but wants to hold on for her. "Just one more, can you do that?" He breaths shakily now, several fingers now rubbing against her clit, coated in her as the tightness in his abdomen increases, each stroke, each clench of her cunt, driving him towards his own release as he focuses on her FOURTH one HAHA.

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The playfulness between them catches Ines off guard, but not in a way that makes her back away. It's almost too easy, the way Jakob nudges her foot, the mischievous spark in his eyes when he grins at her. She can't hold back a chuckle. "I do want you to, yeah." she says, her smile stretching wide before slipping away as his gaze shifts, lingering in a way that feels more deliberate. Jakob's eyes roam over her, scanning her from head to toe, and a flicker of vulnerability rises in her chest, a slight urge to pull back. But the thrill, the sheer excitement, is quick to replace any other thought.  

Her pulse picks up, her breath tight. What is it about him that pulls this out of her? This immediate, visceral reaction, like her mind is trying to catch up to her body, which already knows what it wants. There's a flash of doubt, a thought that she should feel a touch of shame for getting this caught up so fast, but there's no shame to be found. Just the sense that they're here, alone, and Ines knows exactly what she wants. Especially when Jakob's voice drops, low, a sound she feels more than hears as his fingers flex against her neck. A slight sigh escapes her, and she can't help the way a small grin flickers over her lips.

"I'm sure I'm gonna like how you make it up to me." Ines murmurs, her voice breathy but confident as she leans toward him, something that feels instinctual now. Her eyes flick to his lips, a heartbeat before his mouth is on hers, hot, insistent, claiming her, and holy fuck, he's a good kisser. Ines's hands find their way to his arms, fingers trailing along the hard muscle with a hum in her throat, tracing the line up to his shoulders as her mouth opens to his, inviting him deeper. Her thoughts blur from the rush of his touch as he lowers her back against the mat. The excitement swells, quick and consuming, and she tightens her hold on his shoulders, pulling him close, an unspoken demand to keep him there, close against her.

Ines only breaks the kiss once, just long enough to catch her breath and study his face, a soft, breathy laugh slipping from her lips. It's exhilarating and strange, how easily she's been swept into this, her thoughts scattering and quickly. Her mouth parts, ready to speak but Ines blinks. The only thing that leaves her is a small, almost inaudible "Fuck." before her mouth is on his again, fiercer, as if they've both stumbled into something that's spiraling fast. Her hands shift, one slipping up to his face, fingers brushing over his sharp jaw, feeling the rough line of it beneath her touch. The excitement merges with urgency and Ines meets it there, tasting his tongue, matching the sudden spark of lust she can't seem to control.

Jakob grins and raises his brow when she moves his hand. "I find that hard to believe, see?" he knocks his foot against her raised one, amusement tugging at his lips and present in his eyes. A brightness that isn't always there lingers, focused on Ines and the way the lantern above illuminates her face in the otherwise dark tent. He's certain her eyes must have gold flecks, or maybe he's just seeing stars looking at them so intently. "If you want." He speaks lowly, testing the waters as the atmosphere shifts. Jakob lets her lead them there, something igniting in him, mirroring the tilt of her head, green gaze focused on hers.

"Well, you're a natural. Guess cats land on their feet. Even if they don't stay there for long." He grins and casts a careful eye over her, inspecting her from head to toe for any injury. Even when he can safely say she's unharmed, he lingers. Especially when her tone shifts.

He doesn't look away, eyes darkening and going to her mouth when she points before trailing his hands down to her neck. His gaze flicks from her neck to her lips and back to her eyes, reading the intention there. Too obvious to be mistaken for anything else. He feels his heart stutter and beat again, faster this time, and he keeps his hand on her neck, flexing his fingers carefully. Not so hard to hurt, but enough that she'll feel his digits pressed against her throat.

"You should know something about me, Ines." His voice comes thick with want than he intends, an obvious desire in it as he caresses the skin of her neck, shifting forward ever so slightly. "I don't like owing anyone anything." Jakob closes the distance between them, pressing his lips to hers. His hand slips from her neck to her jaw, fingers splayed against her soft skin as his other winds around her frame, lowering her back into the mat so he's hovering over her.

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Suddenly, Ines can't feel a semblance of strength in her body. She's floating and sinking at once, thoughts lost to the bliss Jakob pulls from her. Every muscle is languid, melting into the table beneath her, while her mind blanks out into pure ecstasy. His tongue is merciless, gathering up every drop of her, sending jolts of sensation through her with each calculated suck of her clit. She's drenched, soaking in her release, the slick heat of it rushing from her in a way she's never experienced. If she could find her voice, she'd tell Jakob that no one's ever made her cum this much. Just from their fingers, just from their mouth. But she can't. All she can do is moan and whimper, her body jerking and shaking as he wrings out every last bit of pleasure from her, leaving her a spent mess.

Jakob keeps her in this heightened state, the kind where even their kiss has her moaning into his mouth. The taste of her cum shared from tongue to tongue reignites the fire in her belly, an all-consuming lust that makes her desperate to feel him inside her. Her hands fumble against his cock, helping him shed his clothes with an urgency that's driven by nothing but desire. The need to be filled by him, to feel him stretch her and bury deep is all she can think about.

When she sees his cock, her breath catches. It's perfect, thick, tip shining with precum, and so much larger than she'd expected. A flicker of apprehension tugs at her, but it's quickly drowned out by raw lust. She wants him, needs him, even if she's not sure how she'll take it. Ines's eyes drop to watch the moment Jakob lines his cock to her cunt and the moment he pushes in, stretching her inch by inch, her mind goes blank. "Oh fuck!" she gasps as she feels her drenched walls grip around his hard inches. Her body is limp, surrendering to the sensation as he fills her so completely, finally leaving no room for anything else but the overwhelming stretch of him.

She's gone now and her body becomes his to use, just like she told him to. The way he keeps her legs open, his hands pressing into her thighs, leaves her with no choice but to take how he fucks her. And she wouldn't have it any other way. She hopes his fingerprints leave impressions, little bruises she can admire later, though Ines already knows she'll never forget how he made her feel tonight. Each thrust from his cock builds the pleasure higher, intensifying the sensation until she's nothing but a vessel for the ecstasy he's giving her. Hard, deep and long thrusts that draw out pitiful noises from her, voice warbling from the way her body jolts.

As Ines teeters closer to the edge again, her gaze locks onto Jakob's through hooded eyes. She wants to capture his mouth in a deep kiss, but all she can manage is a gentle brush of her lips against his. Her hand moves to his face, cupping his jaw tenderly, mumbling a quiet and incoherent, "You feel so good." the words leave her like a breathless, adoring whisper, barely audible over the sound of their bodies coming together.

The pleasure builds, but it’s different this time, something new and overwhelming. She's filling up, cunt dripping from anticipating the fall, a warmth spreading from the pit of her stomach to every corner of her body. Confusion mixes with the pleasure, but Ines is too lost in it to even do a thing to stop it. The little energy she has left is spent shaking in Jakob's hold, her hands gripping onto his arms as the sensation grows. "Jakob…it…it feels like I'm gonna pee?" she can’t even get the words out, the intensity too much and building faster and faster. "Jakob! Oh my God…" she gasps, feeling the strongest orgasm she’s ever known building and building, ready to consume her whole, a tremor shaking through her body as he keeps fucking her, thrusting deep into her over and over again.

Jakob loses track of time, tongue lapping at her cunt, her clit, every inch of Ines as her slick desire coats his tongue. She tastes sweet and sounds even sweeter, her soft mewls like music to his ears. He's lost in her, content with delighting her senses – setting her nerves so on edge that she flinches with each languid lap of his tongue. Jakob shifts, forward, a huff of laughter as she keens his name, whining as her hips flinch. Without prompting, he latches his mouth over her clit, hollowing his cheeks as he creates suction, knowing it'll drive her crazy. Her tightening fingers in his hair is proof and he continues to suck and lap. His saliva mixes with her cum from earlier and her growing desire, creating a slick mess on her most sensitive spot.

She shifts again and Jakob keeps her in place even as she collapses onto the table full, chest rising and falling as pressure and pleasure build in her. Jakob himself feels his stomach knot with desire, knowing that he needs to feel her tight walls around him soon or he'll lose it. But not before she does. He relishes each whimper that leaves soft lips, knowing he's causing the slow build of pleasure coursing through her body.

When Jakob releases her clit, a smirk on his lips as he looks up at how her back arches slightly with her impending releasing, nipples stiff and rising with her steady panting. "You like that?" There's no response, which is as good as one for him. Knowing she's so close to the edge, Jakob spits a string of saliva onto her clit and begins to lap it up. He spreads her legs wider so he can bury his face in her cunt, leaving a messy trail of spit and wet along her shining folds. "God you taste good," Jakob mumbles as he feels her begin to shake and then Fuck!. Her cry is music to his ears and her body convulses as her orgasm hits.

Jakob keeps going, feeling her cunt soaking as he licks her folds, feeling her coat his tongue as he covers every inch of her. He keeps his grip tighter on her legs as he latches his mouth over her clenching cunt again, hollowing his cheeks as he creates more suction, trying to get every bit of cum that seeps out of her shuddering self. Her small frame shakes and her cries are louder than they've been but he's still not thinking about anything but the way she tastes, messy globs of cum and wet and spit on his tongue as he helps her through her climax.

When she finally catches her breath, Jakob gives another gentle lap of her pussy before she's pulling him up to his mouth. "You're fucking amazing," he praises as he kisses her hard, her cum on his tongue as it massages hers. He lets out a hiss of desire as she brushes his cock and it doesn't take much for Jakob to oblige her. He shirks his clothes fast because rp magic, cock springing free, stiff and seeping with precum.

Even in her dazed state, he can see the slight pause as she takes him in and shakes his head. "It'll fit." Jakob reassures without knowing if it will, but he doesn't fucking care as he tugs her closer to the edge of the table, hands at her legs again as he spreads them for him. He catches a sight of her messy cunt and groans, drawing two fingers along her sensitive folds again, swiping up her mess to coat his cock before lining up at her entrance. If desire had a name, it'd be hers. Because nothing and no one else exists right now but Ines. He pulls her into another messy kiss as he pushes in and gasps against her mouth at how tight she is. "Holy Fuck," he swears, feeling her slick walls squeeze around him, even with a few inches in. "It'll fit," Jakob groans, pushing deeper, feeling her body give way for his thick length.

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Ines laughs with a hint of both nerves and excitement that she can't quite hide. "I hope so." she nods and her voice carries an edge of anticipation. There's something here. Intrigue doesn't seem a strong enough word, but calling it an instant spark seems far too cliche. Still, it's the closest she has to explain what's happening between her and Jakob. The way they watch one another, like there's a dare tucked between their playful exchanges. When he teases her about standing on her tiptoes, she drops flat footed, catching his hand and placing it right on top of her head with a smirk. "No, I'm not. I have no idea what you even mean." she says, the excuse to touch him perhaps obvious but Ines doesn't think she cares.

Jakob's comments only fan the quiet challenge between them, his tone so casual but laced with something else, something Ines is sure isn't just in her head. She can feel her grin widening, and it's hard to hold it back. "So, does that mean you'll have to show me instead?" she asks, her voice both bold and soft, her head tilting, curiosity flickering in her eyes. She tells herself it's the adrenaline from the stunt, from literally flying through flames, but she knows it's more than that. Her heartbeat races as Jakob crouches beside her on the mat and she's close enough to scan the details over his expression.

"I'm good. That was literally the best thing ever." Ines chuckles, but the laugh fades as his hand finds her face, tilting her chin gently to the side, his gaze scanning her with genuine care. Her playful demeanor slips away, caught off guard by the sincerity in his eyes as he checks her over for any sign of injury. For a moment, she doesn't say a word, her focus locked on him, and slowly, her grin returns. "Actually, I did kinda hurt myself." Ines murmurs, her voice dropping.

She lifts her hand, pointing to her mouth, a teasing spark in her eyes. "Here." but she doesn't want to leave anything to chance. Her fingers guide his touch down to her neck, slow as her eyes stay on him. "Here, too." she mumbles, her grin doesn't leave her face as she gives her final dare. One she doesn't bother to hide. "I think you sorta owe it to me to make me feel better. Can you?" the words start as a confident smirk but there's a slight hint of a plea, something that almost takes herself by surprise.

Jakob feigns a contemplative demeanor, studying her as though considering the question. "I think you can find a way." His eyes flash and his grin turns into a smirk with ease as they banter back and forth. It's a volley between their minds and wit, teasing and engaging and Jakob is completely caught up in what she says. An easy laugh escapes and he shakes his head. "You need to get your eyes and general perspective checked. You're on your toes." He points out with a raised brow, catching the way she's studying him now. There's something in her gaze that burns deeper than interest – an intensity he's sure his own eyes mirror. Jakob nods. "I'll be waiting." Said before he lights the rings on fire.

"I can think of a few ways but I'm not sure if you've earned the right to know." The teasing in his tone is no longer veiled, flirtation an obvious undercurrent to each word as he moves to her side. He thinks of a dozen different things he'd like to do now that his hands are on her and he's surprised by the sudden fervor of his thoughts. He's no stranger to physical attraction – there are plenty of people who can catch his eyes. At least enough to deem them good enough for a quick fuck. But almost instantaneously, he's drawn to Ines. Completely enraptured by her laugh and her smile and those freckles and the way her eyes light with mischief.

A moment later he's practically launching her through the ring, laughing as her own grows louder. He ignores the way his hands miss the feel of her beneath them and watches as she lands before collapsing. "Holy shit." Had he really just thrown her through the hoop? Jakob snaps back to himself, rushing over once he's come back to his senses, stopping short as she cackles and he lets out a breath. Green eyes scan her for any sign of injury, though he can guess there isn't one based on her demeanor, the completely joyful laughter that reaches his ears like a melody. Shit. What's wrong with him? Her laughter is a melody? What the fuck.

"Yeah, shit, sorry about that." Jakob laughs lowly, raking a hand through his hair as he crouches beside her on the mat. "You good?" He asks and, without a reason to, knowing full well the flames hadn't touched her, he reaches out and cups her jaw with one hand. "Just checking," Jakob informs, turning her head one way and then the other. "I don't think I'd forgive myself if you got burned." He intends it as a joke but it comes out with surprising sincerity as his hand lingers on her face.

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Ines knows Jakob's promise is a guaranteed one, her breath shuddering as soon as he makes it. The aftermath still shivers through her veins from only his fingers, every nerve ending set alight as his tongue travels over her skin. Ines even hears the long moan escape her from the way his hand squeezes at her hip, a hint of possessiveness in his touch that drives her crazy. "Oh, fuck. You make me feel so good." the admission slips through her shaky sigh like a praise, fingers tangling through his hair. The way he looks at her, the way they look at each other, it unlocks something. A deep need she didn't even know she was capable of feeling.

She can't tear her gaze away from him, his every movement as his mouth reaches her soaking cunt. A longer moan escapes her from the slow, deliberate way his tongue drags over her, tasting her. It's a noise that emits from her throat, humming in approval as she rakes fingers through his hair. Jakob's teasing pace has her hips bucking slightly, seeking more friction, desperate for it. Ines practically trembles, her body attuned to the rhythm he sets. The way he laps at her clit, each pass of his tongue sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her. "Jakob..." it's more a noise than his actual name, Ines's legs quivering under his touch.

Because when he pulls her closer, his face burying into her dripping cunt, Ines feels a haze lift through her. Her head leans back, no longer able to keep herself propped up to watch his tongue work over her. Her back meets against the pool table in a soft collapse, her mind blanking as a pressure builds in the pit of her stomach. Both of her hands now dive into his hair as her body shakes in little tremors. "Oh fuck!" Ines whimpers out, biting her lip to stop the pitiful sound coaxed by every drag and lap of his tongue, the warmth of his mouth and breath. All of it is too much, and she tries to ground herself but it's no use.

Her body is already betraying her, hips rolling to his mouth, chasing that high she knows is coming. The way he's devouring her, the way he's tasting her. She feels herself spiraling, the tension coiling tighter and tighter, until it snaps. The wave of pleasure crashes through her, Ines jolting as her orgasm hits harder than she could even predict. "Fuck!" she cries as her whole body jerks, back arching off the table, unable to hold back as Jakob keeps working her through it, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until she's a shaking mess.

Ines swears she can see stars, trembling in little convulsions as she feels her cunt soak with the rush, cumming against his tongue. She can't even find the strength to lift her head off the pool table, catching her breath before finally meeting Jakob's gaze again. But this time there's no teasing remark she makes, just shaking breaths as she tries to reach for him to pull him into another kiss, and pull herself up again. "Fuck me." Ines's mumble is just as incoherent as she feels it is, words lost against his mouth as she tastes herself on his lips. "Fuck me however you need to," she pleads, her hands falling to his trousers, wanting to desperately feel his cock sink into her. "Please, please."

Jakob exhales slowly as Ines takes his fingers in her mouth, cleaning up the stickiness of her wet and he can't help but think of how good her mouth would feel around his cock. He groans slightly, watching as her tongue laps around them, as her perfect lips suck her cum off him. "Okay. No need to be a smart ass," Jakob chides with a smirking grin. He's never done something like this before. Absconded away in the midst of a party. He might've thought of doing it at times, but his last partner had been keen to stay with the crowds. Ines, however, seems content to stay here, with him. Her words cause his breath to catch and Jakob's gaze darkens, green eyes flashing with intent.

"I think I can do more than that." He promises, letting her push his head down her body. His hands graze her breasts, palming them through the fabric as she spreads her legs for him. Jakob's about to move lower but her dress has other plans. It seems Ines is in more of a hurry than he is, expertly freeing herself of the garment. He doesn't even see where it lands as he takes her in. The stiff peaks on pert breasts, the concave of a smooth stomach, toned by years of gymnastics. "Fuck." It's all he can think to say before his mouth is on Ines' neck, hand at her hip, squeezing it while he drags his tongue along her skin. His free hand goes to her breast, pressing a thumb across a stiff nipple as he takes the other in his mouth, humming when her small frame jerks with the contact. Every bit of her he comes in contact with tastes divine, the promise of something sweeter waiting for him making his cock twitch.

Jakob releases her nipple, dragging his mouth further as he shifts her body up the table. Once again, he forgets time and place as his cock strains with need, throbbing through his pants as he shifts her. He takes Ines in, his own desire evident on his face as he catches her wanton gaze, green hues trailing from her eyes, to her breasts, glistening now, to her stomach, and then her cunt.

He groans, hands pushing her legs apart so he can get a better look. The way she's dripping, glistening over slick folds, the way her legs still quiver from her last high. Jakob presses a kiss to her knee, to her inner thigh, drawing closer to her cunt before locking gazes with her. He wraps his arms under her thighs, tugging them apart as his mouth hovers hot breath over her folds. "Then I think we're gonna have problems," he utters lowly, keeping her gaze as he lowers her mouth to her, drawing his tongue up her folds in a slow, deliberate motion. He watches the way her eyes flutter, the sharp gasp that leaves her as her wet coats his tongue like honey.

He pulls back a half inch, running his tongue on the inside of his mouth, tasting her. "Because you're gonna cum harder this time, Nes." It's another promise as he lowers his mouth and begins lapping against her folds, a slow, steady teasing. He can feel her legs quiver, keeping them apart as he tugs her closer, practically burying his face in her cunt as he teases her with the tip of his tongue, feeling the way she jerks. Another teasing laugh escapes at how her body responds to him, how good she tastes and how she moans when he finally gets to her clit, lapping over the sensitive mound slowly.