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Listen, the timeline was teensy bit blurry for her, but at a certain point, Artemis and Buggy had started making out, left the bar, gone to an inn, booked a room, and locked the door behind them. Impressive considering the clown had his tongue in her mouth a significant amount of the time it had taken them to do all of that.
Artemis managed to pull her lips away with a gasp, staring at Buggy’s longingly and keeping a tight grasp on his striped shirt while he was holding her waist tightly between his own fingers. Her feather coat had already been discarded, tossed into a corner and forgotten.
The clown looked at her, eyes filled with hunger and longing. The sight alone made her subconsciously bite her lip, diving in for another kiss and urging him towards one of the two beds in the room. Her nails were digging into his v-neck, pulling him down with her as she crashed her back onto the mattress and letting him fall on top of her. He barely managed to let go of her waist to break his fall, nearly crushing her with his body weight in the process. Not that she would’ve complained though.
His head turned into a deeper kiss, invading the cavern of her mouth with his tongue and occasionally tugging her lips with his teeth. His hands had already made their way down, gloved palms pressing on her thighs and caressing the fishnets on her shapely legs, and he groaned as he felt her wrap her calf around his thigh loosely.
With a reluctant exhale, Buggy pulled away from the kiss and hovered above her, quickly moving his arms up to brace his elbows above her head. The greasepaint on his face had already smudged greatly around his mouth, giving him a more unhinged look in contrast to the crisp lines earlier.
“God… shit Artie… you sure you really want to do this…? You’re so fucking sexy, baby, but I need to hear you say you want me…”
Artemis let go of his shirt and rubbed her hands under his armpits, hooking onto his broad shoulders and nodding with a light whine.
“I need you so badly, Buggy… I’m so fucking horny for you right now…”
Hearing that desperately needy plea made a shiver run down his spine, and he crashed his lips into hers again as his hands moved down to her hips again. His fingers dug into the fabric of her dress, and he couldn’t help but grind his erection into her thigh.
While making out with her, Buggy braced his elbows on the bed next to her waist, pressing his forearms on her torso and taking his gloves off with a rushed pull. He bit her lip with his teeth again, lifting his head to give her a heated look and groaning quietly.
“Mmmh, fuck… you make it so hard for me to hold back… please, at least let me taste you first, toots…”
Begging from a partner was not something Artemis was at all familiar with. And by the feeling of her stomach fluttering and thighs subconsciously pressing together, she absolutely enjoyed it more than she should’ve.
In a swift movement that surprised both of them, she pushed his shoulder back and sat up slightly, reaching under the hem of her short dress and pulling it off with ease to toss it in whichever corner her coat was.
She hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath, seeing as she couldn’t find one that looked flattering with the dress she wore tonight, and the sight clearly excited Buggy. He gulped audibly, and Artemis swore she could see the bulge in his pants twitching eagerly.
A trembling hand made its way to her chest, cupping her breast and pressing her rapidly hardening nipple against the palm. The way his fingers squeezed her boob experimentally was enough to make her giggle, not out of pleasure nor malice, but simply because she found it endearing that this clown was acting so shy all of a sudden.
He squeezed the alluring flesh of her titty again for the hell of it until he pulled both of his hands away and reached down to pull up his shirt. A little slower but just as eagerly as she had done, Buggy practically tore off his shirt and threw it somewhere without looking. Once bare, he pressed himself more between her legs, leaning the heels of his palms next to her waist as he stared at her.
Artemis looked him up and down again, aroused out of her mind. A glint of metal caught her eye, and she swallowed her breath, nearly choking on it.
His nipples were pierced, and fuck were they beautiful. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to have them or touch them, but god almighty, did they make her feel something.
Of course, the rest of his bare torso was incredibly attractive as well; arms muscular, pecs protruding, soft bit of tummy on display. Artemis found herself staring at it, forgetting to blink entirely before she heard an awkward coughing, and she forced her eyes back on his.
“Don’t get too distracted now…”
His tone voice was low and full of arousal, but Artemis didn’t miss the way his ears turned red and his eyes averted the tiniest bit.
Before she could analyse his reaction too long, Buggy leaned down again, pressing his lips on her neck and latching onto her skin with a suck. His mouth pressed dozens of eager kisses and sucks along her neck and collarbone, and his thumbs found her nipples. Gently, he gyrated the pads of his fingers on her, touching her so gently he might as well have not been touching her. And yet it was the perfect amount of stimulation to make her gasp breathlessly.
Hesitantly, she moved her hand up to the back of his neck, undoing his ponytail with shaky hands. With a bit of struggle she managed to get the hair tie loose, letting his hair fall and cascade onto his shoulders like streams of water.
Artemis stared at him again. It should have been impossible for her to be any wetter than she already was, and yet here she was, turning into a water slide from the sight of his hair being down alone.
He noticed her staring again, scoffing in light hearted disbelief and leaning down to ghost a breath over her chest.
“I can’t tell if you’re trying to insult or flatter me, Artie…” he chuckled, puckering his lips into a slight frown and sticking out his tongue to press the flat of it on the underside of her breast.
“Sorry… I’m just, like, really turned on right now… and you’re really handsome…”
Buggy grinned breathlessly, licking up to latch his mouth on her nipple and caressing his hands on her waist gently, and he closed his eyes with a low rumble against her skin.
“You’ll embarrass me if you sweet talk me like that, baby…”
He was definitely mostly joking, though Artemis couldn’t help but feel like there was a sliver of truth to his words.
Mentally, she smacked her head against the wall, scolding herself for reading into it. This was a one night stand, not a therapy session.
With another quick mental kick to herself, she held onto the back of his head, encouraging him to kiss and suck at her chest a little harder as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Though, the teasing was entirely for show at this point, because her pussy was soaking through the fabric of her underwear and onto the bed sheets.
Buggy quickly caught on to her hint, grazing his teeth on her erect nipple and using his fingers to tweak with its neglected twin. With his free hand, he trailed down between their bodies, unzipping his pants and pulling them down with surprisingly little struggle.
Just as Artemis arched her back into his mouth, he pulled himself away, leaving her whining softly and reaching out for him blindly.
“I’m right here, toots…”
His fingers brushed past hers tenderly to let her know he was still there, and within seconds, she heard his pants ‘thump’ on the floor. She heard him quickly kick them away, swearing quietly under his breath before digging his hands into her waist and kneeling down on the floor.
Artemis opened her eyes again to look down at him, and she felt her cheeks heating up a bit at the sight of him between her legs. His hands moved down from her hips, caressing along her thighs and hooking into the back of her knees. Damn, he looked good from this angle. Hair, nose, everything. She never thought she’d have sex with a literal clown, but I mean, you know what they say about big shoes.
Buggy must’ve read her mind, because his fingers dug into her skin and he glared at her with a furrowed eyebrow.
She laughed, waving her hand dismissively and apologising quietly. He did look really cute when he was upset.
“Sorry, sorry… I’m paying attention, I swear.”
The clown let out a mildly annoyed huff, tensing his hold on her knees for a moment and rubbing his palms down her inner thighs. The brush of his fingers along her stockings made her pleasantly shiver, spreading her legs a little wider in anticipation.
He didn’t seem to linger on being upset for too long, sneaking his slightly calloused fingers into the holes of her fishnets to rub her skin directly and poking his tongue out to trace along the garter on her upper thigh.
His eyes were closed as he left panting kisses and bites on her inner thighs, and seeing him so eager made Artemis swallow her breath. Damn it, she wanted to reach down and hold his cute face. It was no fair that he was so attractive and so attentive.
Impatiently, she caressed her hands down her torso, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her black underwear. The move made Buggy pause and stare at her, Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp as he watched her fingers move hypnotically.
In an enticingly slow movement, she lifted her legs closer to herself and pulled the panties up her thighs. When they reached her ankles, she let go of the fabric and used her feet to kick it away teasingly, and once it had been discarded onto the floor, she lowered her legs down to rest on his shoulders, digging her heels into the back of his shoulders teasingly.
“...you’re being a teensy bit slow for my tastes, Bugsy…”
He nodded almost too quickly, grabbing onto her thighs and hooking his muscular arms around them as he leaned in, muttering breathlessly.
“Could’ve said something if you were that excited… getting me hard as a rock over here…”
Before she could chuckle and quip back, a flat, warm tongue pressed onto her clit, and Buggy took a deep breath through his nose as he suckled onto her gently. The sudden action made her hips buckle in surprise, and she reached out to press her fingers into his hair.
With a breathless gasp, he pulled back just enough to mutter quietly. “...god, you’re wet as hell… I must be doing something right, huh?”
Artemis gave a slightly flustered giggle, pressing her ankles into his back a little harder with a grin.
“Shut up and do something about it… I’m a woman, not a faucet…”
He reciprocated her grin and quickly acted as demanded, sticking his tongue out again to latch himself onto her soaked pussy and lapping up her abundant arousal. His muscles tensed as he gripped her thighs tighter, and in seconds, he’d already started penetrating her with his tongue, rubbing her inner walls teasingly.
It made Artemis knock her head back, fingers digging into his hair as she moaned softly. She’d read about it in various romance novels, but honestly, Artemis had never experienced cunnilingus before. The whole concept of oral sex was entirely foreign to her, which was a damn shame for a woman in her mid-thirties. But holy hell did Buggy know his way around a vagina.
His thumbs rubbed her thighs gently, and his tongue curled upwards to make her hips buck again. A reaction he clearly seemed to be enjoying. Nudging his head a little, the clown shifted his face even closer, and Artemis felt his nose press into her clit with a quiet ‘honk’.
The sound would have absolutely made her break out in giggles under any other circumstances, but her clit was so painfully sensitive that she couldn’t help but arch her spine and let out an incredulous cry.
“ Hhh-oh my god-” she whined, in disbelief at how good it felt to have her pussy eaten. The dozens of smut books had honestly understated just how good it felt to experience the real thing. She let one hand release his hair, lifting it up to press her palm on her mouth and muffle the embarrassing sounds she was making.
Artemis could practically feel the smug grin on his face. He nuzzled himself more into her soaked cunt, making sure to grind his nose on her sweet button a little more as he groaned against her core.
“I love the way you taste, toots… s’making me real excited to put my dick in you…” he admitted, holding her legs a bit tighter and lifting his head to look up at her. His lips explored her inner thighs with tender kisses, waiting patiently for her to meet his eyes.
With mild reluctance, she opened her eyes. The debauched sight of his makeup smudged across the entire lower half of his face had her, yet again, irrationally aroused.
Seemed as though he just needed to see her reaction, because before she could tell him to keep going, Buggy dove in again with a fervour. This time, his tongue gyrated her clit intensely, and the right hand that had been toying with her stockings, let go of her thigh and travelled down to caress around the folds of her sex.
He gently gathered some of the slickness with the pads of his fingers, rubbing around the outside of her cunt teasingly and pulling his tongue back occasionally to roll his thumb right above her clit. This infuriatingly skilled man knew just how to keep her trembling on the edge and it was starting to frustrate her.
“Looks like someone really needs to cum, huh…?” he whispered sweetly, pressing his lips on her inner thigh with a strained grin. “...you and I both, Artie… I’ll hurry this up…”
Buggy latched his lips around her clit once more, and with a gentle push, his fingers entered slick cunt with no restraint. He groaned again at just how wet she was, curling his digits upwards and circling his tongue around her bundle of nerves, insistent on making her finish quickly.
Artemis clenched her thighs around his head in a twitch, back arching off the bed as she dug her nails into his scalp. Her eyes rolled back to blur her vision, eyebrows furrowing and lips forming to an ‘oh’ as she gagged out a gasping moan.
“Fuck- Buggy- you’ll make me- ah ~!”
Despite the warning, Buggy never let up the pace, and he kept sucking and rubbing her with more diligence than a soldier willing to lay down his life for his country. And all that effort was not lost on her, because within less than a minute, her pussy began fluttering with the cresting of an orgasm.
Artemis had never cum so hard in her life before. Of course, she hadn’t exactly had many orgasms for a woman her age, as embarrassing as that was to admit, but it didn’t feel unreasonable to say that Buggy’s energy and enthusiasm would have knocked her socks off if she was wearing any.
Her hips jolted into his face, making his nose squeak against her mound. The arm hooked around her thigh was squeezing her tightly and holding her in place, because with the amount of thrusts and convulsions, it was a miracle she hadn’t taken flight yet.
Several seconds of bliss clouded Artemis’ awareness before she crashed into the mattress, panting heavily and untensing her shaky fingers from his hair.
“ Hah … fuck… that was… wow…”
Buggy let out a chuckle between her legs, unsheathing his fingers from her scorching core to quickly lick them clean before slowly crawling his way up the bed to hover above her, his boxers easing the friction across her stocking clad legs as his elbows planted on either side of her head and he grinned down at her.
“...I take it you liked that… seeing as you were about to start floating for a second there…”
Blinking up at him for a second, Artemis snorted, turning her blushing face away with a slightly embarrassed laugh.
“God forbid a woman shows some enthusiasm… “
He laughed breathlessly and leaned down to press an openmouthed kiss on the side of her neck. His right hand moved down along her shoulder and onto her waist, brushing his palm on her skin gently.
The tenderness had her heart fluttering in her chest. The intimacy of this… intimacy, was making her pulse quicken unpleasantly. She had to move things along, put a barrier between them before this one night stand became a tryst and possibly more. It was far too soon to even consider something like that again any time soon.
With the attempt at a subtle gulp, Artemis turned her head with a sultry grin and pressed the palms of her hands on the underside of his jaw, pulling his face up a bit to look her in the eyes.
“Are you going to keep teasing both of us… or are you finally going to take those boxers off…?”
Buggy visibly swallowed a breath at the borderline plea, lip curling in a shaky, somewhat confident smile.
“Yeah…? I thought you were into me teasing ya… but I’m nothing if not a performer, toots…”
The clown pressed another small kiss to her neck and pushing himself off of her, moving back to stand at the edge of the bed as he started stretching the elastic band of his-
...are those fucking heartboxers? Artemis bit the insides of her lips to keep herself from laughing in his face. His ego would undoubtedly bruise if she pointed it out, so she let him tug at the garment and pull them off on his own.
His erection practically jumped out at her when he tossed his underwear aside and rested his palms on his hips.
Fucking hell, he really was kind of big. They weren’t lying about clowns and their ‘big shoes’. Perhaps not the longest she’d seen, but to be fair, she didn’t have many dicks to make a proper reference point.
Absent-mindedly, she raised her hands and gestured them vaguely to herself, trying to visualise how it would fit in her hands. And clearly she wasn’t being subtle, because she snapped back into the moment when he let out a snort.
“At a loss for words, I see… can’t help but admire my striking and flashy appearance?”
“You’re riding your own dick harder than I think I ever could. Quit it,” she said sternly with a sudden deadpan look she didn’t know was even possible for her to have at a moment like this. The arrogance wasn’t really a turnoff, it was just way too annoying to be dealing with right now.
To her surprise, Buggy visibly tensed up, scratching the back of his head with a slight pout and nodding as he averted his gaze for a moment. Artemis could tell he seemed to knock his own ego down a notch before leaning closer to caress his palms on the outside of her thighs.
“...right, sorry Artie…”
He went to hook his fingers into the garters of her stockings, tugging them down slowly until he suddenly stood upright and knocked his fist into his palm with a realisation in a comical fashion.
“I’ve gotta rubber up. Give me just a second, toots.”
With an only slightly awkward shuffle, Buggy stepped away from the bed in whatever direction he’d kicked his pants, muttering to himself with a chuckle. “Ain’t risking makin’ a brat with you…”
Artemis watched him reach for his pants and rummage around in his pockets for a condom, mumbling small swears under his breath with an embarrassing amount of struggle.
Part of her wanted to tell him it was fine, that he didn’t need to use protection. Nothing would happen from it, so there was no point, really. But that meant sharing a very personal part of her past, and that, at the very least, felt like an inappropriate thing to do right now. So she held her tongue as she watched him continue to fiddle with his pockets until he let out an excited ‘aha!’ and got back on his feet.
“There ya are! Heh, I was starting to think I didn’t have one…”
He practically bounced on his way back to the bed with such a puppylike eagerness, it nearly made her forget the hardon he was rocking. The way he waved the packet between his fingers, dumb grin plastered on his face as he tore it open. It was more charming than she’d willingly like to admit.
Within seconds, Buggy had managed to slide the condom onto his dick, rolling it down the shaft with nimble fingers and letting it go once he had successfully sheathed himself in the latex. It fell heavy on her stomach, making her spine shudder in a way that subtly arched her back upwards.
“That got you excited, huh…?” he teased, hooking his arms around her thighs and pulling her closer to the edge of the bed.
Artemis couldn’t help but look at him with another slight glare, pushing herself up by her elbows and giving him a barely lighthearted scoff.
“Can you please shut up and fuck me…? Your teasing is getting less endearing and more frustrating…”
Buggy let out a nervous chuckle, bordering on a gulp, and he scratched the underside of his jaw with another slight nod.
“...tough crowd…” he muttered quietly, fingers tensing on her skin. The comment made her want to toss a pillow in his face for a reason she didn’t quite understand.
She wasn’t normally so… mean? Ill-tempered. It was very unusual for her to be so annoyed, especially at a guy who had just given her quite literally the biggest orgasm of her life.
But despite being so irritating, the behaviour was honestly still inexplicably admirable to Artemis. The dedication to entertain, even at a moment like this? Pretty fucking attractive.
No, this was not the time to address this. She shook her head and grabbed a pillow somewhere to her right, pushing it into his chest as she averted her eyes with a vaguely pouty frown, cheeks painted the slightest bit of red.
“...please…” she mumbled in an uncharacteristically shy tone and locked her ankles behind his back.
Although she wasn't looking at him, she clearly heard him audibly gulp as he took the pillow from her. The plea seemed to finally have dulled his theatrics, and Buggy nudged one hand under her hip, easing her up a little to put the cushion underneath her and making sure she was comfortably settled.
The shift in personality admittedly disappointed her a little. She hardly would have minded the performance, but her cunt was needily clenching way too much right now. God, the impatience was killing her.
Buggy rubbed a palm along the top of her thigh, lifting her right leg onto his shoulder and pressed his thumb into her hip gently. Subtly swallowing his breath, his fingers travelled down between her legs, ghosting over her clit as he took a hold of his shaft. Ever so gently, he eased forward to rub the tip of his cock on her folds, shuddering with how easily he seemed to slide back and forth.
“...fucking ‘ell…” he muttered under his breath, eyelashes fluttering every time the sheathed head brushed its underside against her clit. He seemed suddenly nervous, almost hesitant to continue.
Artemis pushed her torso up a bit by her right elbow, and she reached out her hand to push an outsticking lock of hair behind his ear, gently cupping his cheek in the process.
“Do you want to stop?” she asked quietly, her mind cleared of all lust and inhibitions, the concern for his well being stronger than her insecurities and uncertainties, at least for a moment.
He blinked in surprise, movements stilling before his lip curled into a charming grin. He turned his head to press a kiss on the heel of her palm, voice low and gravelly. “...and miss out on this sweet cunt…? Do I look like a fool to you…?”
Artemis let out a soft chuckle and slid her fingers down along his neck and onto his right shoulder with a light tease in her tone. “...you want me to answer that honestly, or…?”
Buggy growled quietly into her hand, like a displeased dog, but with none of the animosity.
Taking that as a decent answer, she let her shoulders fall back down onto the mattress, lifting her arms to sit above her head whilst she hooked her left leg loosely around his thigh, encouraging him to keep going.
“...then don’t leave me waiting any longer…”
The clown groaned breathlessly, fingers clenching on her knee. With a shaky nod, he grasped his dick a little tighter and nudged it eagerly on her folds, meeting her gaze one more time as he gulped quietly and moved his hips forward slowly. Just a gentle thrust was enough for the head to pop past her entrance, making a shiver run down her spine.
She was definitely more than wet enough to comfortably accommodate him, but fuck; the stretch? The ridges caressing her insides? She was already panting by the time his hip was flushed with hers, eyes already fluttered closed by themselves.
And evidently, so was he. His chest rose with every heavy breath, and his eyebrows were knitted in a borderline pathetic furrow. Quickly shaking his head, he shifted her ankle off his shoulder and adjusted it to sit around his waist, just the same as the other limb, before slumping over to lean his elbows on either side of her chest. His fists sat on either side of her head, braced on the mattress and clenching the sheets so tensely, she could hear them shifting between his digits.
Artemis felt his breath suddenly mingling with hers and dewing on her lips. It made her force her eyes open once more, meeting his gaze and tautening her fingers on the pillow. The room had grown unpleasantly silent, ambient with the sounds of their heated breathing and the soft trickles of rain hitting the window. She hadn’t even realized there was a window in this room.
Swallowing her breath and letting out the shaky exhale, Artemis slithered her hands down from above her, moving along Buggy’s arms and shoulders and making their way up to cup his jaw. Her middle fingers prodded gently above his ears, snaking in to let the generous locks curtain their faces with a gorgeous cascade of blue hair.
…damn it, he really was ridiculously beautiful. The look of hunger and desperation within his warm, blue irises was feeding her ego as well as the concern whirling in the pit of her stomach. Or maybe that squirmy feeling was his cock pulsing inside her. She didn’t really want to dwell on it long enough to know what exactly the feeling was.
The tips of her fingers dug into space between his head and neck, cradling the back of his skull as she gently tugged him down, lips ghosting hers. With just one more shaky exhale, she let out a last soft plea, barely even a whisper. “...please…”
She didn’t need to say anything else, pulling him down to give him a starved kiss, just as they had done plenty of mere minutes ago. And yet, it felt as though it had been hours, perhaps even days, as his lips, his tongue, even his teeth slotted perfectly against hers in another seamless kiss.
Groaning into the cavern of her mouth, Buggy turned his head slightly to the left and shifted his hands down to hold her torso just below her armpits, thumbs caressing the skin above her chest. He seized the moment of intimacy to roll his hips, moving inside her with shallow thrusts.
The movement forced a particularly whiny exhale out of her, and she tightened the grasp of her fingers in his hair to keep herself from clenching around his cock painfully. Her body was still achingly tense and needy, and her mind had already begun melting in the pleasure again.
For several minutes, Buggy kept up the ever so gentle pace, whispering sweet but mostly incoherent praises while he suckled on her tongue.
He eventually pushed himself up to hover above her, panting softly with a whimper similar to the one she’d made.
“... hah … you loosened up proper, toots…?” he enquired hesitantly, his eyebrows once more furrowed in that endearingly pathetic concern. “...don’t want to hurt you, but I’m getting real impatient to get movin’...”
Artemis couldn’t help but raise her own eyebrows in surprise, and a light scoff of laughter escaped before she could even think to hold it in.
“Is that why you’ve been so mushy and attentive…? I thought you were gettin’ nervous on me…”
Buggy blinked and straightened his arms a bit more, lifting himself a little higher as his lips puffed into a small pout. Real easy to bruise this guy’s ego, huh.
“I was kidding, I appreciate it, really…” she admitted, fidgeting with a lock of his hair between her index fingers and shaking her head. Her gaze lowered from his, coincidentally locking eyes with the nipple piercings she’d so audaciously forgotten. With a hum, she couldn’t help but let her hands wander and slide down his neck and onto his chest.
The dimly glinting metal was just so… tantalising. Just begging to be touched and teased with adventurous fingers and tongues. Stricken by a glimpse of sadistic curiosity, she tapped her nail on the ball in a light flick, making the man jolt and choke on his breath.
He quickly lifted his hand up to cover his nipple, voice lightly cracked and tears misted in the corner of his eye.
“ Ah -! F-fuck… oi, don’t just do that out of nowhere…”
Gulp .
There is only so much sin for a woman to indulge in before it becomes cruel amusement. And holy fuck, Buggy was more than enabling her by being so unwittingly sinful. She’d never felt like a bigger pervert in her life.
They needed to get back on schedule stat, lest Artemis learned something new about herself again. Honestly, the clown thing alone was more than enough to be embarrassed about for months, she didn’t exactly need any other stuff to plague her mind like a kink shaming angel staring her down in the late hours of the night.
Damn it, she was reading too much into it and getting off-track again.
Swiftly grabbing onto his jaw, she pulled him down with a rough yet gentle tug, forcing their lips together in another hungry kiss, her eyes half-lidded as she whispered in a low growl.
“...hurry up and fuck me for real… please…?”
Buggy shivered against her lips in surprise, fingers semi-awkwardly clasping onto her waist with a reciprocal groan of hunger. But he quickly locked in, tightening his grip on her torso and turning his head to take a more leading hold of the kiss.
“...oh, I’ll fuck you, alright…” he rumbled with newfound a confidence, one that made Artemis fail to keep herself quiet as she let out a whiny gasp.
Though still with some restraint, Buggy pulled his hips back to thrust into her properly, making a shiver run down her spine. The sudden elevation in pleasure practically knocked the wind out of her and forced her back to arch.
He kept the pace consistent, their hips smacking together steadily as his cock slid in and out of her with a lewdly wet sound. Every thrust inwards let the tip kiss her cervix, and the slick friction on her inner walls had her letting out breathy moans with every other ‘schmack’ on her thighs.
Stars glimmered faintly under her eyelids, compelling her eyes to close like lead. Buggy seized the opportunity to pull his lips away from hers and latch gently onto her neck, whispering raspy praises into her skin and exploring the column of her throat with his teeth and tongue.
“... hah … you feel so- fuck … so good, baby…”
With a particularly hard thrust, he shifted his hands down to grasp her hips, suddenly standing upright to get a good hold of her before fucking into her with mind blowing strength and precision. It made Artemis desperately reach up to clutch onto the pillow above her, mouth falling open in a gasp and eyes shot open and unfocused.
“Fuck~! Hohhhh my god - yeah- YEAH~♡ ah -!”
All remaining shame disappeared in an instant. Artemis was loud and she was ecstatic. The power of his heavy thrusting made the flesh of her ass recoil with lewd ‘plap’s, and her nails dug deeper into the fabric of the cover as her eyes blurred more and more.
The man was undoubtedly a performer, evident by not only his attire, but also his insane stamina. She had no doubt he’d be able to keep up the rhythm for an impressive amount of time, something she’d love to experience firsthand. Or, she would have loved it, but her body was already teetering on the edge of another orgasm, and from the feels of it, she’d probably conk out by the time they finished.
But that was a problem for future Artemis. Right now, she was breathlessly whimpering and begging under her breath, trying desperately to keep a hold of herself for just a bit longer. Her legs were shaking, her back was arching, her fingers were clutched so hard onto the pillow, it could probably break her nails.
And then, before she could announce it, it hit her. Her entire body tensed and trembled wildly, and her mouth opened in a silent cry of rapture. Somehow, this orgasm was hitting nearly twice as hard as the one prior. It might have had something to do with the fact Buggy was still enthusiastically hammering into her, balls slapping on her ass with absurdly loud smacks.
In a moment of benevolent reprieve, Buggy paused his hips momentarily, snaking his hands beneath her arched back to wrap around her torso and grasp onto her shoulder blades as he lowered his upper body down to bury his face in her neck. He panted heavily into her skin, making another few hard and shallow thrusts until he was digging his fingers into her back tensely.
Artemis gasped softly, wrapping her arms around his head and twitching from the feeling of him throbbing inside of her. Even through the condom, she was able to feel the scalding heat of his release pulsing out of his cock, and it was making her clench around him. It left them both breathless and panting, loosening their tense digits as their chests heaved, subconsciously matching each other’s steadily slowing heartbeats.
Fuck, she was exhausted. She knew it would be a bad idea to sleep like this, but her body just felt so comfortably lax, so perfectly calm with Buggy’s weight resting on top of her like a weighted blanket.
No, she wasn’t going to fall asleep like this, it was beyond inappropriate to even consider.
She was just going to close her eyes for a minute, you know? Rest her heavy eyelids, take a few deep breaths, let her limbs loosen up. Just a minute, that was all…
…
The next time Artemis opened her eyes, the sun was glaring in her face.
Fuck.