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Wisteria NPC dialogue

Dialogue if Wis was an NPC in MTAS! I've written some of these lines before, but since a couple other people have been doing it, I decided to write moreeeee! I've fleshed out most of the basic dialogue types.

[Very long post below the cut, heads up :P]

Intro: "Oh hey, you're new here? I'm new here too. I'm Wisteria. Or Wis. Or Wisty. Your pick. I'm still getting used to getting around here, but maybe we can learn together."

Acquaintance:

Oh, hey. What’s up? Me? Oh, not much.

How are commissions? Busy? Yeah.

Need any help with anything? No? Okay. Feel free to ask if you do.

"Ughhhhh, this heat. Whyyyy did I move to the desert...?! Oh hey, sorry. I'm just busy dying... Ughhhhhh...."

Buddy:

"I keep running out of water... No, not with the machines, it's my garden. Think I got a bit overzealous..."

“Hey, you explore the ruins lately? Find anything cool? I mostly turned up a bunch of cheap plastic junk, but there are some interesting things here and there.”

“If you wanna use the telescope without risking Qi giving you the stinkeye, he never uses it between 3 and 4 AM on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. Yeah, odd hours. But this is Qi we’re talking about, remember?”

“I don’t mind taking up something extra if it’ll help you out. With a guy like Yan at the helm, we need each other’s backs as much as possible…”

“Slow going machine? Hmm… Here, let me. I know a trick to make this a little faster…”

Good Friend:

“Quick question: what’s your favorite plant? …I see, I see. Lemme see if I can get my hands on it and we’ll see if it can grow out here!”

“Do I miss Highwind? Eh, yes and no. I’ve still got a chip on my shoulder about the place, but…it doesn’t matter now. I’ve got Sandrock. And I’ve got you.”

“My aunt Solanum sent me more pomato seeds again… You want any? No? Okay. …You want any potatoes or tomatoes? Swing by my place if you do. I have…many.”

I always keep my screwdriver set on me. You probably should too. You never know when you’ll come across something that needs screwing, or something that needs a little leverage, or a time when you need a stabbing weapon! …What? Never an impossibility.”

Sandstorm: “Careful out there. It’s already hard to see and the sandhat only makes it worse. Stay close to landmarks you recognize.”

Rain: “Raaaaaain! Oh man, I don’t have to water all gajillion of my plants today! Yaaaaay!”

Player has a new haircut: “Hm? Oh, new hair! Looks good.”

Player has panda eyes: “Hey, you good? It’s not really worth it to try and squeeze out work past like, 10 PM. Trust me, I would know.”

Player cuts a tree in front of Wis: “Oi, oi. That was a nice tree, I’ll have you know. Not many of those around here. Now it’s dead.”

Player attacks Wis with a weapon: “Ack! Be careful! That’s not a sparring weapon!”

Birthday: "My birthday? Fall 26. Born just before the end of the best season. Yes, fall is the best season. Objectively true."

Day of the Bright Sun: “I wanna take a closer look at the airship, but every time I look up, I’m conked in the head by a present…”

Showdown at High Noon: “Sparring is supposed to be safe, but we’re still swinging stone weapons around… Oh, and Qi might be slow, but that hammer is still 100% steel. Don’t get bonked.”

Day of Memories: “Who am I remembering? Well, I don’t know what kind of person they were. I don’t even know their name. All I know is that they lived a long, long time ago…and I see their face every time I look in the mirror.”

Tour de Rock: “I think most of the budget for Sandapalooza goes into injury compensation. And lawyer’s fees. For uh, the injury lawsuits. But um…you didn’t hear that from me.”

Running of the Yakmel: “Horses, I can handle. Yakmel, I can’t.”

Winter Solstice: [with a full mouth] “Mmm, hey. Have you tried this kebab? It’s really good!”

Loved gifts:

Floating galaxy: “Oooooh, look at this! It’s so pretty! You can look at the stars whenever you want! Thank you!”

Potted plants: “Aw, look at this little guy. I’ll be sure to take good care of it. What? Am I gonna give it a name? I’m a human named after a plant. Little guy’s already got a name, haha!”

Liked gifts:

Other relics: “Oh, this is cool. Where’d you find it? What do you suppose it was used for?”

Dishes she likes (e.g. beef noodles, sour and spicy potato): “Did you make this yourself? Smells really good. Thanks.”

Tea leaves or summer sand tea: “Never drank that much tea until I met Qi. Now I actually really like it. Thanks! I’ll be sure to share some with him too, if you don’t mind.”

Materials she likes (e.g. steel bars): “Oh, sweet Sunlight, you’re my savior. These things are a ton of work to get for how much I need.”

Neutral gifts: “For me? Oh. Thanks…?”

Disliked gifts:

Desert mushrooms or dishes with mushrooms: “Eh…mushrooms? Not a big fan, sorry. Beans might like it, though…”

Most accessories: “Hm… Looks cute, but it’s not really my thing. Sorry.”

Hated gifts: “…There are more civil ways of sending a message. Like using your words, for instance. Like an adult would do.”

Complimenting appearance: “Aw, thanks! Pablo says my hair and my fashion sense are boring, but maybe I like it boring, Pablo! It’s practical. And my hair is already great without anything extra.”

Complimenting work: “Hey, that…that really means a lot. Back in Highwind, being a small fry builder was such a thankless job to have. Even if one person is appreciating what I do…then it’s all worth it. Thank you.”

Complimenting personality: “Oh! Uh, thank you! Not sure what else I can say. I’m just me, y’know?”

Asked about her past:

“I’m a clone. Test tube baby. No, seriously! Some researcher found an Old World lab one day and there was baby me, chilling in a tube of goo. There were a bunch of other babies exactly like me in the same place. We were all adopted out eventually, to my knowledge. There’s another Wis in Portia, but I don’t know where the others ended up…”

“I had another workshop back in Highwind. Wasn’t very much, just a humble little shack. But it was mine. And I loved it. …And then I ran out of money.”

The first thing I made when I graduated from the Builder Academy was the sign outside my workshop. Made from local pine wood. I kept it even after my old workshop closed. Now it’s hanging outside my new workshop!”

“Things started getting kinda heated back in Highwind a year or two after my workshop went out of business. Apparently a lot of us newcomers were pretty quickly getting run out of business. We yelled and screamed at the Commerce Guild and the city government, but it only amounted to an audit of the Commerce Guild. An internal audit. Surprise surprise, nothing wrong, apparently.”

Asked about work:

“You ever notice how some people always want certain things commissioned? Like how the Civil Corps always needs canvas for some reason? I usually keep a stockpile of those materials so I can crank the stuff out a lot quicker when the commissions hit the board.”

“I always keep my eye out for anything that looks like a relic piece when I mine for ore. That and the rats…”

Asked what she likes to do:

“I thought I wasn’t going to be using my camera a whole lot after I restored it, but I’m actually kinda into using it these days. I like to take pictures of the plant and animal life around here. Makes it seem like less of a wasteland. Okay, most of it is a wasteland…but not all of it.”

“It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I honestly like reassembling relics by hand. Yeah, yeah, the restoration machine does a better job of it, but it’s fun trying to treat it like a puzzle, y’know?”

“Some nights, I like to park myself somewhere quiet and with a good view of the sky. And I just watch the stars for a while. Good thing about living in a desert is that ‘somewhere’ is pretty much everywhere.”

“I got so excited about gardening that I planted all the seeds I had at once. Uh…pro tip: don’t do that. Unless you want to spend hundreds on water every week. At least Burgess knows it’s all going to growing stuff and not getting wasted.”

Asked about her favorite things:

“I really like relics. Finding them, restoring them, studying them… Most of the stuff in the ground is pretty benign, unlike what some people think. And even if it wasn’t, it’s still important to acknowledge that they exist.”

“Um…I’d say plants, but I’ve got plenty of those to take care of already.”

“It’s always a good day whenever I can get my hands on extra materials.”

#my time at sandrock #mtas #mtas builder #mtas wisteria #mtas oc #other shady business #long post #i have a couple mission reaction dialogues but since there's no good way to censor spoilers i took them off :P

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falsemortal · 1 year

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Pink & Burgundy (1/2)

Laura assumed it was a done deal when she had asked Travis if they could try something new in the bedroom. Especially with the way he had become downright shy at her particular ask.

Laura had been with very few men in her life who agreed to do that with her, while almost all of them shut it down almost immediately after it came out of her mouth. She doesn’t want to say that those relationships didn’t last all that long because of her want to try new things, but she knows that’s ultimately what it was.

With her previous relationship with Max, he had been.. pretty vanilla, but like the people-pleaser he is, he’d try everything at least once, especially when Laura asked.

But that is dead and gone now, they’ve still remained friends but.. it’s awkward now, especially since.. she’s with Travis.

Laura needed someone that would take on things as they came at them. Who thought on their feet.

She, however, was not expecting Travis to tell her he’d think about her request.

Nor, did she think they would ever be in a sex shop in the middle of nowhere with him in front of a showcase of different styles and sizes of dildos that could be hooked up to harnesses. (Of which, she’d already picked out a simple black one that had a nice feel to it.)

The shopkeeper kept her eyes on the two of them, and Laura already knew what she was thinking. As soon as Travis wandered a little ways away after spotting something, she swatted her hand on the counter, “He’s my partner, and no he’s not my sugar daddy.”

“Ah, no offense,” The lanky woman replied, smiling, “I’m used to the younger ones being more.. surprised at the shop, not the older.”

“I’m breaking him out of his shell,” Laura squinted at her, feeling a tiny bit apprehensive talking to her, but really, this woman has probably seen a lot working in a city sex shop, “He likes to be restrained, but that’s as adventurous as he has let me see him get.” She gestures to the packaged harness in her hand, “This is.. new for him. Do you have any recommendations on.. size? My previous experience with this was with someone younger than him, and we were kinda.. naïve on that part.”

The woman looks to be in thought for a moment, before coming around the front and guiding Laura to a display she hadn’t seen yet. “If it’s his first time, maybe go for this one. It’s not too large, has a flesh-like feel with a tiny bit of texture for his pleasure.”

“It’s neon pink,” Laura bites her lip to hold in a laugh, she tilts her head slightly, watching the light bounce off of it, “And it’s sparkly? I have to have it.”

“It seems proportional to your body as well,” She eyes Laura, “Not that it matters, sometimes people have hidden surprises.”

Laura grins with a slight blush to her cheeks, “Yeah, exactly.”

The woman seems pleased with herself as she unlocks the case and grabs a packaged one for her. “Now, what about lubricant?”

“We have some at home,” Laura looks at Travis as he awkwardly meanders around the shop, but he seems to have picked up something and has it under his arm, “But it wouldn’t hurt to get something new. But also, I don’t want to hurt him or ruin this experience for either of us. I’m still.. surprised he agreed.”

“Teaching an old dog new tricks,” she smiles again, “Have you two experimented with using a warming lube? That might ease him into it a bit.”

Laura can’t stop the laugh that escapes her this time, “We have, he didn’t like it because he swore it felt like icy hot on his dick-“

“Mm,” she hums, looking through the shelf until she picks up a shiny bottle, “For this toy, and for any others you may have, you’ll be wanting to use a water based lubricant. He is.. much larger than yourself, so be very liberal. When in doubt, use more.”

“I will, I think we are ready to check out, but let me get him,” She watches the woman take the bottle and place it with the boxed up sparkly pink dildo. Laura hands her the harness and goes to where Travis is, “Hey, you find something?”

“Oh, uh, yeah,” he licks his lips, extending his hand to show her a bundle of red rope, “New cord.”

She reaches out to touch it and it feels like silk, she smirks,“This for you or me?”

“Either,” he returns a similarly smug look that drops quickly, “There is.. a lot here.”

“There is,” she smiles and takes his hand, “I’m ready to check out if you are ready. Or, y’know, we could always go look at the lingerie.”

He blushes and looks past her at the wearable section, she is practically purring as she continues, “You can pick something out for me.”

He wets his lip, “I, uh, I did see something earlier.”

“Yeah?” She smiles softly, touching his chin to get his attention, “Why don’t you go get it and we’ll go check out?”

He nods, catching her gaze and returning a soft smile. “Yes, ma’am.”

She playfully swats his ass as he quickly goes over to the lingerie section, and returning with something burgundy that he hides from her.

“No peeking,” he chuckles lightly, which makes Laura’s eyes sparkle as she grins back at him.

“I like the color.”

He nods, looking away shyly. “I do too. I.. I really like you in red.”

“Do you now?” She kisses his cheek and takes his hand, “I’ll make sure to add some more red to my closet.”

They walk up to the cash register, where the woman has already bagged up Laura’s things into a dark green velveteen bag. The cord and crumpled up pieces of fabric get set on the counter and the woman scans and adds them to the bag with a smile before folding and stamping it shut. “That all for you folks?”

Laura smiles, completing the transaction before Travis can even pull out his wallet, “Yep, thank you so much for your help today.”

“No problem, dear,” she nods to the two of them, “I wish you two luck and to have fun with it.”

Travis blushes brightly, his grip tightening on Laura’s smaller hand. As soon as they’re out of the shop and back in his truck, panic in his voice, “What.. what did you two talk about?”

“Don’t worry,” she cups his cheek, “She just gave me some recommendations, nothing to worry about.”

Some self-conscious thoughts roll back and forth in his mind, but doesn’t speak them as he turns his face and kisses her palm, “Okay, sweetheart.”

––

They wait until the weekend.

They’re on the couch, relaxing. Laura’s scrolling on her phone while leaning on Travis’ chest, who had been reading one of his romance novels. It was a comfortable silence between them, with Laura giggling occasionally and getting his attention to show him something on her phone screen.

She hadn’t noticed him slowly close his book and set it on the side table, but she did feel his hands slowly walk their way up her stomach until he was caressing her small breasts, she smiled as she stretched her neck to the side and felt his soft kisses. “Something good happen in your book?”

“Mm,” he hummed, nibbling at the juncture where neck hit shoulder, “The prince confessed his love to the servant girl, but she told him off and ran away with the queen’s chambermaid.”

“Which one were you rooting for again? The chambermaid, right?” Laura sighs softly, adjusting against his chest.

“Mm, yeah,” He gives her a soft squeeze, “Thea deserved better than that royal rat Benedict, glad she got away with Katrina.”

Laura smiled, she loved listening to him talk about the stories he read. A majority of them were romance novels, usually shitty ones that made them both laugh at the nonsense, but occasionally there were some that had good plot.. and some really got Travis in the mood.

“Yeah?” She sat her phone down on top of his book on the side table, “What was going on before you closed the book?”

“Some touching,” She heard him lick his lips and his small inhale, felt his hands cup and hold her breasts up, his voice low and in her ear, “Some stuff that I want to do to you.”

“What kinda stuff? She smiles, putting her hands over his and teasingly shifting against his growing erection, “Use your big boy words.”

A low growl from his chest, “Laura-”

“You can do it,” she purrs, turning her head to graze his jaw with kisses, “I’ve heard you say things to me before; flattering things that make me blush and laugh, kind things that make me want to kiss you for all eternity… and especially those naughty things that make me wet only for you.”

“I..” He sighs, grumbling against her golden hair before speaking softly, “Wanna taste you, darlin’. You’re the sweetest thing I've ever tasted and I can’t ever get enough of you.”

“Good boy,” she grabs his chin and pulls him into a short kiss.

He moans into her mouth, shivering at the endearment, “I.. I also.. wanna.. try..?”

“Try what, Trav?” Her heart thumps, knowing what he’s asking, but she just loves to tease him and get him to open up more, she presses soft kisses to his chin and jaw. “You don’t have to be shy, it’s just me.”

“Laur, if only you knew how much you affect me,” he sighed dreamily at the kisses he received, “I.. I want to.. Y’know.. Try..”

Laura kisses his cheek, waiting.

“T..take me,” He looks her in the eyes, “I want you to take me.”

–

“It’s okay, baby,” Laura shushes him, threading her hands through the dark hair that leads down his chest to his cock, “We’re going to take this nice and slow, and if you don’t like anything, tell me and I’ll stop.”

Travis whines under her soft touches, especially when she plays around with the hair on his stomach. “Laur..” “I want this to be good for you, since you’re always taking such good care of me all the time,” She presses kisses to his chest, “You’re always such a good boy, making sure that I get off before you do.”

“S’what you deserve,” he chokes, “Since.. since I can’t really.. recharge as fast as I used to. Don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Hey, hey,” she smiles sweetly, “You never disappoint me, so don’t ever think that, okay?”

His lip wobbles as he smiles back, “Yes, ma’am.”

“I’m going to start off small,” She wiggles her fingers for emphasis, “Go ahead and lay back on the pillows. Gonna talk you through it so then we can enjoy ourselves, yeah?”

He nods, moving back on the bed until his back hits the pile of pillows Laura had set up for him. He watches her grab the bottle of lube and squirt a hefty amount onto her hand. “Y-yeah.”

“Let’s widen your legs a bit, okay?” She smiles, nudging his knees further apart, “Move back a little further on your pillows, baby. You’ll be more comfortable and I’ll be able to make you feel wonderful, I promise.”

He does as she says, flushing brightly at the angle he has to look at her from. “Are you sure about this? I’m.. I’m not much to look at-”

“Travis,” she shifts to sit on her knees, she pulls his legs up with hidden strength and positions them so that he’s presenting easier for her, “I love every inch of you and I want to do this.”

He gasps, blushing heavier, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“Hey, look at me,” Laura’s voice is soft and calm, “C’mon, you know how good it feels to have my eyes on you when you’re touching and tasting me. I want that from you.”

“Y-yes,” He slowly opens his eyes, trying his best to look at her in the face. “I’m trying.”

“It’s okay,” Her hand slides down to his half hard cock, which jumps when she caresses him. Smiling at the small moan she receives as she travels lower over his balls, she feels his knees flinch and squeeze around her as she inches her finger closer to his entrance. “You ready?”

He nods, his eyes filled with love and adoration for her, “Go ahead.”

She slips her lubed finger inside, down to her first knuckle. She hears him groan and she slowly starts moving her digit around, “You good? Speak your mind.”

“S’okay,” He mumbles, his body quivering.

“Can I continue?” “Yes,” He nods, and she adds another finger as she goes deeper, making him gasp out at the same time his cock twitches against his stomach.

It feels like lightning going down his spine when she gently taps his prostate, “Fuck, Laur-”

She’s shocked when he pushes onto her hand, making her smirk as she continues massaging him from the inside. “Jackpot.”

“Laur-AH!” He makes a noise that warms her gut, and it keeps repeating every time she touches that spot. “M-more.”

She adds a third finger, stretching him more. She watches his cock bob and a small stream of precum dribble down. “Look at you, baby, so sweet and leaking for me.”

Travis moans, eyes rolling back as she moves her hand a little rougher, his voice is a hoarse whisper, “For you.”

She leans forward and kisses up his shaft, licking a small swipe of his precum from his sheathed head before she pulls away. She removes her fingers one by one, making sure she doesn’t leave too quickly. “I think you’re ready for me, Trav.”

“Laura, fuck, please-!” He squirms, his hips snapping up, “Feel so empty, need you, fuck-! I need you.”

She smiles, “I have to go get ready, baby, but while you’re waiting, why don’t you keep yourself open for me?”

She takes his hand and the bottle of lube she used earlier and pours a generous amount onto his palm, she kisses his cheek, “Just mimic what I’d been doing, and you’re golden.”

“Laura-” He pouts, downright pouts and she’s awestruck by him so she leans in and kisses him on the lips, slotting them together for a brief moment. “Be a good boy and don’t cum yet, okay?” She smiles at him, only a breath away, “I’ll be gone five minutes tops.”

He nods, watching her leave. Travis stares at his lubricated palm and ever so slowly gets his fingers slicked, he tries not to think too hard about what he’s doing as he starts to finger himself, but he gets lost in the haze at feeling his own larger fingers inside. He doesn’t dare touch his cock, even the slightest pump might send him over, so he keeps his other hand up on his chest, pretending that Laura is the one stroking his chest and pinching his nipples just right.

So, he slicks one finger inside, which turns to two, which turns to three and that’s pushing it as he writhes on his hand, massaging and throttling his prostate with little taps and scrapes. While the size of his own fingers feels slightly better, he misses Laura’s smaller ones already. She’d been able to finagle herself at a much better angle than he could at the moment.

He hardly notices Laura standing in the doorway watching him until she hears her moan, his eyes snap to her and see that she’s moved the harness to the side and she’s furiously rubbing her clit.

“Don’t stop, Trav,” she bites her lip as she moves closer, his eyes tracking the bright pink dildo as it moves on her harness, “I quite like this show, it’s hot.”

A watery chuckle escapes him, his half-lidded eyes looking her over as he slows down his pace, “Look at you, you’re packing, sweetheart.”

She grins, saddling up to the side of the bed and pushing back some of his hair that had fallen onto his forehead. She pressed a soft kiss there, “Mmhmm, do you want to get acquainted with her?” He licks his lip and looks up to catch Laura’s eyes, “Yes, ma’am.”

“I want you to be comfortable and get used to it, so,” she gently takes his hand that he had splayed on his chest and puts it on the tip of the dildo, “Go ahead, baby, she’s all yours. I think you’ll like her.”

He moves his palm down the silicone shaft, feeling every inch of it. He squeezes lightly before letting go and palming her ass, “C’mere.”

She’s confused for a moment as he guides her to straddle his chest, but realization sets in when he kisses the tip of the dildo. He looks up at her through his dark eyelashes, tentatively taking her in his mouth and sucks, moaning around the toy.

Laura shudders, hesitatingly rolling her hips after getting a soft pat on her thigh. The way his eyes are drilling into her is making her feel powerful, but also makes her realize how wet and slick she is when he finally pulls off and she sits gently on his chest. She shimmies down, letting his cock rub against her molten slit as she curls her hands and fingers through his hair, “Such a good boy, Travis.”

“Laur, fuck, please-” He moans, rolling his hips up against her, “I’m…”

Laura grinds down on him, “You’re what, baby? Do you need something?”

“Want you..” he palms her hip, still working his fingers in and out of himself, “I need you.”

“Travis..” She smiles bigger down at him, her voice somewhat singsongy, “Use your words.”

“Laura, darlin-” The man pants under her, eyes fluttering and trying to focus on her, “I want your cock. I.. I want you to fuck me.. Make love to me, sweetheart.”

“There he is,” she leans down and captures his lips, gently tonguing her way in and moaning against him, she pulls away and whispers, “I will make this good for you and I want you to let free, my beautiful ray of sunshine.”

He bites his lip, nodding. His whole body feels like it’s radiating warmth and just pure want for his girl.

“Okay, my sweet boy,” she pulls away, “I’d love to look into your eyes for this, but this’ll be more comfortable for both of us if you go ahead and flip over, alright?”

Travis slowly and surely turns over, groaning as he gets on his knees. Laura makes sure he’s comfortable by gently running her hands down his back, massaging wherever she touches, and pressing little kisses down his spine. “Gonna take you nice and slow, baby,” She palms his ass and squeezes, enjoying how red his skin got from her hands.

He shivers when he feels the bed shift and hears the click of the bottle of lube followed by the liquid slick of Laura working the lubricant all over the toy. “I’m going to start, Trav,” Her fingers gently touch him, prodding him open, “Going to warm you up for a little bit and then I’ll warn you again, okay? Be vocal, please.”

“Yes, ma’am,” He licks his lips, his answer seems to please her as he receives a kiss and a nip on his right ass cheek, “I’ll.. I’ll try, sweetheart.”

“Good boy,” she smiles as she sticks in a third finger, stretching him nicely and loving every second of him moaning and shifting back onto her hand in pleasure. She continues going, her other hand reaching around and cupping his balls, feeling how tight they already are, “Baby, you ready?”

“Y-yes,” he stills, feeling stiff as a board and almost hitting the edge when her dainty fingers trailed up and down his shaft lightly, not applying pressure, but just touching.

She leans in and kisses the center of spine once before taking another good handful of lube and spreading it over the neon pink silicone. She positions herself, lining up and gently pushes only to meet resistance. “Hey, hey, you’re okay, you just need to relax, baby.”

Travis inhales and exhales, shifting to put most of his weight on his forearms, trying to ease himself, “Trying, sweetheart.”

She moves back, massaging his cheeks before trying to push back in, she goes further this time but doesn’t move, letting him get used to the feeling. “You’re doing good, baby boy.”

Travis’ mind is flying faster than he can vocalize, the only thing coming out was a loud moan and a heavy stream of precum trailing down his cock. The sensation is foreign, new, and there is no one else he’d rather do this with. And when she starts to move, he loses it. She’s gentle, way too gentle, so he picks up the pace and pushes back against her. His thighs shaking with pleasure with each brush against his prostate. He knows he’s making a mess of himself and their bed, he chances a glance and moans even louder at the growing wet stain on the sheets below him. He’s also hypnotized by the slap and pull of Laura, the rhythm they’ve made has him almost to tears as he watches her from the awkward angle from over his shoulder. “You feel so good,” she smiles after sinking into him, “You’re taking me so nicely, Trav.”

He babbles something affirmative all while thrusting back against her, needing her to move. He’s in pure ecstasy and his brain to mouth function was not working properly. He’s only been able to get moans of Laura’s name out and small growls of ‘yes’ and ‘more.’

“Who’s my good boy?” She pulls his hips towards her, rocking into him as deeply as she can, she’s left some scratches down his back during their session, the majority of his skin already a beautiful pinky red. “C’mon, only good boys get to cum.”

Travis’ back arches, feeling impossibly stiff and tight, he fights through his daze at the mention of being able to cum, “I.. I am.”

“What was that?” She hammers into him a couple more times, yanking him up to the hilt, making him yelp into the mattress. “I am!” His whole body shudders, his skin feeling like it’s on fire and electric running throughout him, “I’m your good boy!”

Laura grins, feeling sweat beading up on her back as she slows down and rolls into him, “Cum for me, baby.”

“Laura, fuck-“ Like a dam breaking, he felt himself surge forward, felt Laura’s hand wrap around him and milk dry him for all he’s worth. His load splatters on the sheets below him, as well as bouncing back up against his stomach. His limbs feel drained and heavy as he starts to droop, “Sweetheart.”

Laura quickly exits and helps maneuver him onto his back, her hand splays on his stomach as she kisses his slowly softening cock, suckling the tip, and essentially cleaning him up of any semen that didn’t go on the sheets.

Travis moans, seeing white around his vision at the slight overstimulation. “Laur.”

She removes the harness and gently lays on top of him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him slowly. “You were perfect, Trav,” she kissed his neck, “Absolutely perfect.” He sighs into her skin, his body buzzing.

“Did you like it?” She smiles at him, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“It.. it was different,” he breathes out and continues, “I.. yes, I did like it and no, it didn’t hurt.. At the beginning it did, but.. You were good, sweetheart. I don’t think I’ve finished that hard before.”

She giggles, kissing his neck again, “Now you know I feel, well kinda.. Y’know, they do make squirting dildos.”

He moans as he slides his hands over her back, smoothing the soft skin until he gets to rump of her ass where he squeezes. As Laura nibbles and kisses his neck, he quickly inserts a finger into her depths, feeling how wet and hot she still was.

“Trav-“ she gasps against his skin, “You don’t have to, tonight was all about you.”

“Want this,” he grumbles into her hair, “Still want to taste you too.”

“Take what you want, baby, “ she licks at his adam’s apple, “You were a good boy, so you get whatever you want.”

His fingers twitched at that, then surged at a rapid speed that had her gasping and crying out loudly. “Can’t get hard enough for that right now, sweetheart.”

Laura giggled breathlessly, taking him easier now, widening her straddle for him. “That’s okay, we have plenty of time if you want to get me back later.”

He growls at that, he pats her thighs, looking hungrily up at her, “Up.”

She shifts, her legs quaking as she hovers over his face. “You sur-“

She doesn’t get to complete her sentence since he wraps his arms around her thighs and pulls her down onto his face. His nose rubs against her clit as he feasts on her, making her mewl and roll into his mouth. She knows he’s very talented with his tongue, but after what they’ve gone through earlier, she thought he’d be exhausted.. But no, man’s hungry for his girl.

He growled and grumbled when she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled, alerting him that she was close. Instead of coming up for air, he dug in deeper, desperate as he also tried to catch her eyes as she came openly into his mouth.

“Oh,” her eyes flutter, her grip tight in his hair, his name comes out as a ragged breath, “Travis.”

His grip on her lessens, letting her sit back and off of his face. Before she’s fully off of him, he places a soft kiss on her mound and looks up at her. His voice hoarse, “Sweet as always, Laur.”

Their chests heave in unison as they fall down from their high. The sound of the air conditioner rattling in the window, relieving their entwined bodies with the cool breeze. They stay cuddled up for much longer than they thought they would, but nothing in the world felt better than these soft moments together.

Yes, the sex was great, but afterwards? The care and tenderness? That’s where it was at. It’s what they both wanted, no - needed at their core.

They don’t get up for at least an hour, both of them grimacing at the mess they made on the sheets as they stripped the bed and tossed everything in the washer before getting a shower themselves.

Once they’re clean and the bed’s made again; fresh and warm from the dryer; Travis pulls her against his chest. “Too bad we didn’t get to use the new cord, or your pretty little outfit.”

Laura grins up at him deviously, “Oh, we will.”

That look makes Travis sweat slightly, “Yeah?” “Yep,” she squeezes his middle, sighing into the subtle softness there, “Might have to wait till next weekend for that.”

Travis clicks his tongue, “Whenever you want, sweetheart. I’ll be ready.”

#sorry didn't have the patience to do my color coding of dialogue #hackearney #travis x laura #travis hackett x laura kearney #hackearney ficlets #my art #THE ART IS CENSORED I SWEAR

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