I would like 15 or 25 with Hardy/Hannah please for the kink flashfic
Anonymous said to lostinfic: I’m convinced hardy talks dirty during sex. Can you write that? With Hannah?
#15 Desperation/Orgasm denial (there’s a bit of that)
#25 Frottage/outercourse
This is sort of a follow-up to Pearls.
➜ Kink flashfiction
Ao3
What was supposed to be a quick peck on the lips to welcome him, had quickly turned into a proper snog against the wall, with the door to her flat still opened.
After two weeks apart, they missed each other desperately. The fact that he'd arrived in London later than expected had only increased their longing.
Going so long without sex drove her crazy but it was worth it.
His mouth trailed down her neck and over her collarbone, wet, hungry kisses that had her grip handfuls of his hair.
They floundered with the buttons on each other's shirt, and burst laughing at their own clumsy impatience.
"I should've worn a skirt."
"And me a kilt."
"Oh, there's an idea."
They chuckled through another kiss.
"I love you, you muppet."
"Me too."
Hannah's phone alarm chimed.
"Fuck. We're supposed to go to that play tonight."
"Urgh."
It was Hannah’s sister’s idea to attend a representation of “Shakespeare in the park”. A year ago Hannah would have forgone the play in favour of fantastic sex, but she was trying to mend her relationship with her family. Jackie’s dislike of Hardy made things harder, so this invitation was actually a significant improvement on her part.
"D'you mind going?" she asked.
"Aye. But it's important to you."
When they arrived at the park, a substantial crowd had already gathered around the small stage. Jackie glared as if it was their fault if they had to sit so far away at the back— well, it kind of was their fault. Getting showered and dressed had proven somewhat difficult when they couldn’t keep their hands off each other, even the car. In the end, they didn’t have time for more than heavy petting that left them both keyed up.
There weren’t enough fold-up chairs available so Hannah opted to sit on Hardy’s lap. He had no complaints about that.
Even if he wasn’t one for public displays of affection, the dark night and screen of trees behind lured him into a false sense of privacy. He hugged Hannah around the waist, and she relaxed against him with a soft, contented sigh.
Hardy soon found himself more interested in kissing her neck than in the play. Hannah giggled, earning a glare from Jackie. They scooted the chair a little farther back.
“Don’t mind her,” Hannah whispered, tilting her head so as to offer her neck.
The noise of nearby traffic and sporadic play soundtrack covered the wet smack of his lips.
Her t-shirt slid down her arm revealing not only her shoulder but her cleavage.
He felt like a teenager around her. Not so long ago he would have sneered at people who couldn't keep their hands off each other, and he never wanted to go back to being so cynical about love and attraction.
He noticed the midnight blue strap of her bra and wondered if it was the same she had worn on his birthday. A gorgeous, delicate piece of lingerie with a string of pearls trailing from the center of the bra to the apex of her thighs for stimulation.
The thought made him cant his hips up under her.
Hardy cleared his throat and removed his hands from her, gripping the armrests instead. But Hannah wasn’t having any of that, she placed one of his hands over her stomach, pressing until he felt the bumps of pearls under his palm.
“Did you…?”
Hannah bit her bottom lip and squirmed in his lap.
Hardy looked around him, everyone was focused on the play. He slowly dragged his foot back so as to raise his knee between her legs. Hannah’s breath caught in her throat. He felt a familiar throb in his pants. What had he gotten himself into?
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Hannah pressed herself down on Alec’s thigh. The pearls were exactly where they needed to be. She experimentally swiveled her hips and had to bite back a moan. She moved again, this time to press her bum against Alec’s crotch. He froze under her, and she smirked.
“Careful,” he said in a low voice.
His near-growl only made her want it more. She moved back and forth, she could feel the smooth pearls getting wetter and gliding between her folds. This was so much better than Shakespeare.
Alec’s hands were at her waist, sensing the roll of her hips, anticipating them to raise his leg.
Hannah’s nails dug into his knee with the effort of holding back.
She slid her hand up his thigh, and he nearly jumped when she touched his crotch. Thank god for those tight trousers. Teasing him turned her on even more. She wondered if she could come from this.
Through her shirt, Alec tugged at the string of pearls, and her mouth fell open.
“Again,” she whispered.
He did as told, sending sparks through her core.
-
Hardy was almost painfully hard, grinding against her bum as subtly as he could in a cheap folding chair. He shouldn’t come like this, there would be an embarrassing stain at the front of his trousers. He focused on her pleasure instead.
A primitive, somewhat twisted part of him wanted to make her come like this, with all these people around.
He had an idea to get her off. She often asked him to talk dirty, especially on the phone, but he could rarely get over the embarrassment of doing so. Tonight, she made him bold.
“You’ll pay for being such a tease,” he whispered against her neck.
“Tell me.”
“As soon as we get into the car, my hand will be between your legs.”
“Yeah?”
“And it will stay there until we get home and you won’t be allowed to come.”
It was working, her eyes glazed over and her thighs clamped around his.
“Then you’ll strip for me. Show me that lingerie. That lace had better be soaked through.”
Hannah shook her head yes. He could feel her heat as she humped his leg.
“I’ll bend you over the table.”
He knew she liked that, when they didn’t even make it to the bed, and just shoved their jeans out of the way.
Hardy ran his fingers through her hair and tugged, just a little, but the effect on Hannah was unmistakable. He pulled at the string of pearls again, and she swiveled her hips as fast as she dared.
The first act of the play finished, and, as the audience clapped loudly, Hannah came undone.
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Rules tag 15 people you’d like to get to know better
I was tagged by the lovely @basmathgirl Thank you ! it was so good reading yours!
Relationship Status: married!
Favourite colour: any sort of blue (except baby blue)
Lipstick or chapstick: uhmmmm prepared to be shocked! neither ! I don’t really like feeling anything on my lips. But may use lipstick on special occasions (but then I spend the whole time worrying its on my teeth)
Three favourite foods: agh just 3 ?! I loooove italian food, maybe parmiggiana (the one me and the hubby make!), I love cakes so let’s say lemon drizzle, and I love mexican food I can’t choose one, maybe cochinita pibil!
Last song I listened to: no idea, but since I’ve been listening to Thought Contagion on repeat its safe to assume it was that one!
Last movie I watched: erm… maybe it was The Darkest Hour, I think i watched it during a flight last week. Yes, I haven’t been to the cinema in monthsssssss
Top 3 shows: Gosh I am watching too much telly lately. I am currently on a binge watch addition of the Great British Bake off, god I can’t get enough, so I started watching Britain’s best homecook. Favourite overall is Broadchurch (obvs!) and yeah my other faves change depending on what I’m into.
Books I’m currently reading: uff.. erhm,.. I stopped reading American Gods a couple of months ago and I haven’t come around to finish it. Other than that, fanfic.
Last thing I googled: I was baking yesterday (see above GBBO!) and I think I was converting imperial and fahrenheit to decimal and celsius hahaha
Height: 163 cm
Time: 18:50 UK time as I queue this
Song stuck in my head: Well, Thought Contagion!!! Muse fangirl here !
What are you wearing: jeans and light blue shirt ….
How many blankets you sleep with: none, just the duvet
Dream Trip: uhm I don’t knoooow! Would love to take like a month off and just travel through Italy eating and drinking wine hahaha, maybe going back to the Amalfi Coast!!!!! best trip ever!
I tag (15?! I might not tag that many, but if you see this and want to do it please consider yourself tagged! I for sure would love to know more about you!): @tennantaddict , @fadewithfury, @melissa92863 , @isolatedhysteria , @gallifreyan-uprising , @uglywettiewrites , @meanwhileinpetesworld , @wibblywobblytimeywimey-stuff , @duckydash13 , @goodtobealunatic , @tyttetardis , @lovethytennant
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all in the timing
Summary: Another day in the life of Clara and Jenny: Space Girlfriends, featuring a bit of trouble, a lot of running, and also some well timed kissing.
Pairing: Clara x Jenny || Rating: K+
Note: For Day Twenty of 31 Days of Ficmas: prompt “rosy cheeks” - also for @skyler10fic and @fadewithfury ♥♥
AO3
Jenny and Clara skidded to a stop, still hand in hand and breathing hard.
“That was a bit too close for comfort,” Clara said, grinning at her partner.
“Just a bit. I’m glad Gravoxians don’t move very fast or we’d’ve been goners for sure.”
Clara could feel the adrenaline fizzing through her bloodstream, making her whole body hum. “Think we have a bit of time before we make the final run to our ship?” She asked coyly.
“Probably. Why?”
Jenny gave her a quizzical look but it didn’t last long as Clara moved in to kiss her. It was hard and deep and wet and when she finally pulled back they were both breathing hard again.
“No reason,” Clara said, taking in the way Jenny’s eyes had darkened and her cheeks were rosy from more than the running.
Jenny opened her mouth to say something else but a shout from behind them interrupted them. “Looks like it’s time to run again,” she said.
Clara grinned. “Love the running,” she said with a wink, stealing her girlfriend’s oft uttered words.
“You better. Now, let’s go!”
Jenny tugged on her hand and the two of them were off once more.
(When they got to their ship, Jenny pinned her against the side to steal a snog of her own and make roses bloom in Clara’s cheeks too.)
(Once they were off planet, they worked off their adrenaline in a manner that left them both rosy and sated and ready for a post-adventure nap and cuddle.)
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