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[doctormagnus]

She's still not entirely certain how ghoul-hunting in an allegedly haunted Vermont city got them crammed into the back of a cab in New York City with a driver who reeks of marijuana and cheetos and has horrible taste in music, but... here they are.

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[doctormagnus]

Magnus smiles into his throat and starts gently sucking, wanting to leave her mark where everyone can see.

[w_zimmerman]

"God, Magnus," he groans, nodding eagerly. He's so high he doesn't care if she leaves a mark or not. "Don't ever stop..."

[doctormagnus]

She draws back when the skin bruises, chuckling quietly at how insatiable he is being. She loves every second of it.

"Will," she coos, sliding her hand away from his arousal and upwards to caress his stomach. "Do you have a preference of what happens next?"

Usually, she'd go ahead and take a lover, but Will seems to enjoy communication more than most men she's taken to bed.

[w_zimmerman]

He half-sits, wetting his lips and smiling curiously. "You said you've dreamed about this. Why don't you tell me what you've imagined and then we can decide where to go from here?"

[doctormagnus]

"Quite a few scenarios," she confesses, wetting her lips. "The other day I caught you looking at my legs. You try so hard not to look, it's almost endearing. But that night I dreamt I wrapped them around you so tightly..."

[w_zimmerman]

He groans softly, nodding. "They're so long, and look so strong..."

[doctormagnus]

"Well, you can feel them on either side of your legs while I take you, or you can have them wrapped around your waist while you have me," she rasps. Or they could get creative, but something tells her that that'll take some working up to.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh, too many decisions," he groans, breath coming faster. "This time... I think I want you on top. I love you when you're powerful..."

[doctormagnus]

That elicits a grin from her, and she eagerly pushes him back against the pillows and climbs on top of him, pressing her legs firmly to either side of his. This is going to be fun.

[w_zimmerman]

He makes a happy noise at her forcefulness, hands coming up to explore her sides and back. "God, you're perfect."

[doctormagnus]

She gives him a hungry, greedy kiss, nails gently dragging across his chest as she slowly slides her warmth against his arousal.

[w_zimmerman]

He groans at that, panting and quivering as he rasps, "Magnus, please..."

[doctormagnus]

She bites his lower lip and reaches between them, grasping his arousal and sinking down onto him with a loud moan.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh, God," he moans, hands clutching against her back as she slowly surrounds his aching length. "So good. So perfect..."

[doctormagnus]

She pants quietly and slowly rocks up and down his length, stomach swooping pleasantly. "Will," she rasps.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh! Oh, that's perfect," he moans, burying his face in her throat and hungrily licking and nibbling the heated skin.

[doctormagnus]

She groans, head falling back. This feels absolutely amazing. Panting, she urges him to lie back, braces herself against his chest, and starts rocking more firmly.

[w_zimmerman]

Will lays back, panting and nodding eagerly as her hips move powerfully against him. It feels so good, and he can only cry out incoherently as she carries him higher.

[doctormagnus]

She leans forward, pressing her face into his throat and gasping as her arousal drags against his skin. That's right where she needs him, so she moves faster, half-thrusting, half-sliding back and forth in a dizzying combination.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh, Magnus. Oh, yes!" he whimpers, nodding urgently and worming a hand between them.

[doctormagnus]

"Close," she gasps and catches his hand to her breast instead, sliding urgently against him. Her eyes fall closed in near concentration.

[w_zimmerman]

Will cups both her breasts, moaning at the way they fit perfectly into his large palms. Pushing down his own pleasure and need, he watches her face as she carries herself higher, nodding eagerly.

[doctormagnus]

She tenses and gasps, suddenly gripping him tightly as her hips jerk against him and she clenches him rapidly. "Will," she sobs quietly.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh, yes!" he groans, nodding eagerly. Unable to resist the urge, he reaches between them with one hand and rubs her twitching arousal in rapid circles.

[doctormagnus]

She gasps, hips jumping in surprise. She decides to not let herself come back down from this. Instead, she leans back, braces herself against his leg, and rocks hard and fast.