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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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[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.

[w_zimmerman]

"Oh, God, yes! Don't stop!" he pants, nodding and eagerly watching her face as he keeps circling her arousal. He absolutely loves her like this, and never wants it to end.

[doctormagnus]

"Will!" she gasps, sliding up and down his amazing arousal urgently, hips slamming against his. She can't help but notice that he's more interested in her face than the display of her body right now and finds that endearing.

[w_zimmerman]

Will's seen plenty of naked women before this, but the face of a woman at the height of pleasure, especially when he's the one helping her get there, is a special kind of treat. Circling harder, he leans up and takes one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting, his eyes never leaving her face.

[doctormagnus]

She finds that hotter than she can properly put into words at the moment. His perfect arousal inside of her and his talented fingers are really making it impossible to think.

Panting hard, she stares down at him grinds down against him with speed and coordination that only come from centuries of practice. Finally, her eyes drift shut as she grows amazingly close again. Nearly three orgasms and he hasn't even come yet. She thinks he must be holding on for dear life, and that thought alone brings her that much closer.

[w_zimmerman]

Will is definitely struggling, harder than he ever has with a woman before. The delay, verging on denial at this point, is almost painful, but it's worth it to experience her like this. Fortunately, he has long experience with delay and edging, both with partners and on his own. He'll probably lose consciousness when he finally lets go, but knowing that she'll be on her third orgasm by then reconciles him comfortably to that fact.

[doctormagnus]

She cries out as it takes her, grabbing his wrist to still his hand since she's almost painfully sensitive now. She rocks desperately, riding through it and trying to bring him the rest of the way.

[w_zimmerman]

"Magnus!" he gasps, grabbing her hips tightly and rocking up into her clenching, fluttering depths hard and fast, carrying himself to the brink as he helps her ride it out herself.

[doctormagnus]

She wraps her arms around him and draws him close, hips moving firmly and quickly for him. "W-Will," she pants.

[w_zimmerman]

Will climaxes with a cry, jerking under her. After fighting for so long, the orgasm is shatteringly intense, and he can only sob and cling to her as it crashes over him.