Room 227 | Sunday Morning

[necroslacker]

Sam hadn't slept last night. Usually, that wasn't a huge deal since he tended to sleep alone but now that he was living with his girlfriend, it was kind of hard to hide that from her at the very least. He'd laid there for awhile and then he'd gotten up and puttered around the room and eventually went for a walk.

Look, he'd been trying hard to make sure those ghosts didn't appear at night, okay? It was either not sleeping or wearing the pouch and he chose...not sleeping. Because he was an idiot.

But, he was awake now. He had a bowl of cereal in front of him, his skateboard laying wheels up next to his hip and his back against the foot of the bed. A few records were near his feet and one of them was on the record player, filling the room with quiet music.

But hey, he hadn't been entirely unproductive this past weekend. He'd gone into town, gotten himself a job, and now he was eating cereal and was about to fix up his skateboard.

So, things...could be worse.

[Door closed, post open!]

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[whenshewasnice]

"It's something some people would be shy about," Natalie replied, because it was clearly the time to be analytical about things. But, she also licked his neck a bit. So. "Because it's private."

[necroslacker]

"You're the only other person here," he said, taking a breath when he stroked his cock a little quicker and harder. "Private enough for me."

And it was pretty erotic knowing she was watching him from behind like she was.

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, Natalie was aware of that. She shifted a bit, not at all to gain a better view or anything. Really.

"Like I'm not even here," she murmured, and kissed his neck again.

[necroslacker]

"I know you're here," Sam told her and pulled his cock out of his shorts to give her a better view and to make his job a little easier. "Believe me, I know."

His voice was a little breathier and his hand was moving a little smoother, a little more sure now.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie gave a quiet gasp right by his ear. Half for show, half genuine. "Oh," she said, "Is it turning you on? Does that make you an exhibitionist?"

[necroslacker]

"It makes me a guy," he mumbled, picking up speed with his hand and trying to keep his hips from arching up too much. He didn't want to jolt them off the bed or anything.

[whenshewasnice]

She tightened her hold on him without even really realizing she was doing it.

"Yeah," she sighed, sounding vaguely amused. "My guy. Because it's me who's watching."

[necroslacker]

"Yeah. Your guy."

That sounded -- and felt -- really nice to say. Sam gripped his cock harder, picking up a little more speed but managing to keep his rhythm smooth and firm. He gasped a few times and even moaned once.

"You're watching."

And he'd blush later when he thought about this.

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm watching," Natalie agreed. She wouldn't blush because it wasn't a really Natalie thing to do, but maybe she'd... do something else.

She wasn't really thinking beyond this moment right now. Watching his hnad and his cock kind of took priority. "Definitely watching. Perhaps even taking pointers."

[necroslacker]

"P - pointers?" Sam stuttered, starting to lose his focus and his control. He palmed the head of his cock several times and used his nails on the sensitive underside, ramping himself up for an ending he already knew was close. "Really?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Really," she breathed, her voice taking on a sultrier quality, just subtly. Even her breathing had gotten a little uneven, a little heavier. "Because you're my guy."

[necroslacker]

"Oh god, oh god, oh go -- "

Sam's hips came off the bed a little higher this time and his mouth fell open. He wasn't coming yet but he was so close, so close. He kept stroking himself hard and fast, trying to find every sensitive area on his cock but it felt like everywhere was sensitive right now.

He was trying to hold on, trying to give her something memorable to watch even if he knew he'd have to go over that edge soon.

[whenshewasnice]

Oh, it was definitely memorable. Rare thing for her to see him like this with her own head relatively clear, too. She pressed a hot, open mouthed kiss against his neck, and kept watching.

It was so convenient to not have to blink, sometimes. Also: "Is this where I tell you that tonight, I intend to ride you to within an inch of your life?"

She liked shoving people over edges.

[necroslacker]

He didn't need much more of a push after that. He twitched several times, hips rocking off the bed into his hand and breath coming out in gasps and pants.

His hand kept moving, kept stroking until he could tensed up and started coming on his hand and his pants, making a mess but not even caring. He was too busy breathing hard and shivering, her words ringing in his ears while everything else felt tingly.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie let out another little gasp and she shivered a little too, though she mostly dedicated herself to soothing him, humming by his ear and lightly brushing her hand back and forth against his stomach.

Lest he forget she was there.

[necroslacker]

Sam leaned even more heavily back against her, head lolling back against her shoulder and eyes looking at her contentedly. He even managed a small smile and it looked almost smug.

"I'm not shy."

He was definitely spent though.

[whenshewasnice]

"No, you're not," Natalie agreed, with a haphazard kiss against his cheek and a lopsided smirk. "You're pretty bold. And attractive when you're being bold."

Which meant he was spent and she was wired up, but she could deal.

[necroslacker]

"Thanks," he said, smile widening. "You okay back there?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Well, I'm not the one with a dorky smile and a mess on my pants." Okay, so her tiny flicker of a smile might have been a little dorky. "I'm... fine."

[necroslacker]

"I sensed some hesitation there," Sam remarked, crinkling his brow. "You...want me to clean up the mess or something?"

[whenshewasnice]

"You're going to have to unless you want inappropriate stains on your pants," Natalie pointed out. "But that wasn't it, no. I may be feeling some effects."

[necroslacker]

"Effects?" Sam repeated before his grin widened. "You're turned on."

He was strangely proud of doing that to her.

[whenshewasnice]

"Don't look so smug about it," Natalie replied, rolling her eyes. Probably just giving him all the more reason to be smug, since he was getting to her. "Yes."

[necroslacker]

He smirked again and leaned up to kiss the underside of her chin. "What're you gonna do about it?"

[whenshewasnice]

She sighed. That felt nice.

"I don't have a plan."