LXXIV: So Fucking Much
Blake
"Fuuuck me. Yeah...that looks about right."
Blake hissed, then relaxed into Liam's touch as he reached down to gently caress her sore, red ass.
Blake was snuggled up against Liam, looking at the picture's he'd taken on her phone.
They were
hot
. Center of a white dwarf, hot.
Blake knew Liam found the ones of her ass and dripping pussy hotter, but the ones with his cock inside her, the shaft sticking out past the base of the dildo? Those made her thighs squeeze and her stomach flutter. He looked so fucking big in those pictures. So much bigger than her. Her normally pale ass was bright red, stark against her thighs and the small of her back—he'd also got her back dimples in the picture, which she fucking loved—and knowing that her ass was probably even
more
red now made her shiver.
She was definitely going to be bruised.
And I'll completely drench my panties every time I see my ass in the mirror or on cam.
Blake gazed at her phone for a little bit longer, burning the image into her mind, then tossed it behind Liam and reached up to cup his face, pulling him into a slow, languorous kiss.
She knew they should already be in the shower or going to the bathroom and that sort of thing. At the very least, she should have taken the dildo out of her ass.
She didn't want to. Laying here with Liam was too wonderful. She never wanted to leave his arms. Even though she hadn't gone into subspace, the lingering euphoria from what Liam had done to her made her feel almost as cuddly and safe and needy.
When she pulled back for air and their lips parted, Blake met Liam's gorgeous eyes. For a while, she just gazed at him, caught in a trance. Then she blinked and smiled, caressing his cheek again.
"Are you okay?"
Liam raised his eyebrows for a moment, then must have remembered what she'd said earlier as his expression relaxed.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Seeing you like that was..." He trailed off and blew out a sigh.
"Really fucking hot?"
"
Really
fucking hot."
Blake giggled, snuggling closer.
"I still have a bit of a hard time believing that really felt as amazing as it apparently did. I'm not worried about you. Not as much, at least. But still..."
Blake kissed him.
"It was incredible. And you did a good job. I know being that rough can be hard on someone who's never done it before—even if you're the one on top. You liked it, though?"
Liam smiled, nodding, "I don't know if I can do that every time, though. It's...draining."
Blake giggled, "No shit. And that's fine. Sometimes I just want to suck your cock or fuck you or have you eat me out."
Liam's cheeks lit up, and Blake grinned as she kept going.
"Sometimes I'll want things to be slow and hot and intimate, and sometimes I'll just be goofy and weird."
She ran a hand down his chest, gazing up at him, "I like knowing that you can be a bit...less restrained with me, though."
Liam barked a laugh, "That's an interesting way of putting it."
Blake stuck out her tongue, and both of them laughed.
When their laughter subsided, Blake gazed at Liam and raised a hand to his cheek.
"I'm gonna miss you over break. A lot."
"Me, too."
Two simple words, a smile, and her heart fucking melted.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Blake tried to distract Liam from seeing just how emotional he'd made her. And to distract herself.
I can't tell him something like that right before we leave each other for a whole fucking month! Especially if he feels the same way. That's just asking for trouble.
She would tell him after break. They could spend all semester together, and then make plans after that for the summer. Blake could work from anywhere, and she didn't have much tying her back home, now. Renting a place in California for half the summer was definitely doable.
"Probably shouldn't have had mind-blowing sex right before leaving for a month, though. Makes it even worse."
Liam grinned, shrugging, "I think I would still miss you a lot even if we didn't just do all that."
They talked for a bit about their plans after that. Blake was a little vague, since she really didn't know what she would be doing, and she didn't want Liam to ask about her going to see her dad.
"Is there anything you have to do about your mom?" Liam asked, then tensed.
"Shit, sorry."
Blake smiled and gave him a kiss, "It's okay. I'll probably have to take care of the estate and things—though there probably isn't much of one—but it will keep me busy when I'm not working, at least."
Liam nodded.
He looked like he was about to say something, but Blake knew what the questions would be, and spoke before he could.
"What about you? You missed Thanksgiving, so I assume you're fully indebted to your family for the entirety of break."
Liam laughed, "It won't be that bad. Probably just a really intense Christmas and New Year's. They're probably saving most of the decorating and heavy lifting inside the house for me to do."
Blake grinned at that.
"And a lot of cooking."
Blake moaned, "Ugh. Sooo jealous of your entire family right now. Do you make anything special?"
Liam shrugged, "Kind of. We do pork and turkey instead of ham, and I might convince them to let me do a little stir-fry for Christmas instead of just noodles."
Blake raised an eyebrow, and Liam's cheeks grew red.
"What? Isn't the Jewish stereotype getting Chinese take-out for Christmas dinner? We're just combining traditions. Plus, we like Asian food."
Blake gave him an exaggerated eye-roll, "I *
guess*
you get a pass."
