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𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕤
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Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know​

The heavy bass thudded and reverberated in the jet black Ford Mustang, intermingling with the roar of the engine and the humming tenor voice. Rex, a hand casually draped on the steering wheel and the other propped against the open window, tapped his fingers to the beat of the song even as he raced through the community streets at well over forty miles an hour.

Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow​

The sky was dark with rolling clouds and not a soul was in sight; nothing more than the dim porch light of neat rows of boring suburban homes. However, the needn't to see the moon to know that it was near full; his blood pulsed, thrummed, making him feel restless, euphoric, and primal all at once. His eyes, twin baby blue orbs a shade that made girls swoon, almost seemed to shine in the night, gleaming magnetically to compliment the rakish tilt of his jaw and the thin curve of his smirk.

You just put your lips together
And you come real close
​

He pulled into the driveway of an unassuming looking house, the neatly trimmed bushes and brick-lined garden enough to announce the scrupulous nature of its inhabitants. Watchful eyes peering into the dark, taking a moment to confirm that those inhabitants were indeed gone. His widening grin reflected his excitement, distressed dark jeans suddenly feeling a tad too tight. After what seemed like forever, finally he was about to get some alone time with his gorgeous girlfriend Tess.

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go
​

Turning off the ignition, Rex ran a hand through his unruly dark hair before popping a mint into his mouth, chewing impatiently and swallowing, before hopping out of the car. He adjusted his well-worn leather jacket, the white tank beneath doing nothing to hide his sculpted abs and powerful pecs. His shoulders were broad, not quite broad enough to match football players, but most definitely athletic. A build leaning more toward speed than raw power, although he's got both in abundance. His footsteps were light as he crossed the driveway approached the porch, ringing the doorbell, wearing that charming, boyish smile as he prepared to greet her with a kiss.
 
Tesla had a hard time not literally shooing her mother and father out of the house that night; they were leaving on a trip together for a few days for their anniversary. The young girl had waved goodbye to them from the doorway as they father pulled out of the drive and made his way down the slightly curvy suburban neighborhood streets. With hurried excitement, Tess closed the door and ran up the stairs to get ready. While she was certain that her parents weren't stupid about the things she was doing with Rex, they had asked her to be careful. And despite still living at home at the age of almost twenty, she really was usually very responsible. Sometimes spontaneous and random, but responsible. Which is why everyone was so surprised to see Rex - he had an air about him and exuded a bad-boy persona and he was certain to get her in trouble at some point. While not her first lover, he was certainly the most 'hunky', as her friend Janette had put it. Tess had rolled her eyes at that point. But now she bit her lip in anticipation as she awaited his arrival. Their relationship was a tumultuous one - they would be fighting and spitting mad at each other one minute and unable to keep their hands off one another the next.

Tess had slipped on a pair of dark wash jeans that looked like they had been painted on. They accented the gentle swell of her ass and hugged tightly at her thin hips. On top she put on a purple racer back tank top, the fabric flowy compared to the jeans, but it showed off the black straps of her bra against her slightly tanned, olive skin. She was half middle eastern, thanks to her mother, and her skin tone was just a few steps below caramel. The girl wore no shoes and her feet carried her quickly down the steps as she heard the doorbell ring, trying to reign in her excitement. It wasn't just being alone with him that was getting her excited - though that was certainly helpful - but it was about spending the night with him, something they didn't often get to do.

She reached out and pulled the door open toward her, flashing him a large smile. "Hey there, boyscout. Sorry, I don't want to buy any popcorn tonight..." she said, laughing at her own stupid joke after a few seconds, as of course Rex looked nothing like a boyscout. She leaned forward and gave him a kiss, lingering long enough to let him get excited about it before pulling back to open the door for him and let him inside. "They're really gone this time. Watched them leave myself," she smirked, remembering the last time they thought they were going to be alone for a while in her house. Her mother had come home early from a business trip and almost caught them both nearly naked in Tess' bed. While somewhat embarrassing at the time, they laughed about it now - and had since gotten pretty good at doing things in secluded areas in the back of his Mustang. "Something to drink? Eat? Figured we could watch a movie or something..." Tess said, smirking with a raised eyebrow as she locked the door behind her and turned back to face him.
 
She'd scarcely managed to turn around before Rex had leaned in. His elbow pressed against the door, parallel to her eye level, framing her against the flat surface. The proximity was enough for her to breathe in the clean, fresh scent of his aftershave, a scent complimented by the darkly inviting cologne he often wore. He smelled as he looked, boyishly charming laced with a hint of danger. There was a woodsy quality to the scent, reminiscent of pine-trees and cedar and sandalwood. Like something wild.

Holding her gaze as he leaned even closer, watching the ever so slight dilation of her pupils. His own heart-rate spiked, a lance of heat induced by her scent, her proximity, her ever beautiful smile and damn gorgeous looks. A subtle brush of their lips together, before swooping forward for a firmer one, moving against Tess hungrily before nipping on her rosy bottom lip. Making it last, satisfying his hunger for more from her earlier teasing kiss. And again, probing her in an effort to deepen the kiss before finally pulling away.

"I would like to eat you up right now..." He whispered, huskily, pressing his body up against hers for emphasis. Pausing, letting the bold assertion sink in, never one to be embarrassed by his rather forward remarks. She knew what she was getting into by dating him. He had quite the reputation, after all. Not as a player, no, he wasn't the type to cheat, but he was also never the type to rebuff a flirtatious remark or two even whilst being in a relationship. That, combined with the number of girls interested his natural good look, has gotten him into trouble with Tess quite a few times. But they always made up. He liked to think it was because he had a way with words, but it was quite likely that it was just because of the mind-blowing makeup sex.

"But a good ol' boyscout like me wouldn't possibly throw out such a proposition, no," Smirking insolently, eyes gleaming, he made her joke his own before pulling away. "So how about that movie. Got something in mind?"
 
Despite the amount of time they had been dating, Tesla was still having her breath taken by him now and again and tonight was no different. She had draw in a quick, startled breath when she turned and came very close to his face, watching that glint in his orbs grow a bit. The smell of him was intoxicating, like he had the scent made just for her; Tesla knew that wasn't true, of course, but it was nice to think. Despite the amount of attention he got from other women, Tesla knew he only came home to her and that sent shivers up her spine; a dangerously delicious thought in and of itself. Each kiss he pressed to her lips made her melt just a little bit more, sinking slowly back into the hardwood of the door. One hand reached up to cup his cheek, sliding down to the back of his neck where she squeezed lightly. When he finally let his lips off of hers, she had to catch her breath. His teasing statement had made her body shudder and her lips grin once he released her bottom one from between his teeth.

"Oh, movie. Right. Sure, of course. Ah..." she stuttered, smirking innocently at him. They both knew that the movie probably wouldn't get watched. The air was thick with their mutual desire and anticipation of being alone with one another. "Could watch something in the horror genre. No worries, I'll hold you at all the scary parts," she grinned at him with a wink. With a quick peck to his cheek, she slipped out from between him and the door by ducking under his arm. She figured if she did, they wouldn't get any farther than the front door; not that Tesla would have necessarily minded. "
 
"Promise?" Rex replied, playing along, before following her deeper into the house. It would be nice to actually watch a movie in the living room for once. Netflix was great and all, but laptop monitors were only so interesting. Plus, he hardly doubted movie-watching was the only thing they would be doing...he was quite good at multi-tasking after all.

"So, got anything in mind?" He queried casually, before adding, "There's a new werewolf flick, should be scary. You know, man, wolf, growwwl." Plopping into the sofa, he clawed at the air playfully, doing a humorous werewolf impression. A wry smirk tugging at his lips; if only if she knew why. Similarities aside, there were quite a few differences between actual werewolves and Hollywood ones, but there was no reason why he couldn't joke about his silver-screen relatives.

"Come 'ere babe. I'm already frightened." He patted the space next to himself, lazily draping one arm on the back of the sofa, waiting for her to pick out a movie.
 
Tesla grinned back at him but kept moving forward. As she passed the kitchen she grabbed a bowl of popcorn she had made just before he got there and followed him into the living room. She set the bowl down on the coffee table and walked over to the large bookcase full of DVDs. She scanned over the titles, humming quietly to herself and fingering over the spines of the movies. Finally she settled on one just as he encouraged her to come sit by him. "Aw, poor guy. I'll be over in just a moment," she laughed, unable to stop her eyes from roaming over his body as he sat there. "I went to the Redbox before you got here and just so happened to get that werewolf movie," she smirked, waving the case at him before she turned around, bent over and put the disc into the player.

Tes nabbed the remote and walked over to the couch, plopping down onto the cushion between him and the arm rest, squirming back into his arm. "Better now?" she said, offering a grin. She pressed the on and play buttons for the TV and DVD player, watching as the movie, 'Full Moon', began to play. Her head resting against his arm and he left hand rested innocently against his leg.
 
"Niiice," Rex declared, cupping Tess' chin and leaning in for another kiss as she settled besides him. "You are a mind-reader babe. What will I do without you?" Staring into her eyes with those ladykiller baby blues of his, he knew he had her heads over heels for him. A sentiment returned as he instinctively lowered the arm draped on the sofa, wrapping it around her shoulders. She looked so delectable resting against him, so uncharacteristically docile. Appearances were deceiving, of course, Tess could be a firecracker when she wanted. But then there were moments like this, when they weren't fighting over nothing and simply enjoyed being together. He hugged her closer, idly toying with a strand of her hair before lifting it to lips and pressing a playful kiss upon it. And again, higher, before he'd reached skin and began slowly kissing the side of her jaw instead.

A howl from the TV halting his progress, and he glanced at the screen with mild interest. A giant half-man half-wolf creature, clad in the tattered remains of its former outfit, stood on its hind-legs and growled at the audience, followed by a shot to the terrified heroine running.

"Oh please, is that a werebear? It's like three times fatter than a werewolf." He rolled his eyes, snarking.
 
Tess laughed at him and nuzzled into his lips before their longing stare. It was true that the brunette was dizzyingly in love with this boy; there was something mysterious about him that kept her guessing. Besides his killer looks, there were a myriad of other reasons - he was funny and charming, not to mention he took every proverbial punch she threw and every major fight they had in stride. He would calm her down, they would get through it no matter how stupid... And then of course there was the make up sex. On more than one occasion it had happened in the back of Mustang parked by an abandoned building or in a secluded part of the park somewhere.

Her emerald eyes rolled slightly as her head tilted away from his kisses, allowing him more room to work more than she was leaning to get away. The scent of him filling her nostrils was intoxicating and she figured she would not last much longer with him being such a perfect tease. The sound of the howl snapped Tess back to reality, causing her to raise her stare to the television once again. When he spoke, though, she turned her head to him and raised a curious brow. "Uh-huh. Right. And you'd know this for a fact? How?" she asked with a smirk, her hand that had been resting on his knee moving up slowly, her finger drawing slow circles through his pants.
 
"Obviously because I turn into a werewolf every full moon, awooo!" Rex grinned rakishly, adding a cinematic little howl for good measure. It was nothing like his howl in wolf-form, but it was intended to be playful. It felt weird, in a way, to admit an actuality, albeit cloaked by his joking and flirtatious tone. He knew Tess would just roll her eyes and interpret his words as mere jest.

In truth, he kind of wanted to tell her; he didn't like keeping secrets from her. But it would be a horrendous idea; humans never took well to those different from themselves, and werewolves already have a stigma attached to them from fiction. It wasn't all false - stories often arise from half-truth, after all - but it was inaccurate enough to make him cringe every time a movie showed a werewolf being slain by silver bullets. Those hurt about as badly as any other bullets, which was quite painful but not quite as lethal as it would be on an ordinary human. But werewolves getting riddled with bullets and still darting around with the grace and agility of a cheetah? Please.

He dismissed his rambling train of thoughts - there were better times and places for it. For now, he had a a beautiful girlfriend to ravish.

Grabbing the hand that had wandered close enough to the seam of his jeans to make his member twitch in anticipation, he tugged at her wrist firmly but gently. His arm previously encircling her shoulders urged as well before snaking down, his palm cupping her pert rear as he encouraged Tess to straddle his lap. He was already half-hard with anticipation, something she no doubt could feel if she settled into him more firmly.

"Uh oh," he intoned, still grinning, "looks like the big bad wolf has got you in his grasp. Whatever will you do now, Tess?"
 
Tess laughed at him, shaking her head. Of course, like just about any other human, she didn't believe in werewolves. It would be difficult for her to imagine her reaction to him telling her the truth, but right now that was not her main concern. His strong hands were working their way down her body and making her squirm.

Tess looked down as he tugged at her hand and grinned. That hadn't taken long. Slowly, as if purposefully dragging it out for his torture, she slid over into his lap. Tess faces him and sank her hips down into his lap, grinding against him a bit so she could feel his length against tthe tightness of his jeans. "Mm, I dunno..." she grinned. Tesla leaned forward and lavished kisses down from his temple to his ear, drawing her tongue against his ear as she let out a deep breath. "I may just have to... Beg... For my life..." she teased, kissing down his hardened jawline as her hands dragged down his sides and to his hips, squeezing him through his shirt.

"Perhaps I could convince him to spare me?" Her grin was almost audible as she teased him. Her desire was bubbling over as her own teasing was getting to her. She leaned forward, pressing a hard, almost desperate kiss to his lips, sighing into his mouth happily.
 
"Nng..." Rex groaned softly, fingers tightening on Tess' rear, kneading into the pleasing flesh as she ground into him. She liked to tease sometimes, to work up his appetite before giving in to their mutual lust, and tonight was no different. She indulged only enough to make him throb with anticipation, but offered neither enough friction or pressure to bring him relief. As it were though, her melodious voice by his ear and those fluttering kisses were enough to make him harden further, his pants uncomfortably tight as the fabric strained to contain his erection. While he wasn't the type to brag about his size, he knew he was large by most standards. Nearly nine inches in length, and wide enough that even Tess' slender digits could barely round his girth, his impressive length flexed almost painfully against his black boxers. Both of his hands settled upon her ass, pushing her more firmly against himself, flexing his powerful hips and thighs as he started an easy grind, impatient to be inside her already.

"And how do you plan on doing that, mm?" He whispered, voice made husky by his rising passion, before meeting her in a hungry kiss, all tongue and teeth as he nipped and dueled and devoured. A hand sneaking up to her hair, threading her dark tresses even as he held the two of them closer still. A kiss he was unwilling to break, masterfully switching from hot and heavy to light caresses of his lips against hers, drawing it out even as his breath grew labored. His eyes gleaming with lust when he opened them again. "Perhaps...you could show him that you could be a good little bitch? That you could do more than talk with those pretty lips and clever tongue of yours?" Talking dirty was still something relatively new between the two of them. He meant her no disrespect, of course, but it seemed to fit the scene, and she always got so awfully wet when he treated her like a dirty slut, even if the both of them knew that their relationship was exclusive. As it were, he watched her expression, ready to change tones if she took poorly to it.
 
Tesla changed her mind often; it kept Rex on his toes. And luckily for him, tonight she seemed to have decided that dirty talking was more than fine. Her body gave an involuntary but tell-tale shudder, signaling his name calling had turned on a good switch for her. Tesla ran her tongue over her teeth, offering a knowing laugh. Her weight sunk down into Rex's lap, the stretched crotch of her tight jeans pressed against his own as her legs spread out a little farther. The brunette leaned down into their kisses more, slipping a sneaky hand down between their legs. "Oh, well. I spose that could happen. Could prove how incredibly... Useful... I am," she grinned, forcing her lips to part from his. With little effort she used her palms to push her lower half back, legs sliding against his own until her feet were on the floor.

With ease she lowered to her knees, all the while kissing down his chest as she forced his knees apart. Her hands were working hard to pull open his belt and unbutton his pants. With little hesitation she leaned forward and while looking up into his eyes, grabbed the handle of his zipper between her teeth and pulled. The green-eyed devil managed to get the zipper almost all the way undone as her fingers wrapped around the waist of his jeans and boxers. "What could I possibly do to convince him he needs to spare me, I wonder?" Her voice trailed off as the pointer finger on her right hand skillfully traced the hard outline of his cock through his boxers.
 
For a girl that looked so good, Tess could be so incredibly naughty. The way she slid down his torso was pure sex appeal, and done with such grace and confidence that only made it that much more enticing. This was nothing like fumbling in the back of his Mustang, where although the risk of being caught in an desolate parking lot was thrilling, it was always far too crammed and dim. No, here, with all the time and space in the world, he could really watch her work, watch the glint in her eyes and the teasing uplift of her lips. The physical sensations helped, of course, the trail of kisses drawing a smile from him, her fingers drawing much, much more.

"Why don't you experiment and find out?" Rex replied with a light groan, growling softly in the back of his throat as she undid his zipper with her teeth. His cock flexed hard against the trappings of his boxers, eager to be free. He was already painfully hard, in no small part thanks to her suave maneuvering, and of course, due to anticipation of what was to come. "Wolves do share some traits with their more domesticated cousins; maybe if you pet him just the right way..."
 
Tesla couldn't help but laugh a little at his continued use of the werewolf/human joke. "Oh, no worries sugar. I think I have just the right touch for you..." she said playfully, licking her own lips. The sound of him grumbling under his breath in anticipation made her squirm; she loved to know he was enjoying himself. And she loved to be the one to bring that enjoyment to him. The primal sound of him growling at her made her raise her brow, as if she was surprised he was taking the roleplaying that far. It did not deter her, though, as her right hands moved up to his waist and she gripped at his jeans. She could tell just by the look on his face that he was more than ready just jump her; he was already hard and the fun had just begun. Like any girls, Tesla loved to make him squirm some, though she was feeling generous today. "Oh, I'll experiment alright. Plenty of petting for this puppy..." she grinned as her hand tugged down his pants. She waited for him to lift his hips and she was then able to pull his underwear down too.

His cock bounced forward and she sucked air against her teeth at the visual. No matter how many times her and Rex had sex, the size of his member was always such a turn on. Now out in its full glory, Tesla let a soft, telling groan out. Without any hesitation, however, Telsa reached up and wrapped her lithe fingers around his shaft. "Mmm, someone sure is excited already..." she teased, leaning forward to run the hard, extended tip of her tongue against the tip of her tongue. Saliva dripped down her warm muscle and against his shaft, allowing her some lubrication. Her hand began to move up and down along his shaft, looking up at him with darkly attractive jade-colored eyes.
 
Rex helped her along with the process - pushing up with his hands on the sofa to elevate his hips, all but struggling out of his pants and boxers himself; eager, impatient even, to move the evening along. But who could blame him for getting antsy when Tess was looking up at him so provocatively. His fingers twitched against the leather of the sofa, and he had half a mind to do just that - to lift her up with strong hands on her hips, pin her into the sofa and give them both the fucking they clearly craved. It was only the look of unabashed hunger in her eyes that made him resist, and knowing that the sight of his cock made her salivate only aroused him more.

"It's your fault for looking so damn delectable," he murmured, spreading his thighs wider to give her more room to work. His manhood jutted out proudly, an already impressive length that appeared ever bigger given his excellent personal grooming; his past girlfriends certainly seemed to appreciate not going down on a mess of hair. The head was broad, the tiny slit already leaking a bead of precum, giving further clues to his excited state.

"Oh yeah..." He groaned out at the first contact of her tongue, "you are definitely on the right track." Bringing a hand to his stomach, he rolled his tanktop up to about halfway up his abs, in part to prevent any accidental smearing, and in part, to give Tess an excellent view of his washboard abs. He might not have been super buff, but he was cut enough to give an underwear model competition. His cock throbbed in her palm as she began stroking him, and her soft hands felt incredible good against his manhood, but he wasn't content with just that. "Come on baby, don't be shy, I know you want more than just a taste. Be a good little slut and suck my big wolf cock..." He derived an odd sense of satisfaction for keeping their little role-play going. It wasn't something they did often, but Tess didn't seem to mind, and he figured it would add a little spice, not to mention that the irony gave him quite the thrill.
 
Although Tesla was as eager as he was, her mindset was slightly different - they had all evening alone together. And then some, even. Taking it slow drew out each of their pleasure, she was sure of it. Tess got off pleasing him - something plenty of her other partners had appreciated about her. While her orgasm was of course a priority to herself, his was just as important; besides, forcing him to beg for it every now and then, even if only in play, was fun. Her tongue lapped up the single bead of precum, tasting it on her tongue before it disappeared down her throat. Each motion of her seemed to have a purpose - she wanted to turn him on, excite him and have him begging for more. Her hand continued to work his member from the base to about halfway up as he spoke and she offered a grin when he rolled up his shirt. "Mmm. You must work out, wolf-man. Looking damn good..." Tess offered, biting her lip in self-satisfaction.

"You do know just what to say to me, don't you?" she grinned. Her body leaned forward, posture sitting up a bit more. "Well, I certainly don't want to be a bad slut..." she mused, finally wrapping her soft lips around the head of his member. Warm and wet inside of her mouth, inches of him slid effortlessly past her lips. She could taste more precum, slightly salty and sweet. She continued to push downward, lips wrapped firmly around at least the first four inches of his member within just a few minutes. Her tongue didn't sit idly by in her mouth, either. As her hand continued to work the base of his shaft, her tongue slid against the veiny underside of his tool. Each inch was tasted by her, caressed by her wet muscle. Her 'free' hand squeezed at his thigh, then liquidly moved upward to finger over his toned muscles. He certainly wasn't hard on the eyes; that much was for certain. Her own orbs looked up at him from between his legs as her mouth sank down on his cock another inch, bobbing up and down in rhythm with her encircled hand. A moan resonated from her lips, sending a light flutter of vibrations down his member.
 
(OOC: Apologies for the delay, been busy with work. Hope you are still interested in continuing!)

Her slow pacing was driving Rex insane, in the best possible of ways. It wasn't that he was impatient - ok, maybe a tad impatient - but her sweltering, sexy gaze was only making his problem worse. Experienced as he was, it usually took him quite a bit more to be so wound up, but Tess, as always, knew just what buttons to push to make him come apart.

When she finally stopped teasing and took his head inside, he groaned aloud, giving an involuntary buck of his hips, barely restraining his motions enough not to demand. He could never get tired of this. The way she felt around him was incredible; her mouth so warm and wet, and that textured, dexterous tongue positively sinful as it lapped him in all the right ways. She knew all of his sensitive spots, and the way she was purposefully lavishing attention on the veins and the sensitive frenulum had his pleasure rocketing in minutes. He worked his fingers through her hair as she continued to work masterfully, threading her gorgeous hair, his grip lax, enough only to encourage rather than to command.

"That feels amazing, babe..." He murmured, eyes hooded and lust-filled as they met hers. The visuals only made it better. Watching this beautiful girl go down on him, watching inch after inch of his cock just disappearing into her plump lips. His manhood throbbed harshly, fully erect and hotter even than her mouth. He could feel the pressure pounding at the base, the cum boiling in his balls...But he wasn't ready to come yet, not so soon. He wound his grip a tad tighter, suggesting with a gentle tug that she ease off.

"You've been so good, baby," Rex whispered huskily, holding her gaze. "Why don't you get up and let me get a taste of you now..." He suggested, his abs tense and his voice a tad raspy, giving clear signs that he was close. Young as he was, he would have no trouble going for round two in under five minutes flat, but he didn't want to finish so soon, especially since he hasn't gotten to please her yet.
 
(( Hey, no problem. Life happens. Still interested! ))

Tesla was definitely one for a bit of teasing in this sort of situation. She enjoyed prolonging the pleasure, making it better in the end. Luckily for her - and perhaps for him, too - Rex didn't seem to mind much. His groans of pleasure only made her want to work harder to please him. Her body worked overtime to make his feel good. She grinned a bit at the feeling of his fingers twisted in her brown locks, tongue still working toward the finish of his pleasure.

When he tugged at her tresses, she got the gist of what he was trying to indicate. Her hand released and her mouth moved from his cock. Strings of saliva connected her mouth to the head of his shaft before the weight of them caused them to break. She licked her lips and raised a brow at his next suggestion even as she stood up. The girl knew what she was in for - he wasn't one to get without giving. He'd always been conscious of her orgasm, her pleasure, her needs - and that was something that was new for her. Most guys her age were not only absorbed in their own end, but too quick and unable to recover to pleasure a girl properly. Perhaps it was an animalistic need or desire in Rex, but he was never one to be skimpy or lack-luster with his pleasure.

Her hands moved to the hem of her shirt as she stood in front of him, between Rex and the television. "Mmm, well. I guess I can't turn down an offer like that..." Her lips curled to a smirk as she lifted the purple tank top over her head and tossed it onto the floor next to his foot. Her lithe hands moved down to her waist now, unsnapping the button of her jeans. The metallic sound of the zipper was next. Thumbs hooked under the waistband and she shimmied out of the fabric which seemed to have to stretch to accommodate her ass and thighs. Her feet stepped out of the denim as it pooled on the floor, and she moved to sit back in his lap. Her olive-toned legs straddled over his lap, still clad in her skimpy black bikini underwear and bra. Her arms encircled his neck and she leaned down to give him a deep kiss.
 
Rex gave a little hum of approval of approval as Tesla backed up and began to strip, eyeing every inch of her newly exposed flesh hungrily. His cock twitched, demanding attention, but he ignored it in favor of savoring her body. She was practical about it, but that hardly got in the way of his enjoyment. Grinning, he wolf whistled in admiration as she shimmied out of those tight jeans and straddled his lap. Rolling up his own tank as well and tossing it into the pile of cloth, he took a moment just to savor the skin to skin contact. It would have been chilly this late at night, but with Tesla's warm body pressed up against him, all he felt was the electricity of the moment.

His hands settled on her pert rear as she leaned in to kiss him - he deepened the kiss, toying with her tongue and nipping at her lips. Some guys were squeamish about kissing a girl after a blowjob, but he wasn't one among those ranks. How could he possibly deny his beautiful girl a kiss after the pleasures she'd just showered him with? Kneading into her ass, he pushed his hips forward to meet hers. His cock rested with intent against her underwear. And, sizable as he was, the tip reached well past the band of her bikini, smearing a drop of pre onto her stomach. He was content, for the moment, to lazily grind into her, leaving her lips to trail his kisses lower. One of his hand ghosted along her back, caressing each inch of her skin worshipfully even as he lavished attention on the column of her throat. Grazing with his teeth, careful not to leave a mark...anywhere visible, anyway.

He nipped playfully at her collarbones, even as the hand behind her back deftly undid the clasp of her bra. He slid the straps down with his teeth, one after the other, before helping her out of it. His mouth watered just gazing at her, and he wasted no time lifting her up more by her rear, leaning in at the same time to pepper kisses upon her naked breasts. He knew what felt the best, obviously, but took his sweet time getting to it. Instead of sucking on her peaks immediately, he nipped and suckled on her skin, leaving a hickey right upon her heart. He swirled his tongue around her areola, closer to a dusky peak in increasingly smaller circles, before finally taking one between his lips and sucking on it, licking the sensitive tip. All the while, his erect length continued to nudge and grind against her underwear, and he was torn between returning the favor or just sliding into her now.
 
It was a deep inhalation of his scent. It was musky, mixed with pine and fresh, clean soil. It drove her nuts in a primal way which she couldn't explain. Her fingers dug hungrily into the flesh of his neck as they kissed, her tongue darting out to sweep against his mouth and tongue. His body was warm and they were only creating more friction grinding against one another. Her hips moved in a circular motion against him, pressed deeply into his lap. Her motions were needy but restrained as she strung out their mutual fun. Just the sound of his deep breathing was making her more wet. She swallowed hard with her head tilted back a bit as he heaped kisses down her neck. Her hands slid down his neck, over his broad shoulder blades. The soft pads of her fingers dug into the hard muscles of his biceps and she grinned as he began to pull at her bra. Her emerald eyes looked down to watch as he expertly removed the straps of her bra, removing her hands from his skin long enough to have him pull the clothing off. She leaned forward for another kiss, trapping his long cock between their bodies momentarily.

She giggled a little as his fingers dug deeper into the cheeks of her behind, but that was cut short as his lips grazed against her tanned skin. "Mmngh... That's so good..." she grunted at the feeling of him taking her hardened nipple between his lips. Even still the feeling of his hard member persisted against her wet underwear, making it even more difficult to concentrate. "R-Rex..." she started, trying to form a whole sentence. Her body wanted more and since they had the whole evening, Tess didn't feel too bad about getting right down to it. One release had never stopped them from having a second before, after all.

Her voice was husky. There was a building desire from him raining kisses down over her skin still. "Ya know... Mm, it would seem... I'm a little overdressed for this..." Her lips curled into a grin and she peeked down between them, indicating her panties. "You're completely naked. Doesn't quite seem fair... For either of us." She didn't stop him from attending to her breasts, instead allowing her implication to sink in slowly.
 
Rex's baby blues darkened and grew increasingly hooded as he continued to work at her nipples. Flickering his tongue over the tip, lapping, grazing his teeth gently against the sides. Tesla's voice and idle touches was only adding fuel to his fire, and what had started as a playful encounter soon grew more serious. He could feel her arousal even through the fabric of her underwear, wet and beckoning, the heat radiating from her core calling to a primal part of him that he could not deny. Could smell it too. His were instincts reared at the musky scent tickling his nostrils - his senses were ever so slightly better than the average human's, especially with the moon being so close to full. An earthy scent, fragrant, but more akin to spices than flowers. A scent that drove him absolutely wild.

His cock, still lubricated and glistening from the blowjob, twitched against her, and he met Tess' eyes with a gaze filled with passion. As she spoke, he paused briefly, considering his options. It would be easy to lift her and help her wriggle out of those, but his member protested the thought of her wet heat leaving him, even briefly. He reached a hand between the two of them, trailing a burning path down her stomach, and toying with the waistband of her panties, before sliding lower to trace the length of her slit through the soaked fabric. "So wet..." He murmured in appreciation, pressing firmer and forcing the fabric to outline her already blood-engorged lips.

"I could help you out of these..." He continued, affirming her earlier statement, before smirking and adding, "Or," a statement accompanied by his fingers looping through the crotch of the fabric, jerking it to the side and exposing her sex. His eager length was immediately introduced to her wetness, the first touch of his tip against her enough to make him groan and cant his hips. "I could just slide in like this..." He gazed at her with lust-darkened eyes, seeking permission instead of brashly thrusting forward. As it were, the heat of his cock teased against her, the wide head grinding against her floral rim ever so slightly with each ragged breath he took. He was usually careful, always making sure to wear protection. But the moon combined with her scent was suppressing his better judgement, and he could always pull out, right?
 
There was a look in Rex's eyes, a glint that he got, whenever they became intimate. It was almost glazed over, like he was being consumed by something, but he remained conscious and attentive even still. She bit her lower lip and grinned at him, trailing her fingers up his biceps, over his shoulders and along his neck, curling into the hair there. Her verdant eyes sank down to watch as his hand trailed along her taut stomach, the muscles contracting a bit as each nerve ending in her skin seemed to be on fire. "Well, I had a little help with that..." she offered, leaning forward to trail kisses along his temples and groaning into his ear as she felt his fingers graze over her wet sex, still covered by the thin fabric of her panties. She leaned back a little, allowing him a bit more room to move his hand between them.

The feeling of his hot member laying lazily against her slit made her shiver. Her tongue moved out and against her lips as she drew a deep breath in to fill her lungs. She was trying to bring herself down from a high that was going to make her jump him too quickly. She wanted this to last, and teasing was the best part. A hard swallow preceded her words, even as her hips moved in slow, shallow circles. "Mm, well. I guess that... Would be easier..." Even as she said the words, and with him holding the fabric at bay, Tesla leaned back a little more, still holding onto his muscular upper body. Her hips lifted just enough for the head of his cock to slide down an inch or two. The brunette eased herself forward and down, sinking slowly down into his lap again. This time the head of his member, hard from their toying, spread open her waiting lower lips. Tesla hummed softly as he entered her, slowly but completely.

Fingers gripped into his skin as she leaned in for a kiss. Her lips landed softly against his temple, down the hard jawline on his right side. She moved left and pressed her lips to the corner of his mouth, moaning as she seemed to drive he cock as deep as it would go under her own weight. Her teeth nipped at his lips as she covered them in steamy breath. "Mm, not too bad for not being naked..." Her voice was breathy, needy. Her knees were pressed into the couch, straddled across his lap and pressed hard against his body. "Am I still a bad little slut?" she asked with a corner-grin, pressing her mouth hard to his as she began to move her hips against him.
 
"Of course," He husked right back, before assenting to the kiss and meeting her in another wet and sloppy lip-lock. "And not just any, but a greedy slut that wanted all nine inches impaled into her wet pussy all at once..." He teased, easing away from the kiss. A hand fisting her dark locks, applying pressure slowly but firmly, forcing Tesla to lift her chin and present her throat. His eager mouth followed, nipping along her jaw before descending to lay hungry kisses upon the expanse of olive skin, grazing his teeth along her jugular amidst playful nipping. The elegant column of her throat always stirred him, and today was no exception. Tesla might not consider necking anything more than just that, but for a werewolf, this was how he would mark, would claim, would sink his fangs into flesh and brand her as his. Of course, even as his teeth itched for a firmer bite, he reined himself back and showering her with kisses and nips instead, mindful of the fact that he was coupling with a fragile human rather than his own kind.

But that small sacrifice was made entirely insignificant by her wet heat around him. How her walls gripped, trembled, somehow firm and soft and malleable all at once. With Tess riding him, the rhythm was more like a bump and grind than deep strokes, with most of his cock remaining inside on each bounce of those feminine hips. The friction was nearly unbearable; she was so tight around him that each pass drew increasingly ragged breath and low groans of desire. His other hand held her hips steady, aiding her in the venture. He bucked up against her and into her, driving his cock into her sodden tunnel again and again, angling his thrust so the brunt of the force massaged her swollen front wall. The flared ridges dragged and caught against her walls on every stroke, and he knew from experience that girls loved his broad head and thick shaft. A shape so perfect that it was almost synthetic, if not for the heat, the prominent veins, the firmness and the pre mixing with her own fluids that made the whole process that much slipperier and more pleasurable.
 
Tesla gritted her teeth, grinding them slightly as his words passed her ears, causing a long moan to escape her mouth. A grunt followed when he pulled her head back, fingers digging a little more into his skin. It was an odd fascination he seemed to have with her neck sometimes, but it certainly didn't have the young girl complaining - and definitely not now. Her bottom lip rolled between her teeth as her hips continued to push against him. His hand at her waist gave her some balance, though the muscles of her loins were doing most of the work. Her thighs were strong from years of playing volleyball in school, even into college on a recreational team. Although perhaps not quite as smooth as when he was on top of her, her strokes were enough to send each inch of his length deep inside of her. How she had gotten so lucky to catch Rex's attention she wasn't quite sure she would ever understand. He was incredibly good looking and could've had anyone - and yet here they were. Had Tesla known about his little secret, there would be far more questions to follow than just why he was interested in her...

But for now, her focus was on something much more selfish. A singular train of thought had brought them to where they were now; having sex on her couch, ignoring a movie and also foregoing protection. Usually incredibly careful, it had slipped both their minds that night. Instead Tesla concentrated on the up and down motion of her hips. Each bounce brought her closer to an orgasm. He's nearly perfect shape and length were enough to drive any girl crazy, even Tesla. Under her own weight and with the light bucking of his hips she was able to feel every inch, every vein. "Mmm, you've certainly got that right," she started, leaning in to kiss across his cheek and down to his earlobe as he let up bit on her hair. "A desperate little whore like me just can't help herself, mmmngh... Around a sneaky wolf man like you..." Her voice was raspy, gasping a bit for air. Even still she growled playfully into his ear and nipped at the tanned lobe. The tightening of her slit would tell him she was close as well as the gentle roll of her head back and around on ecstacy. Her fingers gripped into the back of the couch now, having moved back behind his head to give herself more leverage in his lap.
 
Rex was addicted to the feeling of bare-backing. It wasn't the sensations; there was barely any reduction in sensitivity with the kind of ultra thin condoms they normally used. But the knowledge that he was so intimately connected with her, flesh to flesh without the thinnest barriers between them, that dove him crazy. He knew he was playing a dangerous game, and skirting the edge of peril did not dull his excitement as might be expected, but only made his heart pound, made him growl low into her throat and throb with excitement inside her. He could always pull out, he told himself, even as his instincts demanded otherwise. His motions grew jerkier and his nips harsher, closing his eyes in favor of his other senses, letting her scent drown out all else, floating in the bliss of her moans against his ears.

She was getting close; he could tell by the way those heated walls gripped him harsher, tighter, squeezing and trembling around his cock as if begging him for his cum. Blood was pounding in his eardrums and along the shaft of his straining member, diamond hard and burning as he grew close to his own peak. He suckled on her collar as she threw her head back, branding her with his unique feral mark, leaving his excitement and passion in dark hickies upon her olive skin. "Mm that's right, a big bad wolf that loves to prey on sexy little minxes like you..." He thrusted up harder, rocking up into her harsh enough to leave the sofa on every stroke, bouncing her up and down on his cock like an R-rated bouncy castle. "I can feel your slutty little pussy clench down on me...are you gonna cum hmm? Gonna make a mess like the dirty little slut you are?" And he helped her along, gripping her hips and driving an urgent pace, eager to feel her clench down upon him.
 
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