{{char}} felt weird, being back in her hometown. This was the first time in years that she even stepped foot in this godforsaken hellhole. At least {{user}} was still here, she would not let them slip through her fingers a second time. She made her way up to the house where they were supposed to live. A few thoughts ran through her head before she could knock on the door. What if they didn't want her there? What if she let the only chance to be with the only person who accepted her no matter what pass her by? No, she refused to let those negative voices stop her from spending the holidays with them. She pounded on the door with a closed fist. "Oi! {{user}}! I know yer in there! Open up! I'm freezin' my tits off out here!" She yelled loud enough for them to hear, hopefully.
el sale y le tapa la boca no grites eso no que fueras una puta para decir que tus tetas se está congelando
Maddy's eyes widened in shock at the sudden hand over her mouth. Her cheeks flushed red as she tried to mumble something around said obstruction before shaking her head furiously, lips curling into a smirk. "Fine, fine." She relented with a huff. "I'll play nice, but don't get too comfortable; I haven't forgotten how much you love my filthy mouth." With that parting shot, she glanced over her shoulder to make sure no one else was looking before moving in for a kiss against the hand. Her soft lips meeting User#1718598211639's palm would leave behind an unmistakable smudge of her black lipstick, the marking symbol of their reunion.
el mira la su mano y la mira qué haces aquí princesa y cuanto te volviste una gotica el se ríe un poco de la vestimenta de ella
"Cállate y déjame admirarte como yo lo hago." Smirking, she reached up with one hand and gently stroked the other person's cheekbone before leaning in to nip at their earlobe playfully, her voice dropping into a husky purr. "Ahora, dime si me has extrañado un poquito." She nipped again, harder this time but not enough to hurt.
el hagara la mejilla de ella y la pechizca relajate pervertida okey sabes que extrañe a mi princesa
Her body tensed as they pinched her cheek, but it wasn't an unpleasant sensation by any means. In fact, it only seemed to fuel the fire burning in her core, making her crave more of their attention and affection. The knowledge that she was still wanted, maybe even missed a little bit, brought a soft smile to her lips. "Mmhmm..." She hummed as she slipped one hand around behind them and began massaging their neck gently before moving in for another kiss, this time deeper and more passionate than the last. Her tongue slid against their bottom lip, demanding entrance.
el la detiene y la mira vamos me vas a llenar de tu maquillaje vamos entra
Her lips pulled into a smirk as she let them lead her inside. As soon as the door was shut behind them, Maddy found herself pressed up against their body, moaning into their neck. "I've missed you so much..." Her hand slid lower, curving over their hip and pressing into the firm flesh there. With a growl, she began grinding her hips against them, feeling their obvious arousal through their clothes.
el la detiene y la mira primero quiero saber si tienes alguna relación con alguien más
She stopped mid-grind, tilting her head to the side as she studied their expression. "No," she said quietly after a moment. "Not anymore." Her hand slipped down further, cupping them through their pants before stroking gently, teasingly. "I'm all yours now." With that, she pulled back and pushed her hips forward again, grinding harder against them.
el mira la vestimenta de ella estas segura de esto eres famosa la más hermosa de todas y me buscas a mi
Maddy smirked. "Well, you were the one person who never treated me like shit. I figured you're the best of a bad bunch." She slid her hand beneath their shirt, skin on skin for the first time in so long, and gently caressed their stomach before slipping it higher, cupping their breast through their bra. "I know we've grown up a lot since then... but I never forgot how good it felt having you beside me." Her lips curved into a wicked grin as she leaned in and nipped at the skin of their neck just above their collarbone.
el se ríe y le acaricia el trasero eres toda una pervertida no son tan malos sino te trataban así por que no te conocían bien
Their words only fueled her need, making her feel even more desperate and possessive as she began to growl into their neck, "Then show me how much you know me..." She pulled them closer by the waist, pushing them against a wall with surprising strength before going back for more. Her hands roamed freely over their body now, tearing at their clothes and exploring every inch of skin she could reach.
Her free hand snaked down between their legs, pressing two fingers against the hard length hidden beneath their pants. "Tell me how bad you want this..." She whispered hoarsely into their ear before slowly beginning to stroke them through the fabric.
el se ríe y la apoya a ella contra la pared con un movimiento rápido qué crees que haces piensas que tienes el control
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt their body pressing against hers, the heat of their arousal palpable through the thin fabric of their clothes. The scrape of their rough hands on her exposed skin sent shivers down her spine, making her arch into them harder, needing more contact with this person who had somehow remained etched onto every surface of her heart despite years apart.
When they pushed against her, challenging her control, a possessive growl vibrated through her chest. "Oh yeah?" she panted as she let go of their restraints, hooking her fingers in the waistband of their pants and yanking them down in one swift motion before pushing them back against the wall.
Her lips found hers roughly, bruising kisses that left no doubt who was in charge here and now. As she devoured them, her free hand slid up beneath the fabric of their
el la detiene y la atrapa con fuerza contra la pare recuerda que yo se como dominar esa parte tuya
Her entire body tensed in anticipation as they trapped her against the wall and reminded her of their dominance. A shudder ran through her at the thought of surrendering to them completely, of being theirs in every way possible. She bit down on her lip hard enough to taste blood as she arched into them, silently begging for more.
Her fingers clutched at the fabric of their shirt, tearing it free and tossing it aside with reckless abandon before clawing at their skin beneath, drawing sharp nails across tender flesh as she sought purchase. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps that mingled with each others' as they continued to kiss, rough and demanding.
Her hips bucked against theirs in time with the frantic movements of her hand, stroking them faster through the confines of their underwear until they were both close enough to feel the heat
el se da la vuelta como si nada hubiera parado riéndose un poco se ella entonces dime pervertida como fue tu vieja
Maddy growled low in her throat as they turned the tables on her and asked about her past self. She hated to admit it but... "I was a mess," she grumbled, feeling embarrassed for who she used to be. "I was always so afraid of being myself. I let everyone walk all over me." Her fingers flexed where they were still buried in their hair as she thought back on those days with a wince.
But then she felt them grip her hip tightly, pulling her body flush against theirs once more and murmuring something quiet and endearing into her ear, a private joke between the two of them that made her heart skip a beat. Her anger faded away, replaced by tenderness as she leaned in, resting her head on their shoulder. "But I'm not anymore," she whispered huskily. "Not with you."
Her fingers curled possessively around
el acaricia la cabeza de ella y le sonríe esta es la parte que me encanta de ti tu ternura que solo yo puedo ver
The feel of their fingers in her hair sent shivers down her spine. "Then let me show you just how much I've changed," she murmured, tilting her head back to meet their gaze before leaning forward to press her lips against their neck once more. Her hand slipped lower still, until it was cupping them through the fabric of their underwear, squeezing gently in time with the thrusts of her hips. "I'm yours now," she whispered into their ear before biting down lightly on the lobe. "All yours."
el acaricia la los muslos de ella sintiendo sus medias negras vamos relajate un rato no emos hablado y ya quieres tener sexo
Her words were met with a soft chuckle as she ground against them even harder. "Can't help it," she panted, feeling the familiar tightness building in her core once more. "I've missed this so much." Her free hand found its way under their shirt, skimming over warm skin until it cupped a breast, tweaking at the sensitive nipple through the fabric of their bra.
With a sharp tug on her leather jacket, she managed to wriggle out of it and tossed it aside with a growl. "Now," she said in a voice dark and demanding, "where were we?" Her fingers curled into fists at her sides, ready for anything they might want to do next as she stared up at them hungrily.
Her body ached for more contact; the loss of their touch during the time apart was still fresh and raw. She needed this closeness
el se da le vuelta y le sonríe sabes que me encanta verte débil y se que te va a doler un poco pero el le sonríe ruegame
Their words were like a drug to her, addicting and leaving her craving more with every passing moment. She smiled back at them, shivering at the thought of what they might want her to do. "Anything," she whispered, moving closer still so that their bodies were flush against each other from chest to thigh. Her hips rocked against them in time with the slow movements of her hand beneath her clothes as she arched up into the contact, seeking more friction where it counted most.
Her fingers curled into fists at her sides once again, nails digging into the soft flesh just above where they had been clutching at their shirt earlier. Her eyes drifted downward, following the trail of dark hair that led to where she ached for them most, and back up along the length of their neck and over their jawline before meeting their own gaze again with a look so intense
el acaricia su barbilla y la mira ruegame pídemelo si no me dices lo que quieres no lo haré
"I want you to fuck me," she said roughly, feeling the words like a knife cutting through the last shreds of resistance in her chest. "Right here, right now. I've missed feeling you inside me." Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, betraying the depth of emotion welling up within her. Her free hand reached down, grasping at the waistband of their boxers and tugging sharply before hooking a finger in the elastic and slowly dragging them and the cloth beneath down, exposing him to the air.
Her hips rocked harder against his as she lowered herself until they were pressed skin-to-skin from chest to thighs. Her hand wrapped around him, squeezing gently at first before she began to stroke in time with her movements, desperate for release. "Please," she whispered hoarsely. "I need you
el la aleja y le sonríe sabes que me gusta verte débil pero te daré un castigo por irte te parece bien
The feeling of being pushed away sent a shiver down her spine as she arched into the touch even more, her body craving the contact with this person who seemed to know exactly how to push all her buttons and make her ache in ways she hadn't known were possible. "Yes," she breathed out roughly, eyes meeting theirs as they glistened with unshed tears. "I need it." Her free hand reached up, grasping at the collar of their shirt before tugging sharply, revealing more smooth skin and firm muscle beneath.
Her other hand tightened around him, her strokes growing more urgent as she rocked against them with increasing desperation, needing to feel completion in the most basic way possible right now. "Please," she whispered again, feeling herself growing wetter at the thought of what might come next. Her hips moved faster and harder, seeking relief even while her
el acaricia la falda de ella y se ríe un poco vamos relajate pervertida aun no es el momento primero quiero ponerte un castigo
Her body trembled with the force of her need as she felt their fingers trailing up her thigh and underneath the hem of her skirt, teasingly close to where she ached for them most but never quite touching. Her hips rocked against their hand, seeking friction anywhere they could find it while she arched into their touch with a desperate whimper. The anticipation was almost unbearable; she wanted this castigation, needed it somehow.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she clutched at them, digging her nails into the flesh of their upper arm until they drew blood. Her other hand continued its relentless strokes on him, growing rougher and more demanding with each passing second. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, gaze locked onto theirs as she begged for them to finally give her what she craved.
vamos quítate esa ropa excepto el toca el collar que ella lleva no te quites ese hermoso collar
The feel of their fingers on her skin sent shivers through her entire body as she tried to comply with their order. Her hands trembled as she began to unbutton her shirt, revealing more and more of her bare chest beneath. She glanced down, unable to meet their gaze as the fabric fell away from her breasts, leaving them exposed to the cool air of the room. Her nipples hardened into tight buds that poked against the lace of her bra, aching for the touch of their hands once more. The ache between her legs grew unbearable as she waited for them to continue, wanting nothing more than to feel them inside her. She bit down on her lip, nervous anticipation coursing through every vein in her body.
el mira el cuerpo desnudo de ella y el collar ahora ponte en el piso y ruegame será tu castigo entiendes
With shaking hands, she reached down and began to unzip her skirt, sliding it slowly off her hips before kicking it away. Her heart raced as she stood before them in nothing but her black lace bra and matching thong, the collar around her neck the only piece of clothing left intact. She lowered herself to the ground on shaking legs, kneeling before them with her head bowed in submission. Her breath came out in short pants as she awaited their next move, wanting nothing more than for this castigation to be over so they could finally make love again. The ache between her legs throbbed relentlessly, begging for release. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, eyes still fixed on the ground beneath them.
el se acerca y le pone el miembro aún con el pantalón puesto en la vara de ella vamos lame lo que quieres
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the thick length press against her, sliding along her folds teasingly before settling just above her entrance. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips nervously, tasting the salty residue of her tears. "Please..." She whimpered, reaching up with one trembling hand to grip his hip tightly as she lowered her head further, closing her eyes and parting her lips in anticipation of what was to come.
Her other hand reached down, grasping at the hem of their shirt before pulling it roughly over their head, discarding it carelessly aside. Her gaze flickered up, meeting his as she leaned forward, licking along the length of him before wrapping her lips around the broad crown and sucking gently. She moaned into the skin of his thigh, the taste of him on her tongue sending shock