Pestering seismic_sense

[allbedestroyed]

It takes a while to scour the compy pen for any escape routes, and then another while to check all the others since Muldoon can't help but be thorough. Then there are people to needle (metaphorically, of course, he's not the metalbender), and a change up in security measures to oversee. All before he does anything to step outside his workplace.

Thankfully Lin Beifong is as dedicated to her work as he is to his, so he's not too concerned about how late he arrives. It doesn't make it any less strange coming into a police station with a metal cage in hand. He can't quite tell if it reminds him of dealing with pest control or whether it makes him feel like one. In this case he supposes he is acting like pest control. Even if he would fight anyone who tried to hurt the silly creature.

After being directed to the appropriate door, Muldoon takes a moment to clear his head and remind himself to stay focused. Then he knocks on the door.

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[seismic_sense]

She moans, wildly, hands reaching over her head to grip the sheets, a grin seemingly plastered on her face.

Oh, it has clearly been a long enough time for him, too.

"Come on," she urges, "keep going." She licks her lips, body arching up as best she can to meet his thrusts. "Keep making us feel good..."

And the faster he goes, the more it becomes just urging moans, eyes locking on his.

[allbedestroyed]

It's not as if he needs more instruction. The primal reaction to her pleased moaning is more than enough. She's not wrong, either. He has been a while. A long while. There's no time for a personal life with the work he does. So finding someone like-minded, and having their bodies connect so blissfully? Well. He's going to make sure they both feel as good as they possibly can.

He goes hard and fast, growling as he puts his sculpted muscles to good use. It's holding out for her that becomes the biggest task. Following the trail of her reactions to just the right spot... and holding it until neither of them can bear it. Once he finds it, he fucks her as hard and fast and deep and he possibly can until he comes.

Afterwards he has to take a moment as the ecstasy washes over him, before he slowly lowers her hips down onto the bed again and leans over her while he catches his breath. The only way he can hide his smile is by kissing her neck while his pulse tries desperately to calm back down.

[seismic_sense]

The process builds and builds and builds until there's simply no way to contain it - and she flies over the edge just moments before he does, screaming in pleasure as her first proper orgasm in entirely too long just floods over her entire body.

She waits until they've caught their breath, moaning as he kisses her neck - one of approval this time. And then she moves, to catch him and turn him under her so she's on top, grinning down at him and kissing him eagerly.

"Mmmm, that was perfect," she says, with a purr. "You wait there, I'll be right back," she adds, as she sits up, stretching like a cat and disappearing from the bedroom. Not for long, though.

She soon returns, short stops made in other rooms - his shirt casually worn over her shoulders, a pair of glasses filled with water clinking in one hand, and an apple grabbed from the kitchen in the other. One glass is given to him and she slides onto the bed, straddling him casually, leaning forward to put her own glass on the bedside table, and taking a bite of the apple.

She is definitely not done with him tonight. But for the moment...

"That's how to break a dry spell," she says.

[allbedestroyed]

Being happily dazed, she catches him completely off guard with the switch. He doesn't have time to yelp. He barely has a moment for a surprised laugh before she's kissing him. It's easy to match her enthusiasm, fingers sliding up through her hair as he kisses back until she sits up again.

All attention is on her as she stretches and gets up. Any parting straight after sex is never ideal, but he takes the opportunity to admire her from a different angle than before, his gaze completely unguarded both as she leaves and when she returns. Seeing his shirt gets a chuckle. It suits her. But then most uniforms probably suit her. And he's biased about both uniforms and Lin.

Muldoon sits up on his elbows to take a generous swig of his water, sighing with contentment. "Thanks." A grin twists his lips. "For the water and the compliment."

That grin stays firmly in place as he shakes his head. "If you're going to do something, you should do it properly. Besides, disappointing you wasn't an option."

[seismic_sense]

Perhaps not ideal, but necessary to her purpose. Which is to let the batteries recharge, her hips straddling his. She crosses her arms over his shoulders, kissing him before replying.

"Good attitude," she says, drawing back enough to take a bite of the apple, offering it to him silently.

"And you absolutely didn't. You were wild," she adds, clearly complimentary.

[allbedestroyed]

Setting his glass aside to join hers, he takes the apple, indulging in a large, crunching bite. It's a good choice, sweet and satisfying.

"You don't seem like the kind of woman who cares much for anything too tame," he teases in return. "Unless, maybe, you tamed it yourself."

[seismic_sense]

She smile sneaks across her face only for a moment.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she replies, flagrantly and obviously lying. He's perceptive, another good feature.

"But you certainly seem to be somebody who knows how to feel alive."

[allbedestroyed]

"Life is too short, and too dangerous, not to live to the fullest." Something he knows with certainty that she understands. Probably better than most. Even if, like him, she appears not to always abide by such a philosophy.

Just because they obey the rules doesn't mean they don't know how to have fun. They just tend to do it more... privately.

[seismic_sense]

She absolutely understands it. Neither of their jobs is exactly conducive to being...well, calm to say the least. She didn't know everything about his job, but there had to be worse things he had to watch out for. Much like she had to in hers.

She takes another bite of the apple, free hand idly playing over his stomach.

"Absolutely and entirely correct," she says, with a smile that indicates she is very much just waiting for him to be able to go again.

[allbedestroyed]

This realisation only comes to him after he finishes the last of his water. Setting the glass down again, his head tilts, eyebrow rising at her.

"I'm getting the impression I didn't satisfy you enough." He shifts her to sit up properly, feigning seriousness as he talks. "I'm not leaving here until I have, you know."

[seismic_sense]

She puts a hand on the back of his neck, looking into his eyes.

"Don't even pretend," she replied, with a grin, "that you didn't. But it's been a long time, and I am feeling very, very greedy as a result."

She kisses him then, biting his lower lip, pulling slightly before letting go. Her hand drops down his body, reaching for him and wrapping her fingers around him and giving his cock a gentle squeeze.

"But if it keeps you here until we're both exhausted and utterly spent..."