howlingplayground | For Miles

For Miles

It's an interesting dynamic, being a lover for a reporter. But that's not what's on her mind when she slips through Seattle, headed toward his place. She has information for him. It's tucked safely away between her breasts in a small flashdrive that she'd used to steal the information for Miles.

The doorman to Miles's building smiles and tips his hat to the pretty young thing that comes to see the rather intense reporter.

She steps into the elevator and heads up to Miles's place.

Stepping inside of his apartment is always an adventure. She's never sure if she's going to find him buried in research or take out boxes. "Hello, darling." She says, slipping inside. She puts her purse down on a table covered in papers, and smiles to the reporter.

Normally, she stays far away from reporters and she never turns on a client. This client, however, had done something unspeakable. He'd bought and sold human flesh. Heather will put up with many things, but this is not something she will tolerate.

So, she'd offered to help the police, but none of them would listen to her. That's when she'd found Miles, through one of his other exposes. "Darling, you'll never guess what I've got for you...." She teases, leaning over in front of him. The flashdrive peeks up through her breasts.

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"Just... don't... stop." She pants out, bracing her hands on the bed. She needs this. She needs the release every once in a while. If it gets bad she can do it herself, but usually, she goes looking for someone to do it for her.

And Miles is a very good someone to do it with. He's such a good boy, doing as he's told.

Her world whites out as her body contracts around him. He's done his job well. She can feel her knees shaking, but she doesn't stop pushing back against him, wanting him to get there too.

One thing Miles really likes to do is get the person he's with off first, so he's feeling pretty good about that right now. And Heather wants to make sure he gets off too, and she's doing a damn good job of it.

It doesn't take much longer for him to come, too, and he moans her name. "Heather...oh God." His legs feel like they're about to give out, and he leans down over her, planting gentle kisses on her neck and back.

Is there anything better than the feeling of true completion after a good hard fuck? No there isn't. Trust her she's a professional.

She sighs, shivering as she can feel his last throes twitching inside her. She practically purrs when he kisses her neck. "Such a good boy." Heather murmurs. Gently and carefully she crawls onto the bed, disengaging from him. She rolls onto her back and holds out a hand for him. "Now tell me what I can do for you, hmm?"

There's always her bag of tricks back at the hotel. Though she doubts he is up for that right now. She does plan to fuck hon some more today. Later though.

Miles is still shivering, too, because oh God it feels good to have an orgasm with someone else after so long.

He takes her hand when it's offered and crawls onto the bed himself. "Nothing yet," he says, and nuzzles her neck. Hey, he's a cuddler. "Gotta give me some time to recover. So? Is that what you wanted?"

It does feel good, doesn't it? Like an actual orgasm that she doesn't have to fake, or pretend that it's greater than it is.

She snuggles into him. Hey, she likes a snuggle now and again too. She cards her fingers through his hair, settling him onto her shoulder.

"Mmm, a very wonderful beginning, darling." She drops a kiss on his forehead. She trails her fingers over his bare skin. She loves the slide of skin on skin. She misses times like this when she's slipping out of bed from a client she's thoroughly placated. But with a lover - someone she takes to her bed because she wants to - she's very tactile and just wants to touch everything.

"Beginning? Mm, I like the sound of that," he murmurs against her, kissing her neck. It's nice to have someone's hands on his skin and in his hair. No matter how cute and funny you are, if people can't get past the fact that you've been disfigured, you spend a lot of nights going home alone. (Never mind that he can still use his remaining fingers quite effectively, thank you...)

~~She's going to test that later.~~

She chuckles, kissing his head. He's adorable. "Yes, beginning." She purrs, stretching out against him. She rolls up on her hip and looks down at him. "Unless you have somewhere you'd rather be?" She sincerely hopes not, but his dogged determination is one thing she does admire about him.

Heather kisses his lips. "I could go get my bag of toys, if you'd like?" Her tone is teasing, but her eyes are serious.

"I can clear my schedule," he says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Ah, the joys of self-employment. ~~Or unemployment.~~

"Mm, you could? How long would that take?" Because he's never one to back down from a challenge. "Because I don't think I want you to run off just yet."

"Yes, I could." Her bag of tricks has all sorts of things in it. She's certain that they could find something in it to satisfy the pair of them. "How long? About twenty minutes, if I walk fast." She's not staying that far from his apartment. Close enough that a cab would take too long, but far enough that walking takes a few minutes.

She leans down and kisses him again, smiling. "But it can wait. I'm not sure my knees will hold me yet."

"Good, because I'm not ready for you to leave. Even if it's only for twenty minutes." Clingy much? He enjoys human contact, especially now. He's a bit of a cuddleslut in addition to being a regular slut. Sometimes he just wants someone to be with him.

He kisses her. "Unless you have somewhere to be and need to leave me here all on my lonesome."

She chuckles, tracing his face with her fingers. "No, I have nowhere to be. Not even a client tonight." She whispers. "You and I have an entire day to do as we please."

Heather rubs her leg against his. "I'm sure we can find something to fill the time."

She certainly hopes so.

Miles sleeps better when there's someone next to him - of course, he doesn't want to sleep now, but maybe later. He's really happy that she has nowhere to be. There's nothing worse than someone getting off and just leaving.

"I'm sure we can, too," he says, stroking her hair. "I'm open to ideas, you know."

She smiles, turning her head to kiss his palm. "Well, my first idea is to order some good food, not that take out crap you eat." Because fuel will be needed. "Then, I'm going to stay naked the entire day and use you as my boy toy." She nips his bottom lip. "What do you say?

"Hey, that's the best fried rice in the city," he jokes. "But yeah. That sounds...perfect." He is 100% okay with the idea of her using him as her boy toy.

"First, though, before you go anywhere..." He trails his left hand down her body, his thumb brushing over her nipple, and gently strokes her sex with his index finger, brushing against her clit. He likes the way she responds to his touch.

"The best fr-" She breaks off, hissing in a breath as he touches her. She settles on her back, her legs spread. She's perfectly willing to let him play her body for a little while.

Her hips rise, chasing after that finger, and after all the things it can promise her. "Tease me." She whispers into his ear. She combs her fingers through his hair.

"Make me want you, Miles." She hisses out, nibbling his ear.

"I don't think there's gonna be much making involved," he says, and strokes her again. It's one hell of an ego boost to have her respond like that, and to keep touching him like she is. Her hand in his hair is perfect, and when she nibbles on his ear, he groans quietly. Yep. She found a sensitive spot.

She groans against his ear. Her hips chase after the stroking. She's always been sensitive and it helps that she just had an orgasm not too long ago.

"Think I'm easy, do you?" She teases him, kissing down his neck. She strokes her fingers through his hair.

She trails her hand down his arm and guides his fingers, pressing them harder against her. Heather is not shy.

"Not at all," he says, "but you haven't kicked me out of bed, which means you must want me."

He takes the hint and strokes a little harder, a little faster. He wants to make sure she's well and truly sated before she goes anywhere.

Heather chuckles against his neck. Her breath quivers slightly. "Think you can make me come again?" She whispers, scraping her teeth against his ear.

Oh, she likes that he took the hint. She groans, lifting her hips.

Pushing him over, she straddles him. She kisses him, tangling her fingers in his hair. Resting on her knees, she keeps plenty of room between the pair of them, wanting to tease him with the possibilities.

"Did you just challenge me?" he breathes, amused. "You know how I am about challenges."

Then she pushes him over and straddles him, and his mind starts to run wild. There's so much he wants to do with her right now.

"Gotta say, I love the view," he says, running his hands up her body.

She chuckles. "Not only did I challenge you, I made it so I have very limited use of my hands." She points out. She leans down and kisses him though.

"I'm glad you like the view." She's proud of her body. She's just glad someone else likes it and is willing to say that. "Now, about that challenge..."

"About that challenge," he echoes. "I think I'm ready to go again." Sure enough, he's stirring to life again beneath her. "Of course, I can always do something else, but like I said...I love the view."

She chuckles, leaning down to lick her way into his mouth. "I think you should wait." She says, her eyes sparkling wickedly. "Of course, I do like riding...." She purrs, leaning down to kiss his neck. "How about you make the choice. My body is here for you to toy with as you please."

"Hey, I thought I was here to be the toy," he points out with a grin. "But, hmm...I can wait. I don't want to, but I can."

He kisses her. "You know, I've been told I have a very smart mouth. I can always make that useful..."

She leans down and nips his ear. "You are very smart-mouthed." She pretends to contemplate it. "And you should wait. A gentleman always allows a lady to go first." She grins. She's no lady.

"Why don't you make that mouth useful?" She purrs.

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