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[everywere]

I'm not a morning person. Or a morning... whatever I am. Maybe it's the cat part of me but I hate getting out of bed in the morning. I can do it if I have to but I don't like it. Fortunately the amazing woman I share a bed with is very understanding about that and when she doesn't have to get up early for works she stays in bed with me.

Scooting over I press up against her back, her smaller form half curled up on her side. I know she's awake but I'm glad that she's still here. I'm always happier when I wake up with her neck to me. I curl my body up around hers and put an arm over her, wrapping it around her and pulling her close before I nuzzle along the back of her neck.

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[irishcoffee]

It was the happiest thing she'd ever had to get used to, the very non-morning person she was living with, and the best part was never knowing which one she'd find. The grumbling bear, the purring cat, the low growl of the wolf...or the affectionate human.

The warm, smooth arm against the bare skin of her stomach and the lips on her neck were all the hints she needed that her Jack was human this morning. And because it was more fun this way, she played possum and pretended to still be asleep.

[everywere]

I give an amused growl as she doesn't move, apparently feigning sleep, even though I can tell that she's awake. I shift against her a bit, body pressing and moving against hers as my hand slowly moves down her stomach, almost casually. We'll see just how long she can pretend to be asleep.

Smiling against her skin I graze my teeth lightly along her shoulder before kissing the same spot.

[irishcoffee]

The problem with the game, she found about two minutes later, was that she couldn't moan when she wanted to. Damn, but she wanted to moan...and she wanted to move back against him. She did neither, by sheer force of will.

[everywere]

She's really playing to win this morning. I can feel her trying hard not to react and she's doing a damn good job of it. I can also sense her arousal though so I know it's a battle she's going to eventually lose.

I move my hand between her legs, not touching where it's most sensitive but letting it rest there as I begin to kiss along her shoulder and neck. I shift my hips forward more, hard cock pressing against her ass and I give out a low growl at the feel of it.

[irishcoffee]

He was so not playing fair. Especially with the slow roll of his hips against her and his hands just teasing where her body was start to ache for him. Unbidden, she rocked back against his lap, just once, wanting to feel his cock along her skin, and hopefully, get his fingers closer to where she needed them.

Then she stilled herself again. That little act could be unconscious, right? Something she'd do in her sleep?

[everywere]

"Mmmmmm."

I give a soft hum and smile against her skin. When she moves back I know she's close to losing it, which makes me back off a bit. I don't snuggle quite so close and my hand moves from between her legs to along her hip. I start kissing down her back now, scooting a bit under the covers as my lips move down her spine.

[irishcoffee]

It took everything she had not to growl when he moved away. Even with her best effort, a blast of gale force wind hit the side of the house and the windows rattled. Regardless, she kept still and endured the delicious torture of his lips on her bare skin.

[everywere]

I take it as a point of pride that what I'm doing is causing her to shake the entire house. I continue to kiss down her body, lips lingering on her lower back as I bury myself further under the covers.

Her skin and body feel so soft and I'm always amazed that I get to touch her. Every inch of her is perfect as far as I'm concerned and the fact that I get to do this to her is incredible.

When my lips move along her ass I put my hands to her hips and gently lift and push her so that she's on her stomach and I'm between her legs. Grinning, I lick along the inside of her thigh, my tongue long and rough like a cat.

[irishcoffee]

The swipe of his tongue at the inside of my thigh snaps the last bit of restraint I have and a moan escapes. I try to smother it in the pillow, but I know with his hearing, there's no hope it escapes his notice.

Beyond caring about winning or losing by this point, my hips raise and my legs open, just a little.

[everywere]

I give a pleased rumble as she opens her legs up a bit and her ass sticks up in the air. I reward her by leaning in and running my tongue along her slit, licking the folds as my hands move up to grip her ass tightly. My cock is hard and aching at this point but right now I'm focused on driving her crazy.

[irishcoffee]

I passed crazy about five minutes ago, but I'm not about to let on, not yet. I've already let it slip that I'm awake so now I'm determined to not show the flood of lust from one swipe of his tongue. The only reaction I give him is to open my legs a little wider and move my ass a little higher.

Then I bury my face in the pillow to muffle as much of the whimpering as possible.

[everywere]

My tongue moves inside of her, twisting as I groan in pleasure at the taste and feel of her. It moves deep inside of her, rubbing against the inner walls and teasing around that spot inside of her that I know drives her wild. As her ass raises up in the air my hands pull her cheeks apart in preparation for what I'm going to do next.

[irishcoffee]

My teeth clench so hard together that I can actually hear the sound of it, but I manage to keep from moaning loud enough for him to hear. It's almost becoming painful, staying still and quiet when I want to release at least a little of the pressure with moans and whimpers.

I manage until his hands are on my ass again, and I feel another crush of lust fill me.

[everywere]

My tongue continues to move inside of her and finally I push it against that bundle of nerves inside of her, wanting to make her scream with pleasure after she's been so quiet and trying so hard to be completely still.

[irishcoffee]

The pressure of his tongue so deep and in just the right place undoes me completely. My head comes off the pillow, my back arches and I scream his name. Shudders wrack my body and my hips want to move, to thrust, like my body is searching for his cock, needing it. Not like it at all. Exactly that.

"Jack," I gasp out as I try to get my breathing back. "Need you."

[everywere]

Smirking I slowly remove myself and give her a smack on the ass. I love it when I can make her react like that, comlpetely lose herself.

"Good morning," I tell, licking again, this time my tongue sliding along her clit.

[irishcoffee]

I don't squeal so much as moan when his hand connects with my ass. Moan, and shudder. Any retort I was going to make to his cheery morning greeting, and I was going to make one, gets lost when his tongue strokes me again.

"Fuck," I manage to pant out.

[everywere]

"Soon enough," I promise her as I pull back again, a hand replace my tongue. I tease her a bit longer before my tongue moves again, this time sliding up to her crack and pressing against her pucker.

[irishcoffee]

"Soon eno--?" My question is cut off mid-word the second his tongue slides along the seam of my ass and pushes against the resistant muscle. "Ohfuck," I moan again. My legs, already trembling from recent orgasm, start shaking again. This time from a flood of lust so strong, it's almost like I hadn't just come screaming moments ago.

[everywere]

My tongue presses harder and pushes inside of her as my thumb starts to rub against her more and a finger slips inside of her slit. Another benefit of being a shapeshifter is the ability to shift and contort my hands and didgits until they're any shape and size I want. Which means while my tongue works her ass, I can have a thumb rub her clit and my finger fill her pussy and rub her g-spot.

[irishcoffee]

My mind is a complete blank. I can't think of words, odds are I'd have a hard time saying my own name. Right now, Jack's all there is. I can't see past him, think past the sensations flooding my body and the animal lust as my body moves against his tongue and fingers, trying to get more, get closer.

[everywere]

I give her what she wants, pushing my tongue further inside of her ass and stroking her clit and g-spot even more. I want to give her more than she can handle, to practically break her with pleasure and do the things to her that only I can do to her. I love it when she absolutely loses it for me.

[irishcoffee]

And lose it I do, a few moments later. My entire body seizes from the spasms that hit me. The walls of my pussy close around his fingers, muscle tightens around his tongue, and I almost lose my voice from the force of screaming his name as a crack of lightning strikes the ground not ten feet from the house.

[everywere]

When it's finally subsided I pull back and out of her feeling incredibly smug and pleased with myself. How many people can say that they've made someone orgasm so hard they caused lightning?

"You're awake," I say, curling up to her and pressing close so that she can feel just how excited I am.

[irishcoffee]

It's amazing, but even through two intense orgasms and my body still twitching from both of them, there's still that ache of need deep in my belly. Orgasm is release, and a good thing, even a great thing. But it's not the same as when he fucks the orgasm out of me, when his cock fills me so completely...

My ass moves against his groin and I use what muscle strength I have to wiggle just a little.

"Smart ass," I respond.