Between Broken Glass and Butterflies(Psychic Rpg)

There was nothing elegant about his squeezing, fingers curling into the soft flesh, rutting his hips in full force, giving her a fucking with a kind of passion that Alexandra had never really saw from him before. Making grunts of passion, his other arm had found it's way to her throat and began to squeeze. Collaring her with nothing but his bare hands, delivering a tight squeeze to one of her dark nipples with his pointer finger and thumb, tugging at it with the kind of pull that brought her body along with him, the weight shifting into heavier slams that made the bed creak, threatening to break it while they were still on it, enraptured in the moment and unaware of the near devastation to her own apartment that it nearly caused.

 

"Mmm...I'm not sure how. But it works out in our favor." Her tone was a little more serious, as if half expecting birds to fly through the window or the ceiling to just straight up collapse on top of them. It wouldn't even feel out of place if it happened. Jack had positioned the lamp carefully, right in time with another hard thud that nearly sent back to the floor again. After making sure it would stand right on it's own, the water had reacted this time with the vibration, falling into a thin puddle on the floor, Laya perched on all fours as she wiped it up, stopping to glance at the wall during another slam, then back to Jack, staring up at him on all fours. The softness in her eyes had started to fade, as she crawled closer. He had difficult hiding his thoughts before, so she didn't believe she'd really stop him when she brought her against his crotch, still on the floor.

"...know what? Just, fuck it. If we can get killed at anytime, it should at least, be after we had a chance to do something. I don't even care anymore. I like you...so..." Her pinky finger was already reaching to pop open the button of his pants, but the brunette did pause long enough to properly gauge his reaction.

 

Jack was taken aback, as Laya suddenly crawled towards him and reached out for his crotch, Wh-What's gotten into her? First we nearly cause a disaster and now... Did the sounds of sex from over there excite her so much? Or is it the stress? But she's so sexy and beautiful... and that look in her eyes. We've all had a lot of stress... maybe doing this would be alright? Boy, I never imagined it would happen like this... how could I? The young man was slowly growing under her palm. He blushed looking down at her, 'I like you too, Laya.' Dropping the doc moniker for once. It was obvious he was alright with what she was doing.

 

"It's hard to pin down...I've been around all these super sexy people all day and it looks like if I'm going to die, there's nothing that can be done about it, so we might as well at least have fun before that happens." Letting his button go, she had went to unzipping this pants while bring her body closer, sitting upright on her knees. She already began to give him a few rapid strokes to pump him and get the blood flowing before his dick was even properly out of the underwear and in front of her face. Her smile had returned to looking friendl...ier. The soft touch of her hands kept his cock growing while the brown haired girl, gave a dirty smile. Jack was well aware at this point, that her mind was just as dirty as his, but this was the first time it really showed that much on her face.

"You probably have a list already of people you want to go far, don't you? Alexandria is definitely on there...what about the red head? I bet Adel is one of those bitches who will do anything once she get's in the ass....don't think about her butt right now or what Alex's boobs must feel like." Laya made her taunts by questioning him about other girls, lolling out her own tongue, the briefest flicker of contact against the tip before stopping, giving him a surprsingly serious look with her eyes. "Was I ever even on the list?"

 

She screams out again, her cunt clamping down on his cock as she cums. "More!"

 

He strained himself with each slam, sweat pouring down from the reckless speed and savage force brutalizing her cunt. "Dam...how much harder do you want it?" His inquiry didn't slow down his thrusts at all, or his rigid cock giving the occasional tingle of arousal while he timed his thrusts with her squirming. With all the screams, the sound of the creaking unfolded, his body right over his to pound with full efficiency until the creaked got louder and louder, the bed frame completely giving way and falling to the floor. He didn't slow down in the slightest, still tearing away wildly at the teacher's womanhood, ignoring the fact that they just destroyed her neighbor's bed. "Sing for me."

 

Alexandra wraps her legs around her lover's waist, not caring about the damage to the bed, pulling him deep inside her. "Give me everything!" Her cunt, slick with her juices, welcomes his cock inside her. Her attraction to Damian, and the taboo nature of their relationship, means that the sex between them was always electric, but it had never been this good.

It only takes a few thrusts before her head reels back, and she lets out yet another scream, her juices spraying out against Damian's thighs, as the dark skinned woman reaches for him, her lips meeting his as she clings to him desperately, thrusting forward her chest so that he can play with her sensitive breasts more easily.

 

Jack couldn't believe his luck, as the beautiful brunette opened his pants and exposed his quickly hardening cock. He groaned at her touch and it didn't take long for his flaccid cock to grow to its full size. He definitely was a grower, sporting quite a respectable length and girth, one might not expect it from his innocent-looking face. He blushed, the brunette being the first woman to see him fully erect, 'Oooh~, I, uh, a list? I didn't think that far ahead. But... I've fancied Alexandra since high school, yes. And the redhead... she scares me... but that makes it exciting too.' He shook his head, 'I would never think of them with you here with me holding my cock.' He shuddered as her tongue flicked against his tip, and blushed, 'Your cleavage caught my attention the moment I woke up in the hospital, Laya.'

 

His cock was starting to twitch more and more, increasingly eager to unload into her, but his passion was still rising and only getting more inflamed for each drop of her fem cum that got along his cock. Leaning back, she helped him mount his erection, impaling her down to the womb. Seeing the first wave of pleasure overtake her, he cracked a smile. "That's one...we can go for more."

He was holding back his urge to just completely lose it all in her perfect cunt, focused on driving up over the edge. Again and again. His lips were everywhere. On hers. Her shoulders, neck, and on absolutely every inch of her mounds and nipples, flicking one with his tongue as he gave another deep thrust that connected their bodies right down to the base.

 

"I remember that." Her laugh was a little more daring, still only in her tanktop that showcased her globes, his top down view letting him see everything down her shirt, raising herself up and cupping up her tits so that his cockhead would met right in the center of them if it weren't for her shirt in the way. But she still kept them lifted and brought them to centering around his cock, the cloth of the shirt the only thing keeping them from feeling them completely bare. "Well, I was kind of hoping we'd get to to know each other more before I let you mess around with these...but..." She pulled him down by the waist, guiding him to sit above her while her back went to the wet floor, but not seeming to even mind, lifting her shirt upwards and showing off some impressive flexibility that Jack barely noticed when his cock had somehow worked it's way under her shirt, between her tits, but still leaving them covered from his eyesight, the cockhead poking through the valley of cleavage and dangerously close to touching her tongue. "

We're you thinking of them like this? Or was it with your face right in them? Maybe using them to massage you in the shower?" None of these ideas coming out of her mouth were Jack's. It made him wonder if she had already thought of them before with how easily they came out of her mouth, but there was no clues about that, only the sensation of her tongue flicking and swirling across the tip.

 

"Yesssss." She breathes out, twitching and writhing at his touch.

 

His final few thrusts were starting to edge on, but faster and harder than she thought was possible from him before, and ending with one final strong thrust spearing down into her cunt, a whole flood released into the dark skinned woman's womb. His cock still rested inside her, but he wasn't finished with playing and teasing with her body, biting down on those perky, juicy nipples, a sharp tug at her clit, he still toyed with her body. "I'll make you cum as many times you want. How many do you want? I won't let it be lower than, at least, three times. My sexy girl's face when she's moaning. That's all I want to see."

 

Shit, she's a wild one... Jack looked shocked, as Laya brought him down to the floor with her and placed his cock between her tits, under her tank top. He groaned in pleasure again, as she licked his tip, 'Ugh~, I didn't really have time to fantasise about them, with all the crazy stuff going down. But.. all of those sound heavenly. Aghn~, God, that feels good, Laya.' Are those her own fantasies? Maybe she really liks having her breasts played with... He slowly started to rock his hips, savouring the feeling of her skin on his cock. What's going on today? I think I died and went to heaven... what a woman.

 

Steve thinks before answering her question he answers vaguely mentions being struck outdoors, but not certain how or about reading minds. Then he asks his own questions by first sending a message to Laya through mind reading.

Slowly brush your hand up my leg. We need to distract her. Don’t be afraid.

He then talks to Detective Brigs “I must resist answering anymore from you without some purpose of this investigation explained to me. Do you mind coming a little closer, so I’m not straining so much.”

 

"Yesssss." She breathes out, twitching and writhing at his touch.

She moans lewdly onto his neck. "As many times as you want. Use me, baby."

 

She didn't say anything, but from the sounds of her lips humming onto his cock, it sounded like agreement. She was really into this. For a mostly sweet enough girl, she was enthusiastic with how she licked and sucked along his cock, pressing her tits together to masturbate in her mouth. Laya's ability was shockingly-maybe not shockingly-well practiced too. She didn't struggle at all with fitting and accommodating it's size into her mouth, peeking it's way down her throat, and no signs of her letting up.

 

'Oh~, fuck,' Jack groaned again, her well-practiced attentions on his cock giving the teen pleasure he had never known. Aw damn, I didn't know it would feel this good! If she keeps going like that I'll cum in a second... Jack couldn't quite believe how easy she took his cock down her mouth and throat. The feeling of her constricting throat nearly too much for him, Fuuuck, don't blow it now! He obviously didn't have the stamina to match the cock... yet. 'Shit~, Laya, I'm too close...' She could feel his cock start to pulse, the young man would probably explode in her mouth any second.

 

"Well...it's....how do I put it....unusual circumstances. Not quite enough to call it a false alarm, but nothing dangerous really happened. On the other hand, there's clear evidence of some kind of tampering with the hospital....at this current juncture we don't have sufficient evidence to make a claim." Dr.Cho had dealt with enough officers at the hospital before to know the translation of their jargon to "I don't know."

"Okay. I-" Laya had nodded, both along with Brigs talking and Cho's silent one...but it was interrupted by the sudden pale look she got. The apparent detective lowered her notebook to approach, looking worried when Laya stumbled a step forward and nearly collapsed. "Hey, are you okay?"

She didn't get a proper answer before the brunette brushed past her, the light haired woman failing to notice what Cho did that the illusory version of Laya breezing right past her shoulder when they clipped. Briggs stood where she was for a second, but proceeded to follow Laya out who pushed open the door. "Just need the bathroom!" Laya's voice hollered, what Dr.Cho knew was a lame excuse...but he couldn't feel her presence anymore. He didn't need to understand a lot of powers to draw the conclusion that this version of her was disappearing. For what reason, was another question. He was left in the room for a solid twenty minutes, before the detective returned looking worried.

"...she's been in there for a while. I'm going to assume, she doesn't want to talk today. That just means we can focus on you then." Being left alone in the room with the detective...her questioning didn't change at all. Simple things. Maintenance. Suspicious people. Work schedules. It wasn't anything too out of the ordinary. If anything, her visit seemed to be the most simple thing that transpired. She didn't make any sudden moves or do anything strange. It was hard to say how much time passed, her thoughts unreadable, but her face getting increasingly disappointed each time she didn't hear a clear answer. About halfway into the third round of her repeating things she already asked, the doctor could hear the phone buzz by his table. The noise managed to make her lookup from her notebook. "Do you need to get that?"

He already knew of these alleged messages before he took a look at it. There was no way to know what to be expecting from this alleged prophecy type being/machine/collective?

Please, refrain from talking to yourself.

Hearing it, makes the other patients in the hospital uncomfortable. You've been through a lot. We cannot tell you what to do. But if we could, we'd tell you to find a new coping mechanism.

"Everything alright or do we need to stop?...maybe today isn't the ideal day for this. We can talk another time." Reaching into her coat, she offered him a contact card and stepped close to slide it into his hands. "Just in case you remember anything, here's my card." She already stepped away, turning around to walk out...and while he held her desk number card in his hand..he noticed something unusual about it...it was hard to pinpoint...it didn't feel exactly like regular paper or lament. The texture was more soft..and almost plush, but the card remained looking completely plain outside of how it felt. The phone on his side started to buzz again.

What do you have there?

"Worried about something? Dr.Mason, will be fine, I'm sure. Just get some rest of your own, unless you feel like just getting things over with now?" The follow up questioning coming from the detective woman who was just reaching for the door, still examining the doctor...clearly, not convinced he was telling her everything, but still sounding genuinely concerned.

 

"Then maybe, I'll just make you keep cumming forever." He was intent to deliver on his promise, giving a stinging slap to her ass, that he didn't give her a chance to moan out for, asserting his dominance with another kiss, traveling down into her throat, delivering another powerful blow to make her whole body quiver, still with his cock relaxed inside, starting to harden again. It went on like this for a bit, until he broke away to take her to the floor, doggystyle. He took hold of her tits using them as the only thing he gripped for balance and control, getting back to work on his promise that she wouldn't be able to walk by the time they were done.

 

Hearing his struggling, she didn't ease up. Holding her own tits, the outline of her nipples could be clearly made out through her top and fingers tweaked at them along with the circular motions she made. rubbing Jack down at every angle, her waist pivoted and squirmed, working her attempts at getting as much of her own pleasure as possible from it, her palms kept to the rotations while the masturbation with her breasts only kicked up in speed. Her lips slid back somewhat against the head, allowing herself more room to breath and work her tongue at the sensitive areas of his shaft. While she eased off only a little bit, her mouth was still stuffed with his cock only making gargled noises of whatever she was trying to say.

"Wharrre yuuooo gohin' toou sprah?"