revmeup | call me out

[ The vibrations around his cock leave him practically trembling for her. When he sees her reach down between her legs, he knows he's not going to last much longer. Watching her touch herself is one of the hottest things he's ever seen.

His eyes meet hers as his body tenses. They've done this enough times that Harley knows his tells before he's about to come. The muscles in his legs seize and his head falls back as he lets go. ]

Harley!

[ His moan when he comes is one of feral pleasure, a sound that only Harley has ever heard. No woman has ever made him come as hard as she has. He pushes in as far as he can and tugs at her hair as he releases in her mouth, hips continuing to buck against her face. ]

[ Harley's eyes water as he thrusts into her throat and she blinks them clear so she can watch his face when he orgasms. Malcolm is always achingly handsome but she might love this expression the most, because she's the only one who gets to see it.

Her fingers are working at a frenzied pace inside herself, trying desperately to catch up with him. When he finally lets go and she feels that hot burst hit the back of her throat, it's all she can do to keep swallowing while her own orgasm pushes her over the edge with him.

When he's finished, when they both are, her thighs are still shaking and her breath comes in heaving gasps. Her face is wet with tears and sweat and saliva. She knows she's a mess but she feels too good to care. ]

Worth a seven hour drive?

[ Malcolm lays panting on the bed, a thin sheen of sweat covering his body. He gives her a lazy, satisfied grin and pulls her up onto the bed next to him. Harley's a mess, and of course he briefly wonders if he hurt her, but there's a smile on her face. She loved it as much as he did. ]

You're worth any drive.

[ He kisses her unabashedly, cupping her face and holding her close to him. Malcolm only lets go when they have to breathe again. ]

Did you finish? I wanted to watch you touch yourself.

[ He's normally not so blunt with his desires, but maybe it's the huge dose of dopamine he just got that's making him lose all of his inhibitions. ]

[ Harley laughs breathlessly and runs her slick fingertips across his lips. ]

I can go again.

[ She slides one arm around his shoulders to hold him close. With her other hand she reaches between her legs again and begins with soft teasing strokes over her wet folds. ]

You sure you just want to watch?

[ Malcolm licks at her fingers when she puts them to his lips. Despite just coming, the sight of her with her hand between her legs lights him up in every way possible. ]

For now.

[ He grins at her, then turns his gaze downward so that he can watch her, his eyes already starting to glaze over with lust. ]

[ Harley keeps her touch light and it's still enough to make her arch off the bed, but part of that is from the way he's looking at her. She knows that look well, and everything it promises makes her breath catch.

Her mouth hangs open and she licks her lips when their eyes meet. The hand pressed between his shoulders slides up to the back of his neck to pull him in for a desperate, messy kiss. ]

Ohh fuck. This isn't gonna take long.

[ Malcolm hates to take his eyes off what she's doing, but he kisses her, nibbling at her lower lip. He could let her finish herself off, knowing that he would probably still be able to make her come again, but he doesn't want to overwhelm her. Reaching down, he pulls her hand from between her legs and brings it to his mouth, sucking the juices off of her fingers.

He flips them so that her back is on the bed and he moves between her legs. After kissing a trail down her chest, he puts her legs up over his shoulders, spreading them open so that he can get down between them. ]

Malcolm, Malcolm...

[ Harley's fingers tangle in his hair and she babbles helplessly as he kisses a trail down her body. Begging, praising, pleading for what he's already giving her. Her legs part for him easily and her heels dig into his back. Her hips raise to meet his mouth. ]

[ His name from her lips in that tone goes straight to his cock. Fortunately, he feels like he can wait a bit longer before needing some satisfaction. Satisfying her is almost equally satisfying for him.

He puts his hands on the small of her back and lifts her hips up the rest of the way to his mouth. Malcolm presses his mouth against her and lets out a little moan, a thirsty man finally being given a drink. He doesn't tease; immediately his tongue finds her clit and begins flicking it back and forth. ]

[ Harley cries out, nearly a scream of pleasure, and bucks up against his tongue. Every muscle in her legs is straining. Her hands twist the blankets in a white-knuckled grip. Everything he does is too much and not enough. She doesn't even try to hold back the rush of orgasm. Malcolm always gives her more than she asks for. ]

[ They'll probably end up waking up half of the hotel, but whatever. Malcolm will deal with it if they get told to keep it down. For now, he's going to savor every noise of pleasure that she makes.

He turns his eyes towards hers as she comes, loving the way her body twists in pleasure. It was a quick orgasm, so Malcolm keeps lapping at the wetness in front of him. He hasn't had his fill of her yet, though he knows she's sensitive, so he avoids her clit and focuses on her folds. ]

[ All the tension in Harley's body fades away and she practically melts under him. There's a tremble in her thighs from two strong orgasms back to back, and although Malcolm is trying not to overwhelm her she still whimpers and moans at every pass of his tongue. ]

God. Fuck. You really are a fucking pussy vampire.

[ He doesn't answer for a moment as he finishes tasting her, ending with a gentle kiss to her clit. ]

How can I not be when you react like that?

[ Malcolm loves making her come that way. It leaves both of them a mess in different ways. He licks at his lips as he puts her back down on the bed. She needs a minute and that's fine with him. He's half-hard already, but he can be patient.

Leaning over, he pulls his overnight bag closer and retrieves the box of condoms inside. It had been easier to just bring the whole box than to try to guess how many times they might have sex.

Malcolm lays on his side next to her, kissing her and brushing back her hair. ]

Did I mention how beautiful you are?

[ Harley is still catching her breath when he kisses her and takes it away again. She feels dizzy with happiness, and a little fuck drunk. ]

I don't mind hearing it again.

[ Her smile is a little crooked as she draws invisible patterns over his skin with her fingers. ]

Should we get the restraints set up now, before we wear each other out completely?

[ He hums in his throat. ] Probably. I just don't want to move.

[ Reluctantly, Malcolm gets up and makes his way over to the other bed, where he's left the restraints sitting. They're definitely not the same strength as his back home, but he hopes that they'll at least keep him safe enough. He's going to hope for such total exhaustion that his night terrors won't be so bad.

After connecting the leads to the headboard, Malcolm gets his cuffs out of the suitcase and fits them onto the ends. ] This should work. [ He should be able to thumb the quick release, just like he does at home. ]

[ Harley hates to see him go but loves to watch him leave. She rolls on her side to watch his bare ass with a huge feeling of smug satisfaction.

As he finishes up, she slides her arms around him from behind and kisses his shoulder. ]

I had a thought. Fuck me against the window?

[ Their floor is high enough that nobody should have a direct line of sight, and barely anyone else would be awake at this hour except other couples doing the exact same thing. ]

[ He glances over his shoulder at her. ] You sure?

[ Malcolm agrees that they're probably safe from too many prying eyes. The idea of it is very appealing, the more he thinks about it. He turns around, wrapping his arms around her waist. ]

Maybe I don't want the rest of the world to see how beautiful you are though. Maybe I just want you for myself.

[ He's playing around... at least a little bit. Malcolm does want her for himself, but he knows he might not have any right to that. ]

[ Harley splays her fingers across his chest and scratches lightly with her nails. ]

Mm, you're right. We'd better play it safe. Stick to conference tables in busy police precincts.

[ That earns a smile because, like it or not, that conference table had been their first time. ]

I closed all the blinds at least. [ He reaches down to pull a condom from the box and put it on. ] Besides, you seduced me.

[ She'd been blunt about what she wanted and he had uncharacteristically given in to his urges. Harley had not made it easy for him. It was hard for him to say no to her, a woman he'd found immensely attractive ever since they met.

He gathers her close as they start to move across the room towards the windows. ]

Seduced you? [ Harley laughs and bites at his lip as he walks her backward toward the window. ] I barely had to try. You were so into it.

[ She sighs happily and reaches down to curl her fingers around his cock. ]

I really thought that was a one night stand kinda thing. Who'da thought it?

I was. How could I not be with a hot woman throwing herself at me? I'm but a mere man.

[ She was persistent and he was curious. At the end of the day, he didn't regret it one bit. It'd been the best sex he'd had... possibly ever. ]

I knew you'd be back for more. [ He's teasing, grinning as her back is now to the window. ] Do you want to be like this or do you want me to turn you around?

Of course you knew, Mister Profiler.

[ The glass is cool against her skin and she shivers a little, at least partly from anticipation. ]

I want to watch your face. I want to kiss you.

It wasn't even a profiler thing. Just... a gut feeling. [ What they had was more than just sex and he could already tell. He liked her for more than just her body.

Malcolm lifts her up and urges her to wrap her legs around his waist, then pushes her gently back against the glass for leverage. ]

I think you're a romantic, Harley. [ He smiles at her as he shifts her so that he can slide into her, letting out a low moan as he does. Malcolm tilts his chin up silently asking for her to lean down and kiss him. ]

An incurable romantic. [ She crosses her ankles behind him and dips her head to brush her lips lightly against his. ] Don't go spreading it around and ruinin' my rep. [ She teases his lips apart with her tongue and tugs his hair to tip his head back more so she can kiss him as deeply as she wants. ]

Your secret's safe with me. [ He murmurs it against her lips, then lets her explore his mouth, his tongue dancing against hers. They pull back for breath, Malcolm pushing her more urgently against the glass as he thrusts up into her. ] You deserve romance.

[ She deserves whatever she wants, according to him, but that's just his emotions talking. When he's got his cock buried deep inside her, he wants to give her everything. ]

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