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Log; Completed.
When; Friday 3/14 Afternoon
Rating; Hard R
Characters; Ash Williams (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
housewares_ash), Laura Cadman (bohica_apu)
Summary; Ash bakes. Cadman wisecracks. Sex ensues.
Log;
Ash Williams really like his job at the bakery. He got to be a salesman, work with his hands, and be useful.
And he wasn't half bad at it all, either. He was adjusting to city life... okay. But the prospect of making good friends with a certain fiesty redhead made him smirk. He was crooning a bit of Elvis' "Blue Suede Shoes" to himself as he frosted some cupcakes.
Rating; Hard R
Characters; Ash Williams (
housewares_ash), Laura Cadman (bohica_apu)Summary; Ash bakes. Cadman wisecracks. Sex ensues.
Log;
Ash Williams really like his job at the bakery. He got to be a salesman, work with his hands, and be useful.
And he wasn't half bad at it all, either. He was adjusting to city life... okay. But the prospect of making good friends with a certain fiesty redhead made him smirk. He was crooning a bit of Elvis' "Blue Suede Shoes" to himself as he frosted some cupcakes.
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Yeah, he was still kind of a jackass.
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She moved a hand up to Ash's head and tugged firmly at his hair, pulling his mouth away from her neck; she shivered when air hit the moist skin, then kept a firm grip when Ash tried to move back.
"You want me to do the work, you gotta let me do it, babe."
She nipped sharply at Ash's lower lip, then pulled his shirt over his head; when it was off, she moved closer in, pressing their chests together and kissing Ash before he could say something that would probably require laughter or another smack upside the head.
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That definitely had to go.
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She laughed softly as Ash's hands crept towards the closure of her bra. "You gonna help me get naked, or are you waitin' for an engraved invitation, babe?"
She lowered her head and bit sharply at Ash's collarbone, sucking hard enough to leave a deep purple bruise.
"Will that do, or do I need to be more specific?"
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She inhaled sharply as Ash slid his hand between her legs, fists clenching, her nails digging red crescents into the palm of her hand.
"Fuck..." she breathed out.
She let out a shaky breath, then laughed like her sister spent hours teaching her; low and husky, the kind the gets you noticed in a bar. "Long as you can take as much as you dish out, I got no problem with teasin'."
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She slowly unbuckled the belt, and started to pull it from Ash's belt loops, making sure to brush her hand against him when she could make it look like it might not have been purposeful.
When the belt was finally free, she snapped it once and remarked calmly, "I think I'll keep this at hand. Has all sorts of uses, don't you think?"
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She leaned down and kissed Ash again, lightly licking at the seam of his lips before pressing inside. She snaked a hand between their bodies to palm Ash's cock through his pants, using the motion of her hips to help slowly rub him.
Dropping one last kiss on Ash's lips, she pulled away again, then grabbed Ash's hands and brought them up to her breasts. "I think you said somethin' about teasin' me, darlin'. You can start here."
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Once pressed full length to the couch- and Jesus, Ash seemed less... big when she was straddling him; it was easy to forget she was considerably smaller than most of the men she dealt with until something like this happened- Cadman grinned and raised an eyebrow. "It's 'to the victors' and all that now, I suppose. So you've got me... what're you gonna do with me?" She titled her head back and to the side, exposing the long expanse of her throat to him.
She said in a voice slowly becoming huskier, accent thickened with arousal, "I'm all yours for the moment, baby mine. Jus' gotta take it."
A challenge and an invitation, all in one; she wanted Ash, but Laura Cadman never rolled over and showed her belly for long.
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We rejoin our two heroes in a state that is quite... post-coital.
"Love to see what you'd do if I offered a steak dineer," Ash joked.
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She grinned. "You'd prob'ly be right, but still ain't nice to say."
On a whim, she leaned up to press a kiss to Ash's cheek, then licked her lips exaggeratedly. "You're all sweaty." Another kiss, this time followed by a small lick, kitten delicate. "I like it. Let's me know I did my job just fine."
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She pulled his head down near her mouth and kissed as far back as she could reach, the hair beneath her lips damp with sweat. "There. Kissed it better for you."
Cadman undulated her hips slowly, pressing up against Ash again, skin sliding against skin. "Honey, I give you all the credit in the world. That was amazin'."
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He bit lightly at her shoulder.
"...Hope Leeloo doesn't kick my ass for doin' this here."
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She obligingly nipped at the side Ash's throat in return, sucking a light mark until she was satisfied it would stay for at least a few days.
"Hopefully not. You could always get the couch cleaned..."
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She rolled her shoulders and stretched, then sketched a lazy salute. "Damn right. And I ain't just 'military', Ash honey; I'm a Marine." She winked, then grinned slyly. "Oorah, baby."
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