endlessdel | Really Stupid Idea...?

He had to admit, she knew what she was doing and he appreciated that. If she'd been clumsy and fumbling he'd have been tempted to call it off, but if she knew to shift just like that, and kiss like that, then he had no complaints.

His hands slipped down to cup her ass firmly, rocking upward to push against her, his jeans suddeny feeling far too tight. Reaching between them, he began to work on his button and zipper, his tongue still busy as it battled to dominate hers. The hand that wasn't busy gave her buttocks a squeeze and started hiking the little skirt up furthur.

No point in romancing this.

She knew her sister-brother intimately now, as a mortal she was fascinated by sex and all the differences a person could make. He was good and the hand squeezing her ass made her rock hungrily against him. She felt his hand dip between them to attempt to undo his jeans and she batted it away taking both her hands and undoing the button easily.

She pressed her hand against his jeans, so hot and hard and rubbed her palm against him and herself. Catching the zip she pulled the zipper down swiftly, moaning into his mouth as she allowed him to overpower her in the kissing stakes. Delirium slipped her hands under the tops of his boxers and gripped his erection firmly. Her small hands stroked him slow and hard.

He hissed into her mouth, having not realized how cold her hands were until they touched his burning flesh. His hands migrated back to their previous position to grasp her ass cheeks firmly, pulling her against him as much as he could. One hand stayed in place as the other traveled upward to grab a fitful of her hair, making enough leverage to and angle to kiss her deeper, a hungry needy kiss as his hips jerked with her stroking.

He tolerated it for a few minutes, but he was getting bored, already. Breaking the kiss for air, he dipped backwards into the sand, bringing her with him so that she straddled him properly. Without a word he shoved heis jeans down further, and her hands out of the way. "C'mon," he grunted. The cool sea air kissing his heated skin in an agonizing way.

He grabbed her hair pulling at it hard as he kissed her deeper and made her moan ecstatically against him. But not even after any of her taunting ways were needed with him and he was pushing her hands way, even though he jerked happily into her hands and pulled her forwards into the sand.

She landed on him hard, she could feel him pressing hard against her thigh and wanting in. He pushed his jeans down and urged her on. Taking hold of his erection again she moved it against her, her own hips grinding against him. She held him tight as she let just the tip touch her and she stopped kissing him to moan a little.

She pushed down on him, much easier now that the whole virginity business was well out of its way and enjoyed the feeling of just having him in there. "iMpatiEnt mR oRANgE," Delirium murmured as she began to feel him wanting and needing to move inSside of her.

Freddy did not care one damn bit that he was rushing things, or thst he was being impatient. He barely knew this girl, and she was fuckings nuts, but he figured that he needed this. He could practically hear Patrick from college in his ear saying, "Fuck man, you need to get laid." And if he had cared to dwell upon that, he would have found that was likely true. He was all strung out, the job, his death, the island were just weighing something down on him. And like any man in distress, a good bang should help it get a little better.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly when she impaled herself down upon him, she was kinda tight, and though her hands were cold, inside she was good and warm. Waiting untill she had lowered herself down all the way to the hilt, he grabbed those little boyish hips of her's and pushed her back up with ease, then guided her down again. "Bet your sweet ass Miss Octarine," he grunted, pulled her down a little so he could kiss her again.

She was still wearing her clothes and her knees were digging into the sand around them but she didn't care. She also didn't care that anyone could walk by and see, what she did care about was him hard inside her. He felt delicious and in control as he pushed her up and down on him. She ground against him, her hips pushing against his fingers as she worked him hard.

"oR-mmph," Delirium said as he pulled her down and kissed her hard. She darted her tongue out to coax it into her mouth, her hands gripping tight to his shoulders. "hArDER," Delirium said breaking from his kiss.

He didn't need to be told twice, not in the least. Taking a good hold of her, he maneuvered them over, more into the sand on onto their sides. It was easier to just grab her leg and pull it over his hip, creating better leverage and more moveability as he thrust harshly in and out of her. This was such a stupid idea, they didn't even have a condom, but it felt too damn good and there was no way in Satan's Hell he was going to stop.

He broke the kiss for air and pressed his cheek against her, all thoughts going towards building a good rhythm as one hand slipped to grasp and mold her breast through her clothes. His hands were firm and he knew what he was doing, but his mind wasn't on the act, it was all focussed on what his goal was.

He rolled them over, pulling her leg over his hip and she dug her foot into his cheeks pushing him into her harder. This wasn't about one thing and one thing only. Her brain needed clarity and fucking certainly seemed to provide bucket loads of that because she could only ever concentrate on one thing which was the matter at hand. Him fucking her.

He broke the kiss and she moved her head and mouth into the crook of her neck as she thrust against him hard. She wasn't a china doll, she wouldn't break- she was already broken. She moaned loudly into his ear as he touched her breasts, squeezing them firmly and making her more wet than she already was.

"fReDdY," Delirium moaned as he hit a particular spot in her that made her gasp for breath. "Mr OraNGe- mORe- haRdeR."

Delirium sucked on his neck, biting the flesh there in impatience.

If she wanted it harder, than he was willing to supply. Sucking in a breath, he pulled her leg tighter and further up and changed his pace. He pushed in as far as he could, all the way to the hilt and rushed out only to slam back in. He hadn't even realized how much he had fucking needed this, his eyes were squeezed shut and he focused on the sensations; her heel digging into him, her sucking on his neck, her warm and slick around his cock.

He had a feeling he was going to actually be sore after this, but he didn't care. He thrusted as hard as he could, pummeling her as he grit his teeth, the sun warm against his available skin and the sounds of the ocean drowned out by their mixed breathing and the sounds of skin meeting skin.

Delirium moaned loudly, half-protest and half-pleasure as he pushed hard into her quickly and withdrew. Her eyes shut in bliss as she could feel every long, magnificent, hard inch of him fucking her into the sand. She came quickly and tightly around him, unexpected so soon but it was all the sex and violence. She bit his neck hard as she finished coming, wanting more and faster.

"fUcK, FuCk, frEdDy fuCk mE," Delirium said gasping as she opened her eyes to stare up at Sol staring down at them. Voyeuristic suns.

"What'd you think I was doin'?" He ground out, pushing her over further, trying to find the positions. The position was the positions where every thrust became smooth as butter and momentum was easiest to pick up, he just had to find it and then he could fuck her until they were both senseless. He pushed her furthe into the sand, each thrust being more like a battering ram being driven deep into her, and it felt so damn good. She wasn't complaining, any other woman would have claimed he was hurting her and to stop, but this girl, she was taking it like a pro and he gave everything he could.

He changed the placement of his hips and then, there it was. The postion. It wasn't a huge difference, but it was easier and he just grunted and heaved and he beat himself iniside of her, going as far as he could before pulling back out and abruptly repeating. He tried to angle and find that spot women had, and had to rely on her body to tll him where he was guiding to.

Delirium smirked at his tone, someone was cranky that he hadn't gotten off yet and Delirium got more than one go at it. Delirium allowed him to uncermonially push her more onto her back and dug her into the sand, her hair gathering sand like she gathered crazies. Delirium arched her back as he fucked her senseless into the sand.

Delirium lifted both her legs as he changed the position of his hips and she could tell he had found exactly what he was looking for. She rocked her hips matching his fast and hard rhythym, moaning loudly as he hit that one spot. She was still seeing stars from her previous orgasm but this one was better. She liked him on top.

She was matching his rhythm just right and he knew, and felt, that he was just about ready. He didn't want to stop, he wanted to fuck her all the way down, dig a fucking tench, and come as deep inside her as he could. He wanted to, it was an animalistic part of him, but he knew that he couldn't. He had to pull out, but he kept going for several many more strkes, just to push it, but he felt that burning pressure build up, and he sat up.

He hissed when he slipped out of her, grabbing a hold on his erection and pumping the shaft, his head back and his eyes squeezed shut as he finished himself off and releasing a low breathy "Fuuuuck...." when he came, hot and warm and the sea air kissing the slicked burning skin as his seed coated her thighs.

Delirium whimpered when he pulled out of her and came over her thighs. Slipping her hands down between her sticky thighs, she pushed her fingers in and curled them inside her and came hard seeing stars. Sighing, she took her fingers out and wiped his seed up with her palm and brought it to her lips where she licked her hand and fingers clean.

Delirium grabbed his shirt and kissed him hard bringing him back towards the sand with her. She wasn't sleepy for a change, she wanted more but at least her head was clear and she could think again.

He watched her eat his spunk with his face twisted into a look of incredulous disgust. It was one thing for a chick to swallow, this was just...weird. And kinda nasty. He forwned as she licked her fingers clean and he fixed his pants, already grimacing at the idea of all the places he now had sand, but then she had grabbed him by the shirt and was pulling him down into another saltier kiss.

He was tired, and more in the mood for a nap, but kissed back regardless, mind buzzing blankly like a television that lost the connection.

She still wanted more but his kisses were lazy, she pushed him off her and rolled him onto the sand. Taking off her t-shirt, revealing more fishnets underneath she balled it up and placed it under his head. She kissed him hard and moved from off his lap to a place next to him. She sat and stared up at the sun. She ached so badly inside but she still wanted more.

"sLeEp mR orANGe i'LL makE SUrE MY PiRatE DOesn't hURT you." Delirium murmured softly lifting his shirt and stroking his belly.

She certainly was adverse to doing things for him. Anconsidering we went from on top of her and tired, to lying on his back with his head pillowed and a pleasent view of her tits as she spooned up against him, he couldn't really voice much complaint. He was even beginning to relax and drifting closer to that rift of sleep, but then her words caught up with him.

"Your pirate?" He questioned, opening his eyes again to peer down at the crown of her head. "What do you mean, 'your pirate'?"

She stroked his belly, trailing down the hairs there towards his crotch and she leaned across and kissed his belly button. She stared up at him as he opened his eyes to ask her about her pirate. She stopped licking his scar on his side and smiled at him.

"rAGetti, My piRatE. i LiVE WiTh hiM in The tReehOUsE, He'S GAy." Delirium said as she returned to licking his scar.

He frowned, and wondered why she felt the need to lick his scars. He didn't even like looking at them, and he really only touched the one on his face out of habit by now. He watched her and listened, confusion drawing his eyebrows in as he considered what she said. When she said pirate, she honestly couldn't mean a real pirate.

Could she?

"Pirate." He repeated, looking dubious. "A real pirate? And why would he hurt me if he's gay?"

"rEaL piratE fRom THe eiGhtEentH CenTUrY," Delirium said looking up at him. She moved from her cosy position licking his scars, making them feel better to sitting back in his lap again. She liked it there it made her feel tall. "hE giVes ME orGAsMS anD doESN't LiKE PeoPLe toUcHiNG mE."

Delirium grinned impishly. "buT hE NeVEr saiD aboUT mE tOUcHiNG othERS."

He frowned and shook some hair from his fae, shifting so it would be more comfortable, even with her weight on his lap and sand in his ass.

"If he's gay, why would he give you orgasms? That doesn't make sense, is he, like, a bisexual pirate? Gay guys don't fuck girls." Freddy didn't get that, maybe he just wasn't understanding, or there was poor communication somewhere in there.

"He FuCks me bUt hE iS gaY, He OnLy LiKES me beCauSe hE's mY moRtaL anD i MAkE suRe hE iS OKay." Delirium said, bending down to kiss his lips and stroking his hair. "thiS One doES mR oRanGe. jUsT LiKE Mr OrAngE FUcKS MiSS ocTARIne. possiBLy bEttER."

Freddy supposed that as...possible. Delirium was really forward, he certainly hadn't been expecting to have sex with her when he had joined her, but herre they were.

"Uh....okay. So, your fucking a gay pirate, and he'd hurt me for touching you? Got it. I think."

Delirium nodded and mussed his hair a little. Delirium was stll wide awake and ready to go but she knew mortals, normal mortals and men mortals liked sleep after orgasms. They were very weak creatures.

"sLEep UnLesS i caN giVe yOu a bLowjoB?"

He blinked, still surprised by exactly how blunt and to the point she was. Even under paid strippers with kids to feed weren't this up front. He sat quietly for a moment, letting his hair bee mussed and then after a short pause, he shrugged.

"Blowjob. I could deal with that. And then, let's get under a tree. You look lke you'll fuckin' blister under the sun."

Delirium's skin probably was burning by now already but she didn't mind it was Sol's way of loving her and showing her respect and she loved Sol so much. Almost as much as Barnabus but obviously not as much, because Barnabus love wasn't rivalled by anything. She grinned wickedly.

"yOu CoULd deaL wiTh iT mR oRANgE?" Delirium teased as she unbuttoned the top of his jeans slowly.

He snorted and nodded, watching her slow teasing movements as she unbottoned his jeans. A spray of mussed wild red hairm mismatched eyes, and naked except for a skirt and a thin layer of fishnetting. It was an erotic and yet offsetting sight.

"Yeah, I can deal. I gotta know though, are you some kinda creature that lives off of sperm or something? You seem to...like it." He knew some girls like to swallow, but this just seemed out there, especially when he recalled her wiping his climx from he thighs and eating it.

"i fOrgET To EAt a Lot, i'M nOT usED TO iT beinG hUmaN anD eatiNG anD sLeepiNG And drinkiNG. thiS iS A vaLuaBLe souRcE OF...somEThing, besiDes i LiKe thE TAsTe waRm anD sALtY ANd biTTer ANd LikE THe seA." Delirium said as she pulled the zipper back down, it had only come up and was probably feeling a bit abused by now. "dO yOu Not WanT mE To MAkE yOu cOmE mR oRANGe?" Delirium asked as she dipped her head down to kiss his abdomen, pulling his jeans and boxers down with her hands whilst her tongue ran over his scar and trailed downwards.

He tilted his head to watch, absently spreading his legs a little to make access easier for her when she decided to get to the point.

"I would very much like you to make me come," he said honestly, shrugging a shoulder. "I was just wondering. Shouldn't you pirate get you to eat more, or do just eat his jizz too?"

"hE'S oNe oF miNe, hE coULd NEvER Get mE To dO anythiNG. wE eaT soMETimES, WE hUnT toGethER ANd kiLL thiNGS." Delirium said, wondering if he'd ever shut up so she could get to the point. Delirium trailed her nose into his pubic hair, rubbing her nose in it and inhaling the very masculine smell there.

Holding his semi-hard erection in one hand, she stroked him firmly before placing the tip in her mouth. Licking the slit there, she twirled her tongue around it and waited for the rest of his body to catch up to what she was doing.

He groaned, all signs of intelligent conversation disappearing at the flick of a tongue. It did not take long at all to go from semi-hard to throbbing 'don't you fucking stop, I will explode' hard. His knees jerked and he raised his hips, one hand fisting the sand, the other cupping the back of her head, urging her to go down further.

This was definitely not what he had been expecting when he'd walked out to the beach, but there would be no coplaint coming from him. Ever.

Delirium flicked her tongue over the head, he was becoming hard and angry and wanting all over again. Delirium liked making mortals come undone, maybe that was her obsession with their sperm. All that energy and life gone in one insane blissful moment. Delirium allowed his hand to push down on her head as she licked her tongue town him and sucked hard on him.

One hand caressed his balls whilst the other gripped his sides tightly. Delirium ran her tongue back, easing off on the pressure as she fucked his head with her tongue before going quicker back down on him.

He sucked in a deep breath and let his eyes slip closed for a moment, just soaking up every sensation. He had no idea how her hands could still be so damn cold, but her mouth was warm and her tongue talented as it trailed around his shaft and tip, before sinking back down and making his hips jerk in a bolt of white hot pleasure.

He'd met hookers and strippers who weren't this good. Those girls got paid for this shit, but this chick trumped just about every blowjob he'd ever gotten. He could assume that being immortal ment that she has a lot of practice, and she did feed of of sperm, so all in all it wasn't that surprising. But it still was, at the exact same time.

"Fuck," he gasped, letting his head fall back as his hand fisted in her hair.

If she knew he was comparing her to one of her sibling's favourite mortal creatures she probably wouldn't have been too happy at the comparison. She had been Delight before, getting a guy off was easy when she had spent billions of years being pleasure and happiness and pure joy.

She loved that he swore and she bobbed her head back down on him, increasing the pressure of her tongue as she increased the pace on him. Her hand massaged his balls as she brought her head back up to him, taking the tip just into her mouth where she sucked hard on it and flicking her tongue against him.

God, it the actual act didn't get him off, the sight would. Flushed and moist pink lips wrapped around his cock, pert little breasts housed by pink fishnets, a tiny skirt hiked so far up he could see the firey patch between her legs. If those lips hadn't actually been eliciting the pleasure that they were, he would have burst at the sight anyhow.

He didn't really have much he could offer in his position, and he wasn't in the mood for trying to find something or change postions. So his eyes zoomed in a a erect little nipple that peeked through the neeting. A grin twitched on his lips, and while she was busy, he slipped his hand to her chest to give the little bud a frim squeeze before rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

Delirium squeeked, mid way down his cock, as he pinched her nipple and almost choked. Pulling back up quickly she looked at him glaringly and a little hungrily, she sucked on his tip again and would probably stay there until he could learn to behave. Her fingernails digged into the skin on his abdomen, luckily avoiding his scars, as she dipped her head down him.

Delirium quickened the pace, she wanted to bring him off. Fireworks, stars and salty goodness. Delirium moaned half way down, vibrating against him as she began to enjoy getting him off.

He almost laughed. Almost. Mainly he thought she might just stop if he gave in and did so, but instead she picked up the pace and he moaned like a whore instead. He stopped playing with her abused nipple, but gave her breast a good squeeze before the hand returned to it's previous position on the back of her head. Fuck did she know how to blow a guy.

Groaning low, he raised his hips up further and tried to focus his breathing to a slower calmer pattern, but it wasn't working well. In the end, he just muttered and wound his fingers into her hair. "Here it comes." he warned her through grit teeth, just on the edge of plummeting into fireworks.

Delirium hummed as his hips lifted as he sat on the edge of losing control, just as she got back to the top of his dick he came suddenly into her mouth. His fingers were in her hair, Delirium swallowed happily and waited for him to finish coming before placing a small kiss on the tip of his cock. Delirium buried her face in his pubic hair and looked up at him with a cheshire grin.

Her back was getting that pretty side of pink and he looked positively fucked. "fUN MR orANGe?"

Freddy released a long, pleased sigh as he came, and watched her suck him off through heavy lidded eyes. He couldn't be more pleased than he was at that moment. And he had to admit, she looked nice where she was, but as his eyes strayed to the pinkening flesh of her back, he groaned.

"Fun, yeah. Real fuckin' fun. C'mon, get out of the sun or you'll burn up." Not that he wanted to moe, ever, but he'd rather not get unnecassary burns either.

"kAy," Delirium murmured into his lap. She stood up and stretched out, arching her breasts out and then left him to readjust himself as she wandered towards the tree line and the shade. She'd left her t-shirt too under his head and went and sat under a nice shady tree. She blew a kiss at Sol and waited for Freddy there.

It was then that he realized he did in fact, actually have to get up as well. He didn't want to, he was tempted to claim that he couldn't, but with a groan he sat up and straighted his clothes, and forced himself to wobbly legs as he grabbed her little shirt and trailed after her. Once he reached her, he just through her shirt down and dropped down into the loose sandy ground, setting his head against her thigh as he relaxed all over again.

"You are a good girl." He mumbled with a pleased sigh, basking in the glow of a double orgasm.

Delirium ignored the shirt he had thrown down, she had completly forgot that she had taken it off and allowed his head to drop down onto her thighs. His head pushed up her skirt and she unconsciously smoothed it down and stroked his hair as he drifted off. She smirked at his comment and let her fingers preen his hair.

"No I'm not," Delirium murmured staring up at the sun.

"Yeah, you are." He countered, eyes already closed. He wasn't going to fall asleep at that moment, but it wouldn't be too long before he did. And it felt kind of nice to have her fingers in his hair.

"A girl who can be fucked like that, suck like that, and still not be a bitch? That's a good girl in my book."

Delirium trailed one hand down his shoulder and across to his chest, she could feel his heart there all warm and beating. She'd seen him lying like this before, bloody and dying and there hadn't been anything she could do. Her sister always took mortals away and she accepted that but sometimes that didn't mean she had to like it.

Her hand touched something on his head, a scar and she knew what it was and she leant her head back against the tree. She wanted to tell him how easy that was, how that was her job but it wasn't it was Delight's and that part of her had changed. "yOu saY thE sweeTest ThiNGs Mr oRangE,"

He breathed deeply and opened his eyes slightly, abently counting each little cell in the pink netting as he lyed under her hands for several long moments.

"Thanks." He said dryly, aware that his previous statement hadn't sounded exactly how he wanted it to. "I'm serious though, you seem like a good girl. You are fuckin' nuts, but it's....I dunno, charming."

Delirium had actually meant what she said but humans were so confusing at times, with their multiple meanings. Delirium kept her hand where it was, closing her eyes as she leaned against the tree. Her head was blissfully quiet, no voices or monsters and she felt free.

"i'M fUCkiNG miSS ocTariNE oF coUrSe I'M fuCkiNG charMiNG," Delirium said immitating Fredddy. Her sister would probably have a fit to hear those words, they were only words but mortals added connections to them. Delirium said her next sentence with a giggle. "EiThER SLeEP oR FUcK Me AGaiN Mr OraNGe, i'M thAT tyPe oF GiRL."

The cursing sounded kinda weird coming from her mouth, but he grinned tiredly and lopsidedly all the same, a small giggle escaping him before he recovered and turned it into a more masculine sounding chuckle. She may have been fucking nuts, but she was also spunky, and she definitely amused him, in her own insane nympho way.

"I think I'll choose sleep for now," he mumbled, closing his eyes again and getting more comfortable. "We'll fuck when I can actually move again."

He smiled slightly, his teeth barely showing. "Miss fuckin' Octarine."

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