(For chesstotem )

[gcpd]

It was a few days since the night he got beat up. The Batman was all over the news and it was the hot topic. Had he really returned? Hadn't he died? Those were the questions people were asking, but they obviously weren't going to get any answers. John arrived at her hotel just as he said he would. After parking in the underground parking lot, he took the elevator to the lobby and then another elevator to her floor. He was still pretty bruised up along with his cracked rib but his face was getting better.

When he got to her floor and walked down the hall, he knocked on her door.

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[gcpd]

He smiled. "Hold up." He stroked himself a few more times before slowly pushing into her.

[chesstotem]

"Whatever, you've hardly touched - mmm," she finished on a moan, pushing back against him as he entered her.

[gcpd]

Once he was all the way in, he placed his hands on her hips, squeezing lightly, before pulling almost all the way out.

[chesstotem]

Ariadne turned her face into the pillow to moan softly, her fingers gripping the bed sheets.

[gcpd]

He picked up his pace a little, already wound up after the blow job.

[chesstotem]

She was wet and aching as well, and she slipped a hand between her thighs to rub her clit in time with his thrusts.

[gcpd]

He grunted as his eyes fell shut. His pace quickened even more.

[chesstotem]

"Don't come yet," she muttered, her fingers working furiously. "Almost, just... hold on..."

[gcpd]

John slowed down, his breath ragged.

[chesstotem]

She pressed back against him with every thrust, and it only took a few more for her to come, moaning his name as she pulsed around him.

[gcpd]

He moaned when she tightened around him.

[chesstotem]

She pressed her face into the pillow again as she began to relax underneath him, letting him do as he pleased.

[gcpd]

John started up again, his pace punishing.

[chesstotem]

She whimpered a little at the pace - it hurt some, but in a good way. She didn't want him to stop.

[gcpd]

He didn't last too long, maybe a couple minutes. He grunted and stilled, coming into her.

[chesstotem]

She stayed where she was, letting him come down from his orgasm.

[gcpd]

"Fuck, Ariadne," he hissed. He pulled out of her and got off the bed to throw away the condom.

[chesstotem]

She shifted carefully, curling up on her side to watch him clean up. "All right?" she asked, a little smile playing on her lips.

[gcpd]

He laughed breathlessly and joined her on the bed. "Yeah."

[chesstotem]

She slipped her arms around him carefully. "Stay the night?" she asked.

[gcpd]

"What time is it ?" He asked.

[chesstotem]

"Um." She shifted a little to look at the clock on the bedside table. "Almost ten. Why? Don't tell me you have another late-night errand to run."

[gcpd]

He sighed. "I gotta go." John curled his hand around her jaw.

[chesstotem]

She reminded herself firmly that he wasn't under any obligation to stay. They were friends who had sex sometimes, that was it. He didn't need a reason, he didn't owe her anything. She nodded, and leaned in for another kiss. "All right. Call me. We can get lunch or something this week."

[gcpd]

"Sure. It's a plan." He needed to come up with some kind of cover. He couldn't just leave without some kind of explanation. He didn't need her to get suspicious. Slowly, he pulled away from her and got off the bed to get dressed.