(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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[chesstotem]

She leaned into his touch, and skated her hands lightly down his chest. "What're you thinking?"

[gcpd]

"That you're very pretty," he replied.

[chesstotem]

"You're very handsome," she murmured, settling next to him to nibble at his neck.

[gcpd]

He smiled a little.

[chesstotem]

She kissed him again, hooking a leg around his invitingly.

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He kissed her back, carefully turning onto his side to face her.

[chesstotem]

Her hands on his hips encouraged him to press closer, to touch her however he wanted.

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"I wanna fuck you," he whispered against her lips.

[chesstotem]

"I'd like that," she murmured. "How do you want me?"

[gcpd]

"Maybe from behind?" He suggested.

[chesstotem]

She smiled and nibbled at his lower lip. "Sounds good." She shifted immediately, onto her hands and knees. "Should be condoms in the bedside table," she pointed out.

[gcpd]

"Alright." John went over and grabbed one from the table before tearing the foil open and slipping the condom on. He went back over and positioned himself behind her.

[chesstotem]

She wiggled her hips in anticipation. "John..."

[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.