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landing party ( for thecanarylives )

[ He comes to with his head pounding, his vision blurred, and a persistent ringing in his ears. It takes him a while-- a good while, maybe seconds or maybe minutes, to even regain his vision properly, and to take in his surroundings. He's in a shuttle, which is completely wrecked, panels broken and burnt, wires hanging from everywhere, sparks going off and small fires here or there. They're also tilted forward slightly, so he can feel his weight pushing against the belts keeping him strapped to his chair. He looks beyond the window and he sees a lush forest just outside, trees and blue skies as far as the eye can see. It'd be pretty if not for the fact that they've clearly crashed on the planet they were supposed to land on.

Shit. Holy shit, they crashed. How the fuck did they crash? Leonard just wanted to gather some samples from the surface, it didn't even warrant a landing party bigger than two people, how the fuck did they end up like this?

That thought gets his brain into gear. Because he's not alone. He looks over to find Sara passed out, though at least thankfully still strapped to her seat. He lets out a shuddered breath, trying not to panic as he struggles to undo his own safety belt. ]

Sara!! Come on, you piece of shi-- [ His panicked grousing is cut off as his belt comes undone, and he just barely manages to brace himself against the controls rather than slam right into them. Head still spinning, he nevertheless forces himself to stumble towards her, looking her over briefly for possible injuries before he cups her face, trying to wake her up. ] Sara. Hey, can you hear me? Come on, open your eyes...

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[ That morning after definitely was one for the books, but even then it seems like they were still relative strangers. Mostly due to her own hangups, but now that she's allowing herself this - something real, something meaningful... already it feels different.

She shudders at that brief tease to her clit, palming the head of his cock simultaneously before she continues to stroke him to the same lazy, easy rhythm he's giving her.

Kissing a trail down his jaw, she shifts off him so she's kneeling at his side, pushing his pants and underwear further down his hips as she presses a few kisses down his chest. Licking a light trail down his stomach, she casts a glance over at him, smirking and giving him another few strokes before dragging her tongue over the head of his cock. ]

[ He nearly whines when she gets off of him, forcing him to move his hand away from her, but not for long. Once she settles on her knees next to him, he moves his hand around to slip down the back of her panties, fingers again sliding along the cleft and through her folds, continuing to gently stroke her but from behind this time.

His hips shift and raise just to help her tug down the fabric a bit more, letting out a relieved breath once he's a little freer from the confines of his clothing. Lips parted, he looks down to watch her as she bends lower, then swipes that hot, lovely tongue across the head of his cock, immediately pulling a low groan from him. ]

God, Sara...

[ The loss of his touch between her legs, even for a moment, sends an ache shivering up her spine, but it's not long until he's found her again. At this angle, at least she has free range to do what she wants with him and keep the gentle tease and prod of his fingertips, already pulling arousal from her.

Once she gets the hem of his pants down his thighs, she glances over to catch his gaze, grinning at the low groan he gives her from her teasing. Dragging her fist slowly up and down his length, she dips her head down to suckle gently on his head, lips and tongue dragging gently over the sensitive flesh. ]

[ His breaths turn into audible pants as she pours her attention on him, her hand working him in tight strokes, her mouth going down on him again. A moan leaves him, loud and sharp, head rolling back and hips shifting as he struggles not to just buck them up against her.

In turn his fingers pick up their pace, pushing deeper and harder into her, going faster as he curls them inside her. His other hand combs through her hair, gentle and encouraging. ]

[ She hums softly in concert with the moan he gives her, a low drawl in her throat that vibrates across his skin. Tongue lapping out to drag down the length of him, she suckles gently on his balls a moment before licking back up to suck on his tip again.

Hissing as his fingers start to work more insistently in and out of her, she tenses and shudders with the curl of his fingers, groaning on his skin again and bobbing her head to take more of him into her mouth, inch by inch while her fist works the rest of his length to the same rhythm he's giving her. ]

[ The way her mouth works over him is giving him all kinds of ideas. Well, one specific idea, to be honest, although it's been forever since he's done that and frankly he doesn't know whether he'll even manage it well enough. He definitely wants to give it a try, though.

Groaning when she takes a little more of his cock into her mouth, he gently pulls his fingers out and nudges at her inner thigh, as though coaxing her closer to him. ]

Get your knees on both sides of my head, [ he coaxes a bit breathlessly, knowing she will easily put two and two together and figure out what he's going for. ]

[ Groaning against his skin when she feels his fingers slip out from between her folds, she shoots him a quizzical look, a slow grin growing on her lips when she realizes what he's thinking.

Carefully, still stroking a fist up and down his length, she crawls up and swings a leg over his head, lowering her hips down so they're hovering above his face. Pressing a kiss to the head of his cock, she takes him into her mouth again, picking up the same slow, teasing pace of her hands and lips and tongue. ]

[ It really is nice how easily she picks up on what he's thinking, and moves accordingly without needing further guidance. It's not long before he's got a nice view of her cunt right above his head, though he doesn't do much more than sweep his hands up the outside of her thighs as her mouth goes back to his cock.

Once she's got that steady, teasing pace of her mouth and hands going again, he starts kissing up her inner thigh, finally tipping his head up enough to drag his tongue over her slit, groaning softly as he latches his lips to her wet flesh, sucking lightly. ]

[ From what she remembers, even when they were drunk out of their minds they'd still managed to pick up on each other's wordless cues. Knew even then how to bring each other pleasure in the best of ways, rushed and sloppy and fumbling as it was.

At least this way, there'll be plenty to remember come morning. She keeps the pace of her mouth steady, head bobbing up and down on him and fist gripping the rest of his length in short, slow strokes. Hesitating a moment when she feels his lips start to tease along her thighs, she picks up her pace again, groaning low on his skin as his lips and tongue start to tease her. Her free hand roams up and down his thigh, dipping in to cup and massage his balls as she continues to work him. ]

[ They're bound to just keep distracting each other throughout, he has a feeling, but he definitely doesn't mind her pausing every so often when his lips latch onto her, a low moan spilled against hot flesh just as her mouth resumes that same pace, and her hand trails lower to cup and fondle with his balls.

Slowly trying to kick his pants out of the way for good, he curls both hands around her thighs, grabbing handfuls of flesh to spread her wider, then leaning up with a growl again as he mouths hungrily at her, eating her up with thorough laps of his tongue and lingering sucks with his lips latched tight onto her. ]

[ In the position they're in, distraction is pretty inevitable. But she's not anywhere near complaining, because all in all it's the best of both worlds. She sighs and moans against his cock as his lips start to work on her again, and it's not long at all until he has her dripping against his lips.

When he starts to kick at his pants, she helps by tugging the elastic down to his knees, one hand still dragging up and down his cock as she takes more and more of him into her mouth. Shuddering at the hungry laps of his tongue, she dips her hips down for more, dropping her jaw to ease him further into her mouth. ]

[ He hums approvingly as she lowers her hips to press them a little better to his face, mouth pressing back and inviting her to grind against him if she wants to. There's genuine relief once his pants are out of the way, heels digging into the mattress while he lifts his hips just barely towards her.

All the while he tugs down on her legs, coaxing her lower, closer, tasting those fluids all the more eagerly the wetter she gets for him. It's enough to keep at least some of his focus, so even as her ministrations draw moans from him and make him pause every so often, he still doesn't unlatch his lips from between her legs. ]

[ Well, if he’s offering. She dips her hips in lower to meet his face, groaning louder now as his lips and tongue really start to work against her.

Grinding slowly to the same pace of her hand on his cock, she drops her jaw to take him in further now, brow furrowing as she attempts to concentrate on her breath. Eyes fluttering closed a moment when his tongue grazes her clit, she eases him gently towards the back of her throat, then pulls back to catch her breath, fist still working him up and down. ]

[ He’s most certainly offering, and rather gladly too. He hums when she takes the invitation and starts grinding down against him, the weight not too much but with just enough pressure to excite him.

That, coupled with the mouth on his cock, draws a deep moan from him. He can feel the head push past that tightness at the start of her throat and he shudders from head to toe, sucking in a breath through his nose, fingers curling tight and spreading her wider as he plunges his tongue into her as deep as he can manage. ]

[ There's so much satisfaction that comes with the full body shudder she gets from him, her fist stroking up and down the length of his cock a few moments before she wraps her lips around him again. When she feels his finger spread her wider and the warmth of his tongue fill her, she lets out a groan, eyes shutting tight a moment and hips tipping towards him for more.

Breath already tight in her chest, she continues to bob her head up and down his length, massaging his balls as she sucks him harder now, pace quickening. ]

[ If it's more she wants, then he's glad to give her. His head tips up a little higher, and his tongue pushes in deeper with a low moan, eyebrows knitting together in a mix of arousal and deep concentration as he keeps thrusting his tongue into her, fingers curling and just lightly dipping past her opening to stretch her and spread her wider too.

It's admittedly very distracting, having her mouth on him, swallowing more and more of him with each bob, but he sure as hell isn't about to tell her to stop. At least once he settles on a rhythm with his tongue and fingers, and her hips push back to match that same pace, it's a little easier to not get distracted by what her skilled mouth is doing between his legs. ]

[ Her brow furrows at the deep push of his tongue between her folds, low groans of pleasure joining his, muffled against his skin. She's getting more and more aroused with every flick of his tongue, feeling the wetness spreading against his fingertips and dripping between her thighs as he spreads her open wide.

It does take a hell of a lot of concentration, like a game of focus now, but apparently they're both pretty damn good at multitasking. Hips rocking eagerly to his pace, she matches his rhythm with her mouth and her tongue, eventually mustering up the focus to guide him deeper into her mouth, feeling the head of his cock nudge against the back of her throat for a longer moment before backing off to catch her breath. ]

[ God, she does feel wonderful, and the longer they go, the harder it is for him to focus on what he's doing while her mouth works him like that. Then she takes it up a notch by bobbing her head lower and swallowing the tip of his cock down her throat, and he breaks off with a loud moan, whole body tensing and shifting, struggling not to buck his hips up the moment he feels that tight, inviting heat clenching around his sensitive cock. ]

Hah, shit Sara...

[ She can probably feel how close he is, hips tensing, chest heaving with each breath, precome spilling from the tip and onto her mouth. His fingers still rub and stroke between her legs, fingering her hard, but it's much more difficult now to keep using his mouth on her, so for a moment he tries to focus on her own ministrations, moaning louder the closer he gets to his own climax. ]

[ By now, he's got her soaked, arousal dripping down her thighs as his lips and tongue and fingers work eagerly between her folds. But the more excited he gets at the way she teases him, the more focused she is on his pleasure, soaking in the full body shudder she gets when she deep throats him, the rock of his hips into her mouth.

Her tongue flicks out to lap up the precome leaking from his cock, humming at the taste of him against her tongue before she starts her rhythm again. Hand tight around his base, free hand massaging his balls as her head dips in again, rhythm harder and faster now as her head bobs up and down on his cock, suckling hungrily at him and easing his head back down her throat again. ]

[ With the way she keeps working him, head bobbing low, hungrily swallowing down his length, it's not much longer until she's pushing him over the edge. He comes with a loud cry when her throat swallows down the head of his cock again, this time his hips bucking despite his best efforts, pushing himself in with a deep thrust, albeit a brief one, as he quickly reminds himself to let his hips sink back down. Thick spurts shoot into her mouth and near the start of her throat, his own fingers tensing and curled tight against her while he rides out the blissful high of his orgasm.

He hasn't yet come down from it when he goes back to working on her, only waiting for long enough to make sure he hadn't somehow made her choke or something. Once she's done with him, he'll definitely encourage her to sit up, so she can ride his face as fast and as hard as she wants while his mouth latches onto her pussy again. ]

[ She makes a conscious effort to breathe through her nose knowing full well he’s quickly driving towards his release. When he does reach his edge, hips bucking involuntarily up into her mouth, there’s a soft choking sound in the back of her throat before she eases off him, eyes watering as she stops to catch her breath. Still, she swallows down his release and lets it spill against her lips, licking lightly at his tip as both her hands pump him through the waves of pleasure rocking him.

She doesn’t get much time to relish in the victory of making him come first. She’s barely had time to catch her breath - and for him to catch his, surely - before his mouth is working at her cunt again, her jaw dropping and a groan spilling from her as she sits up a bit to rock her hips hard into his mouth. ]

Ah- ah, yeah... God, baby, lick my clit- please-

[ God, that's just the ticket. Even if he is breathless, he loves everything about this. The weight of her on top of him, the way she sits on his face, the scent and taste of her overwhelming his senses, the way she moves eagerly, moans and begs for him to keep going.

Not that he'd need that to give her just what she needs. He's already sucking at her eagerly, tongue pressing and rubbing against her slit, tip finding her clit and working hard and fast against it while she rubs herself fully against his mouth. ]

[ He’s not holding back and neither is she, her hands anchored at his chest and stomach as she grinds down hard against his mouth, back arched and head tipped back as sighs and moans spill from her mouth.

Her lips are still salty with the taste of his release, her own body driven quickly towards the edge by the talent of his tongue and lips. ]

Oh- oh, shit- ah! [ She cries out, hips jerking and spasming against as she pushes down hard against his mouth, arousal dripping freely against his tongue as her whole body quakes and quivers against him. ]

[ He's not at all surprised that she comes so quickly, nor is he caught off-guard when she orgasms on top of him, grinding down even harder while she fucks his face. He does his best to keep working his mouth and tongue against her, lips sucking eagerly, taking her fluids into his mouth and swallowing down the best he can so he can keep on eating her while she rides on the high of that wave of pleasure.

It's not until she's spent that he slows down, and once she moves he's gasping and panting for breath, lapping up at his own lips to clear at least some of the mess she's made of his face. He's feeling dizzy and lightheaded for the best of reasons, and his voice is definitely hoarse and breathless when he speaks. ]

Damn, Sara...

[ Of course she comes that quickly, because he's just that good and she can finally concentrate completely on what he's doing, losing herself to the sharp skill of his tongue and the sweet suck of his lips.

She tries not to collapse completely into a heap when she's done, taking a moment to catch her breath and right her head before she climbs off him, crawling weakly back around before rolling over to flop onto her back beside him.

Grinning, chest still heaving from the effort, she casts a glance over at him. ]

Not bad, Doc.

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