Living room of Daniel Joyce's house

[di_carlisle]

*paces anxiously inside, waiting for Blythe's therapy session to end*

*hears Blythe coming*

*stops pacing and arranges himself casually on a chair, grabbing a magazine to browse through*

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[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*hobbles in on crutches, still looking pleasantly dazed and glad to be out of the wheelchair*

*sees you sitting there*

*grins*

*throws crutches on bed and hops over to you, tossing the magazine aside*

*pounces*

*snogs the living daylights out of you*

[di_carlisle]

*is snogged, surprised but overjoyed*

Well, hello sailor!

*pulls you close to him, turning the both of you around so that you're sitting in the chair and he's stradding you, your head in his hands, planting kiss after grateful kiss on your lips*

I take it the talk went well then.

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*in between big happy sloppy wet kisses*

Permission to eat you all up, sir. With cream...and sugar...and a lolly...on top.

*strokes your face, looking deep into your eyes*

I'm such a lucky bastard. You're the best person I've ever known. And you hang about with me...I don't think I could ever find a way to tell you how much I love you.

*kisses you more slowly, savouring every second*

[di_carlisle]

Mmm! Permission enthusiastically granted, constable. *opens his mouth to yours, letting our tongues caress each other, our breaths mingling*

Oh, you do, you do tell me, Blythe, every time you look at me, it's in those eyes. And if I'm the best person you've ever known, it's only because you inspire that in me.

I'm so, so glad to see you happy again. *kisses you, tangling fingers in your hair*

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*kissing deeply, giving you gentle play-bites on chin*

You make me happy. Your crooked nose...*kisses it*...and your skinny arse...*squeezes it playfully*..and your freckly pelt...*licks your face*...all of you.

*looks at you, eyes full of love and gratitude*

You looked after me. You still are. It can't have been easy for you the last few days...but here you are.

*lets fingers play in your hair*

Either you're the best friend and partner a bloke could ever have, or a glutton for punishment. *gentle smirk* Or both.

*tenderly massages your scalp, moving one hand down and rubbing an earlobe with playful affection*

[di_carlisle]

Or it just could be that I'm crazy in love with you, and would live and die for you, and that it breaks my heart to see you suffering. Mmm?

*kisses you long and hard*

Or, it could be that adorable round little arse of yours.

*plunges his hands between your arse and the seat cushion and pulls you to him, grinding against you*

*growling in your ear* Or that delicious mouth, and the way that maddening little tongue on my cock makes me want to explode inside you.

*kisses you again harder, more demanding this time, his breathing becoming harsher*

Stop me if I'm getting near the mark.

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*grins*

Very near the mark, sir. Though you could be a bit nearer...

*guides your hand to crotch, breathes in sharply*

Oh yes. Much nearer. Spot on, I'd say.

*leans back in chair, pinned between it underneath and you above*

*holds your head and draws you close, kissing the tender curve of your jaw and whispering huskily in your ear*

I missed fucking you so much. You have no idea...the feeling of that long lanky cock...inside me...the taste of you in my mouth...watching you come, your naked body arching up and up and...

*catches breath as you move, grinding against you in rhythm*

Fuck me. Oh god yes fuck me please...

*kisses you, breathing hard in your mouth*

[di_carlisle]

*unbuttons your shirt and tears it off*

*hungrily fastens his mouth to one of your nipples and sucks*

*slides his hand roughly under the waistband of your trousers, wraps his hand around your cock and squeezes, working you in a maddeningly sensual rhythm*

*unbuttons his own trousers with the other hand, already so hard for you the fabric is straining*

*takes your hand and guides it to his own cock, kissing you again, groaning with desire*

Oh, yes Blythe, that's it, you little tease...

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*takes off your shirt and jacket in one piece*

*lets head fall back as you suckle, stroking your hair and arching back, making faint involuntary gasps of pleasure...which abruptly get louder as you squeeze*

Ohgodyes fuck me please I need...to feel you...

*squeezes you, rubbing pad of thumb over the tip as you thrust*

*clamps mouth onto yours, kissing and sucking with a urgent hunger*

Fuck me, sir. I want...I need you...inside me...

*slides your trouses off, helping them down with one foot, glorying in the gorgeous feeling of your skin beneath my hand as it travels over your back and neck and shoulders*

[di_carlisle]

*undoes your trousers and yanks them off*

Oh, god, Blythe...I could just eat you up, you look so utterly fuckable. God help me, I want to be inside you right now. I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy...

*licks palm wetly several times and lubes you up, rubbing some on his cock as well*

*grabs hold of your hips and yanks you to the edge of the chair, kneeling in front of it*

*slowly pushes his way inside you, claiming your mouth with his, his tongue invading as he penetrates you*

*whimpers with the pleasure of you tightly squeezing and surrounding him, pulling you to him roughly, needing more of you, sinking in deeper and relishing the feeling of your bodies meshing, your chest against his*

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*gasps as you enter, whole body shivering with need*

*wraps legs around you, squeezing, trying to draw you in tighter*

*clutches you, clawing your back and hugging you hard, chest to chest, flesh to flesh, trying to pull you even closer; almost as though we could mesh into one body*

*bears down on you, matching your thrusts, pushing faster and harder, then briefly slowing down before speeding up again, grunting in savage delight*

*pulls away from your mouth for an instant*

Oh god...sir...I'm at...your mercy. Fuck me please ohgodyes harder fuck me hard I'm begging you...

*opens mouth eagerly as your tongue invades again, a delicious intrusion, letting you plumb and probe, nearly delirious with the taste of you*

[di_carlisle]

*grabs your arse and fucks you harder, out of his mind with need for you*

Oh...FUCK Blythe...you're so tight...GOD it's so good...NNGH oh, god, god, I adore you...

*sobs into your hair, incoherent gasps of longing, and then kisses his way down the side of your face, mouthing your jaw, biting your neck like a wild animal, hardly conscious of what he's doing, only knowing he needs more of you*

Oh! Oh, Blythe, I can't stand it, I can't hold on much longer...

*fucks you urgently, desperately, unable to stop himself, swept up completely in the sensation, surrendering to you*

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*leans head back, writhing in exquisite agony at your mouthing and biting, gasps and moans and whimpers escaping throat in an overwhelming rush*

Ah god Peter yes please god yes...

*loses power of speech as the gorgeous friction rises like hot molten lava, flooding through body in waves*

*bears down on you, rubbing against you faster and harder, faster and harder, a helpless slave to the delicious friction*

*finally cries out as an explosive climax rips through entire body, slamming head back against the wall, senseless to anything but the fierce overwhelming bliss coursing through veins*

*shudders and thrusts for several more seconds, new tremors rippling through just when you think the last of them have died down*

*grinning and laughing in sheer exhausted joy as things come back down to earth*

*kisses the top of your head, twisting around to observe at several new chair-shaped indentations in the wallpaper*

...I think...we hurt the wall.

*has a rapturous and rather naughty giggling fit*

[di_carlisle]

*comes into you with a long cry of helpless passion, pumping again and again, overwhelmed by the sight of you, laid open and bare before him, neck exposed, fingers clutching, crying out beneath him*

*so overwhelmed with the force of his climax, having a hard time drawing breath*

*collapses onto you, still pulsating inside you, still quivering*

*giggles with you, feeling the vibrations in your chest against his ear*

Oh, Blythe. Mere walls are nothing to me when you are in need of a good seeing to. It's just my duty as the man who is so absurdly in love with you.

*holds you close*

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*grins at you*

Mmm. Devotion to duty. We need more men like you on the force, sir.

*plays with your hair, rubbing one leg idly up against yours like a very happy cricket, and says something out of the blue*

...Fish and chips.

*giggles at your puzzled expression*

Fish and chips! I haven't had a decent plate of fish and chips since...well. Since that day at the hotel. And I'm starving.

Come on. I know it's America, but it's a port city. There's got to be someplace that serves up a decent fry. What do you say?

[di_carlisle]

That sounds perfect. I'm ravenous.

*gives you one last kiss and gets up*

I imagine, though, that we might cause a little less stir if we get dressed first, eh?

*gathers up your clothes and tosses them at you playfully*

I only hope that this fish supper ends as well as the last one. *winks*

[dc-blythe.livejournal.com]

*trying to get trousers off of head*

Well, we might want to leave the shop first. Wouldn't want to frighten the poor Yanks.

*gets dressed*

I hope they have vinegar. My mum visited the States once and she said the chippie shops never had vinegar.

*gives you a long, loving gaze*

...Thank you, sir. I needed that.

*gets up with an effort and follows you out the door, hobbling a little more gracefully on the crutches than before*