Title: E 'delicate
Fandom: RPF Green Day
Rating: Red
Genre: Erotic ( I tell you! )
Notes: Slash, lemon
Characters: Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt
Notes: Oh, now I can finally say I made the happiness of a lot of people! Also for the p0rnfest # 4, for the prompt " E 'delicate " , here is the long awaited highly anticipated BIKE directly Written by the hands of the champion of Bike !
So I did my part even p0rn on this pair XD
And there are those moments when you think you could break it if you treat him badly.
E 'delicate
And there are those moments when you think that if Whether you break the bad.
You know it delicate.
Or at least, when they want him. It is the same
Billie Joe ever, is the same soft-eyed little boy who asks you to sleep with you, is the same school friend that gives you chocolates on Valentine's Day is always the same, that at this time you're slamming on the sofa with little grace and assails you, many without taking off his shirt and throwing it in the preambles to the corner, climb astride badly on you and slip your fingers through your hair to get hurt, or at least, if you would only hurt his mouth was not glued to your own and you explain what is going inch by inch of you.
And you know that it will, all right if you will.
Like his body, thin, pale, dark with those tattoos that stand out as an eyesore, that hair always put the dick and those eyes that make you his favorite slave, you can not resist Billie , and he can not resist you, try as it's useless, you are made to be opposite poles of two magnets that do nothing but attract morbidly, and when it does start the sparks, stuff from blush to even the most experienced and regular practitioner. But that day
Billie did not want to overdo it, you tired from the long day, just wants an advance, and if you're not willing to give it to him, if he takes it without a layer to get permission. The uncombed
of spite, your kiss lasted an eternity, you will never break away if it was not for lack of oxygen, its language is something more exciting than you've ever found on earth, can drive you nuts just licking the palate, even dragging your license in a spiral in November despite being sweaty, let him do it, you're at his mercy, I like to sit down and see what is invented, or even hear her skin rubs against your asking a sea of attention, the hugs, the string while her lips make you feel heaven, his muscles flickering against yours, we pass over the fingers, the services which, you feel its your nipples masturbating, and when you wonder fuck able to do very well already know the answer, and you like Billie you like in every detail, would you die for him, you had everything imaginable, and you also probably already done so, but again, do again .
Suddenly Billie breaks away from your mouth, foreplay lasted too, kneels astride you and begins to trade your jeans, you'll rake in even a minute, completely naked, and he does the same, you've always admired his audacity, especially at certain times.
We grasped each other like animals, now, flesh against flesh, the contact becomes more intense, more tangible, more intimate, every caress the sensitive part as he does the same with you, play with your bodies, so now we know every weakness of the other, a tremendously sensual treasure hunt that brings the adrenaline, sex should not be so fundamental, yet feel unable to do without.
Maybe because your not just sex.
Billie Joe pushes you back against the cushions of the sofa, there's no one home, thankfully, and has the air of one who does not care not to make you scream or not. We love it, makes you a shiver down the spine, you only rapes his mind, and behold, that's where you see that is Billie that you could never do without .
I kissed another wet, very long time before he'll open his legs, neck to give you a lick and penetrate you with a single thrust, it takes your breath for a moment, it's a bit ' bad, but you like, you like because you know that pain is a grain of sand in a desert of pleasure which is already fitting into you, you relax with panting Billie who returns to nibble on the earlobe , looks you in the eyes and smiles at you in that you fatally crushes any possible resistance, and begins to oscillate, it begins to press your inner, slowly at first, it makes you get used to his presence and at the same time makes you damn why you want that everything was faster, curse him, his body and his fuckin sensuality that sends you into a frenzy every time with nothing, breathe deeply to keep a bit 'of behavior, which regularly lose when he penetrates you with more decision, doing it on purpose to hear you moan, pressing and recedes back and forth like a pendulum, hot and hard, you feel his excitement raging inside you, and it is as if you had never felt better, never felt more at peace with the world, and at the same time you are in absolute chaos, you get lost in the ecstasy of the pleasure that is possessing you, hug your knees to Billie sides to feel better, deeper, you want it, want everything immediately, you were not aware of being shouted at each thrust, sighing and begging like a virgin at first intercourse, you twist in the breath of Billie that goes with your voice, you move slightly, and then go mad at all, because your knight has centered in the middle of your target and you feel that you are about to die of desire, which does not continue to touch there, there there there, always there will not forgive, never understand anything unless the movement that each pulse you passes from side to side, you violent attacks you and you take making you wish that you never stop, because muscles stiffen everything is amplified, tearing a groan to Billie that is blocked for an eternal moment, you're ready to beg him not to quit when they start again with more energy, you throw open your eyes, arching his back, and then not see anything , devastated by the absolute pleasure, you can not see anything for a few moments where you just shut the gates of heaven, and when they return to earth feel warm, beautiful, wonderful warmth to the abdomen, and then Billie Joe comes down him exhausted, panting on the shoulder without you even more strength to speak.
He puts a hand through his hair soaked with sweat recover normal breathing, and hugs.
Oh yes, he's a sensitive guy.
When in the mood.
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