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Room 323 [Thursday, Evening]

Last class for the term finally out of the way, and it was really about time Effy started to think about her trip home tomorrow, and... well, the packing she had to do for it.

Sure, she probably had enough stuff back in Bristol to get by for a week, but an overnight bag at least might be a good idea, and she yanked one out from under her bed to throw a few things into.

If nothing else, she was looking forward to seeing Tony, maybe even Pandora, though she might be less likely to admit to that second one. The couple of things she actually missed about home were the people. That was something she'd never really imagined would be the case.

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It took a lot of his willpower to not say yes. He wanted to, it was on the tip of his tongue but, in the end, another type of need won out.

"No," he muttered, making a face. "Come on, don't fucking stop what you've started. I want--" He stopped and shook his head. "--it."

"That's very vague of you," she said, throwing back Alex's normal complaint of her at him, even if she did add a hint of movement back in, running her thumb along the length.

Enjoying having the power? Oh yeah. "What do you want?"

"You fucking know what I want," he answered, dropping his head back against her bed and biting his lower lip. "I just told you."

Sort of.

"Like I said. Vague," she reiterated lowly, repeating that gentle motion. "What do you want?"

"You should know vague," he said under his breath, opening his eyes and glaring. "I want you...to get a condom and let me fuck you or do something a little more adventurous with your damn hand."

There. He'd paused in the same place she had earlier and he'd told her what he wanted.

And yet somehow, she didn't think she'd got quite the same answer as he'd been about to say before. Still.

"... I can do that." One more brief squeeze of her fingers, and she made to shift off him a little for a moment to find a condom. Poked at him like that enough for one day.

It probably wasn't the same answer, no. Alex spent a moment blinking at the ceiling and wondering about that hesitation there before shaking it off as nothing. It was nothing.

"Unless that's too hard of a task for you and you want to cuddle," he said, tone dripping with sarcasm. As much as he could muster in light of everything.

Effy smirked, as she sat back over his legs. "Think I can manage," she decided as she set to work on that. Not like it wasn't something she'd done just a few times before. No time needed to be wasted there.

"Another time, maybe." Or probably not.

"Another time," he agreed with a nod. He reached to settle a hand on one of her hips, just letting it rest there since she had the advantage of position right now. He could have flipped them but where would the fun be in that?

Who knows, he might decide he didn't half mind handing off a bit of the control.

For now, Effy was going to make the most of hers, shifting forward and up on her knees, taking a moment just because she could, and eventually, with a quickened breath of her own, sliding down to settle against his hips again.

Feeling like less of an annoying tease now.

Alex didn't mind handing over some control if the other person knew what they were doing with it. Effy did, he knew that so she was one of the few he let have some control.

Once she'd settled, Alex pushed himself up using his hands again, getting closer to her and getting a better angle with his hips. The hand on her hip moved to her back and Jesus fuck, it'd been too long since he'd done this with her.

The fact that he knew that was weird but shut up, it tended not to be bad with her.

Alex was just lucky Effy wasn't one of those mindreaders, and anyway was thinking far more about moving against him and smothering her intake of breath than she was on what might be going through his head.

He might never hear the end of it.

And Alex sincerely doubted that she didn't have those kind of errant thoughts every once in awhile. She might be good but Alex decided she couldn't be that good.

Besides, it was a fleeting thought before he was back in the here and now, gripping her hips tightly, fingers pressing into her skin and using that hold to try and make her move harder against him. She had the position advantage, he had arms that he could use to try and guide her rhythm.

... Probably more than every once in a while. But she, like him, hid them really damn well. Such practiced denial.

She definitely knew what he wanted with that, and used the leverage she had with her knees to get moving properly.

"Better," he whispered near her ear before letting his face rest against her cheek, not even trying to hide that rough breathing. Since she'd picked up his hints, he loosened his grip some but didn't let go, enjoying the feeling of her moving in two very different places.

Effy breathed a little bit of amusement at his ear. He may have loosened up his grip on her, but that wouldn't stop her from spreading her hands across his back and shoulders, and anchoring him close as she moved.

Not the best position to be getting anything hard, but she was amped up enough from everything else not to care much right now.

Like he was going to try to go anywhere. He had much more enjoyable things to be doing right now. Namely, her, of course.

The position wasn't one that left Alex with a lot of opportunity to move himself but he could subtly change angles and he could lift his hips to meet her movements every once in awhile just to change things up, try to surprise her.

And that, was enough to pull a few breathy noises from her as he did it, and have her rolling her hips to try and get as close as possible.

Might not be hard, but it could still be deep, which worked for her, at least.

Couldn't be hard but it could be keep and he was close enough to lean up and kiss her, smother her noises and his noises together. It was close enough that he could yank her toward him, skin to skin and pretty much feel the slide of her body when she moved.

Alex was a fucking fan of this position, yes. And he'd probably show that here soon enough.

Was always something about being this close, and being able to feel and hear every little thing that could make it all the more exciting.

It wasn't even like she was really concentrating on any of that, but it probably filtered somewhere in past the thought that went on keeping a vague sort of rhythm and the one encouraging her to move her hands across his back.

Alex dropped his head to her shoulder, uncaring if that seemed weak or whatever, because he was fast approaching that place where he wasn't going to care about anything but himself.

Considering he could feel that end coming, he tried to press deeper, tried to bring her down harder against him and probably succeeded in doing a decent job before he was gasping against her shoulder and clutching at her back, really only vaguely realizing she was there.

He was breathing though, that was a plus, even if his mind was filling with a haze and his limbs did feel heavy. He'd just have to check her in a minute.

Any movement on her part was almost instinctive at this point, and Effy just tightened her grip around him, close as she could get and tried to muffle the sounds she was making against his neck.

Somehow, even when her mind was flooded with the sensations of this, she could still think enough for that.

She was one up on him, then, because all of his intelligent thought had been zapped away, leaving him roughly breathing and clinging to her just so he could center himself.

When he'd gotten some focus back, he was able to discern that, even if she'd been using his neck for her own benefit, she'd still made the noises and he'd felt those noises even.

Good enough for him.

If she'd known those earlier thoughts of his, right now, she'd even have to agree. It had been way too fucking long since they'd done that.

Probably even crossed her mind as she brought her own ragged breathing back under control and could spare the brainpower for that side of things.

He was happy to let her do most of the heavy thinking right now, content with holding onto her (so he wouldn't fall over, really) but, if he had been thinking, he'd be thinking those thoughts again.

He could give great 'going away even if it's for a week' gifts when he wanted to.

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