After Summer Bash from Hell [Backdated, Closed]

[jasonwright]

Warning: NSFW probs lol

It doesn't normally take long to put out the fire in a fire-pit, but Jason's a bit distracted at the moment. He wants to get downstairs and this stupid fire is keeping him from that. Iris has already gathered up all the s'more supplies and is waiting at the rooftop door for him and she looks eager to get out of here as well.

Finally the last of the flames die out and Jason's comfortable the fire won't rekindle. He grabs the blanket and pillows off the bench and follows Iris to the door.

"Alright," he smiles. "Ready when you are?"

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[jasonwright]

He's reeling slightly with how Iris has taken charge, stripping him of his shirt and pressing against him. He leans against the door again, a need to be stable. He slips his arms around her waist, pulling her close.

[littleredsiren]

She's breathing hard, chest heaving with the effort, when she pulls back for a bare moment. "Sorry. You just looked really good," Iris murmurs, giving him a heated look.

[jasonwright]

He smiles when she pulls back and his voice is a bit husky. "No need to ever apologize for this." His hands are resting on her hips now and he bites his lip as he looks down at Iris. He definitely likes this side of her.

[littleredsiren]

"Then I won't again," she replies, her entire body warm with desire and the way he's looking at her not doing anything to help with that. Feeling abnormally bold, she reaches down and tugs off her own shirt, tossing it to the side before tugging him over to the couch. Wrapping her arms around his neck again, she falls back, letting her weight carry them down to the cushions before she's kissing him again, nipping and sucking at his bottom lip.

[jasonwright]

Everything happens quickly and Jason's head is already muddled with her kisses so he definitely doesn't register what's happened until he finds himself straddling Iris on the couch. And she has no shirt on. He kisses her back with just as much intensity, tangling a hand in her hair.

[littleredsiren]

Iris moans needily into his lips, fingers digging into his shoulders. Moving away, she presses heated kisses along his jaw, working her way to that sensitive spot behind his ear.

[jasonwright]

His head tilts and Jason can't keep the swearing quiet as she hits a sensitive spot. His hand falls from her hip and he grips her thigh, sliding up and down her skin there.

[littleredsiren]

Iris nuzzles her way down his neck, nipping and kissing at the sensitive skin. She presses a kiss into the hollow of his throat as her fingers stray down to the top of his sweatpants, brushing over him teasingly.

[jasonwright]

His moan is clear now, especially as her hand slips down his stomach. Jason feels a shiver run down his spine at her touch and he reaches around, hand sliding over her butt.

[littleredsiren]

His moan is like music to her ears right now and she dips her hand past his waistband, stroking him more firmly through the fabric of his boxers as she tries to coax out another.

[jasonwright]

Jason hisses slightly, pressing himself into her hand. Her touch is intoxicating and he needs more. He buries his face into the crook of her neck, brushing his lips against the skin there.

[littleredsiren]

She takes that as encouragement, slipping her hand into his boxers, curling her fingers around him and stroking. Iris turns her head slightly, nuzzling into his hair and quietly revelling in the effect she has on him.

[jasonwright]

A low moan slips out as she strokes him, Jason biting his lip in pleasure. He leans down, presses kisses over her chest as he reaches to unhook her bra.

[littleredsiren]

Iris feels her breath catch as he moves lower, to the sensitive skin of her breasts. Releasing him for a moment, she wriggles out of the bra, letting it fall to the ground before reaching down to stroke him again.

[jasonwright]

He helps her out of the bra, leaning down to kiss her breast, sucking the skin lightly as he cups the other. He can't stop touching her, needing to please her the way she's pleasing him.

[littleredsiren]

Iris swears under her breath, moaning the way he'd been just moments ago. His touch is intoxicating and her whole body tingles with pleasure as she squirms under him. Unthinking, she lets go of him, reaching up to clutch him to her.

[jasonwright]

The way she reacts sends a shiver down his spine and Jason starts to massage her breast. He leans up, kissing at the crook of her neck and pressing his hips against hers.

[littleredsiren]

She moans out his name, rolling her hips into his needily. Reaching down, she attempts to divest him of his remaining clothes, a soft growl of frustration slipping out when she can't.

[jasonwright]

He takes her hint. Jason kisses her on the lips before sitting up to pull off his pants and boxers, giving Iris the opportunity to do the same. He leans back down, cupping her face with both hands to kiss her needily.

[littleredsiren]

She takes the moment to get rid of the last of her clothes as well, and then he's kissing her again and she's kissing back, putting all her need into it. Iris slides her hands down his back, thumbs stroking over the small dimples she'd spotted there earlier.

[jasonwright]

His own hand slips down her body to rub between her legs, arching against her as her hands explore his back. Jason nips at her bottom lip, enjoying the heat coming from her body.

[littleredsiren]

She jerks against him, so sensitive with pent up need that even the slightest touch is almost overwhelming. Pressing into his hand, she moans his name into his lips, losing herself in his ministrations.

[jasonwright]

It's all he can do not to take her right then and there when she moans his name. Jason presses his forehead to hers, trying to keep his focus while he teases her. There's something about Iris that drives him insane and his voice is low with desire, "God, I want you."

[littleredsiren]

"I need you, Jason," she moans, arching against him. "Now." She feels like she's on fire and she can feel her arousal building already.

[jasonwright]

He swears at that, reluctantly pulling himself away from her long enough to fish in his pants for his wallet and in record time, he's back with a condom, quickly rolling it on. Kissing her hard, he pushes into her, immediately overwhelmed by how good she feels to him. Jason hooks an arm around her leg, lifting it so he can reach her more pleasurable areas.