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Decembra hummed softly as she perched on the edge of Uryu's bed, thumbs clicking on the screen of her phone. It was not uncommon for herself and Uryu to text each other while at work, that was what couples do after all. Tonight was no different, pleasantries, telling him about her day, helping him pass his downtime.

Sending the picture was most certainly to heat him up, to remind him what was waiting when he returned home. Though the question sent with it was feigned innocence, playful and teasing.

Do you like my new sweater?

Never mind the stocking clad thighs, or tiny underwear that left little to the imagination. The sweater clung to heavy breasts, the hem hugging just beneath them, sleeves long and comfortable. Teasing him alone made her heart race, she wondered how he would react, the idea of him looking at her sent a thrill of delight through her.

I thought it brought out my eyes

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[shiro_megane_kun]

If it was any reassurance, even as she pulled him down into a kiss, Uryu was already leaning down to kiss Decembra deeply, one hand reaching up to cradle her cheek as his free arm wrapped around her, holding her close. Almost as soon as the door was shut, Uryu had her back up against it, his body pressed flush against hers, a thigh wedging between her legs, brushing up against her, not a second to waste, never mind what mess it might cause– the desk was simply too far away, the time it would take to reach it an eternity, even for a man as deliberate and patient as Uryu. He did not come up for air a second before he had to, and when he did, the smile he gave her was delirious, face flushed.

"For a moment I thought I might be dreaming."

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The kiss had her weak in the knees and she was thankful for the strength of his arm, and then the firm press of the door behind her to hold herself up. She moaned against his lips, mouth opening to meet his tongue the taste of him making her feel dizzy. The press of his thigh between her legs drew a whimper against his lips and she could help the way her hips squirmed grinding down against him with needy little bucks of her hips.

Decembra returned his kiss, head swimming from just how good it felt. How every part of her body seemed to burn whenever he touched and she was breathless and dizzy when the kiss broke. She looked up at him, returning that delirious smile with one of her own, a hand reaching up to cup his face.

"You just might be" she said teasingly, her thumb tracing his lower lip before she leaned up to kiss him again. This time soft, more playful, teasing. Her teeth pulled on his lower lip, tongue sliding against it to sooth the sting of the bite. "Just what shall you do with me hm?" she asked her other hand moving to slide down his front, cupping over the very obvious swell in his pants. She inhaled sharply fingers tracing his cock.

"What should we do with this?"

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Uryu leaned into the touch, savoring the nearness, basking in her presence, almost like a cat rubbing their whiskers into the hand of their owner. It hadn't been that long since they'd seen each other, less than a day, but it had felt entirely too long.

Decembra didn't need him to say a word to hear what his body was saying, the way his cock twitched beneath her touch, the way his eyes half-closed for a moment, or the breathy noise he made and how he needed a moment to find his breath again after. He was asking for more.

He swallowed thickly, his breath hot. "I haven't been able to stop thinking how good that sweater looks on you since you sent that picture," he admitted, his free hand wandering up to cup a breast and squeeze it through the fabric. "And about how much I'd love to give you a pearl necklace to go with it."

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Decembra loved more than anything how responsive he was to her, how he soaked up her touch with such need. Her mouth felt dry, a wave of desire running through her making her pulse quicken further as her fingers curled and flexed against his cock.

She could not get over how hot he was when she got him like this, aching and throbbing for her. The slide of his hand up her body made her breath hitch, back arching ever so into the squeeze of his fingers on her breast. Her breath trembled at his words her eyes darkening as the lust for him grew.

Getting Uryu to talk dirty was always a victory; to hear what he really wanted was what she really found sexy. That he wanted to share that part of himself with her. She wet her lips, a soft hum leaving her as she stretched out against the door, letting him get a good look at her in said sweater, the dip of her cleavage low and inviting.

"That can be arranged," she said with a playful hum as she slid her body downwards, settling in a comfortable squat in front of him. "Take a picture when you're done?" she asked as her fingers worked his belt open, gently dragging her lips along the curve of him through his clothing. She was impatient, fingers working the fastens of his pants and then working them and his underwear off his hips, a soft moan leaving her as she freed his cock.

"God look at you" she murmured, fingers curling around the base of him as she leaned close her lips pressing a long slow kiss to the swollen tip of his dick.

[shiro_megane_kun]

If the Uryu he'd been before he'd met Decembra had been told he would go from sexting, to phone sex, to sleeping with someone in his office while on shift, he would have been incredulous, aghast, and in denial about how intrigued he was. Decembra's own brash daring, and her unconditional warmth and acceptance was what inspired his daring. Her lack of judgement – and more than that, her encouragement – was incredibly freeing. Uryu wasn't sure what he'd done to deserve her or if he simply didn't deserve her – though he certainly did his best every day to bring as much to her life as she'd brought to his – but he was incredibly grateful, both to her and for her. He was still dedicated to his work, but now, at least, with someone waiting at home for him, he was leagues closer to balance than he had been before he'd met her.

And it went without saying, the sex was fantastic.

With all the verbal foreplay, worked up as he was, even feeling her hot breath graze his aching cock, seeing her squatting in front of him, giving him that breathtaking view of her cleavage, was enough to make him twitch a little, and when he felt her hand wrap around him, when he felt her kiss on him, that was all it took for her to get a bead of precum out of him.

"Decembra..." That moan came out louder than he had meant it to.

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Uryu brought a safe comfort in her life. She had always been flighty, never staying in one place or relationship for any long period of time. Yet somehow, one of her whims had brought her to his arms and now, surprisingly she found herself sharing a home with him.

Though anywhere with him would be home.

She loved this side of him, just as much as she loved how hard he worked, him eyes down in a book as she lay her head on his lap. The sound of her name, wrapped up in that moan. It sent a rush of arousal straight to her core. As hot as it was, she was still aware that anyone walking by could hear them. She looked up at him, letting out warm laugh against his skin, hushing him gently, a hand resting against his hip.

"Quiet darling." she murmured, though she gave him no time to gather himself as her tongue darted out, catching the bead of precum on her tongue with a happy little moan. She teased him and herself by circling the head of his cock with her tongue before finally wrapping her lips around him, a low moan in the back of her throat as she sunk her mouth around his cock.

She looked up at him, lips stretched around him before sinking into a steady rhythm. The slide of his cock in her mouth making her throb.

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Chastened by the loving admonition, Uryu's responses became much quieter, and though his breath caught audibly in his throat from Decembra's tonguework – as if he wasn't already worked up to full mast – it may have been easy for Decembra to catch, but it would much harder for anyone else to overhear.

Still, even now, even in this position, Decembra wasn't the only one capable of being teasing, and while the long, slender fingers of one hand ran through her silvery tresses, the other trailed down to one of her ears, just glancing touches, lovingly teasing, at first.

Normally, Uryu would have held himself still, at least at first, letting Decembra find her rhythm, only starting to move his hips as she unraveled him, but this time, as wound up as he was, though he tried to hold still, he wasn't able to completely hold himself back, just a jerk of his hips, but telling nevertheless.

"S-sorry," he murmured under his breath to her, while the hand lavishing attention on her ear began stroking and rubbing more firmly.

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Every sound she coaxed from Uryu's lips went straight to her core, was almost better than the feeling of his cock in pressed firmly into her mouth. The feeling of his fingers through her hair made her shiver, her breath catching as those slender fingers found the long tip of her ear. Her breathing hitched tight in her throat and that flush darkened on her cheeks.

Her mouth sucked tighter around him, letting him fill her mouth completely, each fleeting touch of his fingers against her ears drawing a soft whimper in the back of her throat. The jerk of his hips forced his cock into the tight muscles of her throat, and when she withdrew she let her mouth fall wide open looking up at him as shakey wet moans sounded from the back of her throat.

She squirmed her eyes fluttering from the pleasure of his fingers. The hand on his hip squeezed, and gently pulled wordlessly encouraging him to move, her mouth working around him, pulling him firm and deep into her mouth, tongue teasing stiff flesh, the taste of his precum making her cunt throb, aching for him.

[shiro_megane_kun]

It took his breath away, seeing her like this, luxuriating in a moment of raw, unabashed sexuality, her mouth hanging open, the sweet noises falling from those lips, her eyes begging him not to stop. She was an erotic masterpiece, a wet dream made flesh – or was it that he had wandered into a wet dream at some point? The distinction hardly mattered, and she didn't need to signal to him twice that she was ready for him as he started to roll his hips. "Don't stop..." he managed, just barely under his breath. Even if her pace didn't quicken, his would eventually start to as he gradually unraveled, his thrusts becoming less controlled as she brought him closer to an edge he hadn't started all that far away from– though the hand fondling her ear was never rough.

Me doing this at work again

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There was something so sexy in watching Uryu, who held himself so strictly falling apart for her. The roll of his hips was met with the push of her mouth, easily falling into rhythm with him. Each push of his cock down her throat earned him a swallow of her muscles around him, the fingers at her ear had her whimpering around him. The thought of stopping didn't even cross her mind, her lips and throat working around him eagerly. A hand moved to cup her breast, kneading the flesh through her clothing, just for something more, to take the edge off.

Wetness coated her lips, easing the slide of his cock in and out of her mouth. Jaw slack as she swallowed him down again and again, hungrily moaning around him. Each throb and twitch of his cock earned him a tight squeeze of her lips and a low moan in the back of her throat as she worked her mouth around him.