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A lick, a slurp, a three-fingered thrust... lather, rinse, repeat in no specific order. Ozzy had something of a pattern going, but at very nonspecific intervals, he would change things up. He could allow no comfort other than the comfort found in physical release, lest things go a bit stale on the other end. He also enjoyed the slight surprise on Nikki's face during the moments in which orgasm reached her more suddenly than other times. Ah, but she said he couldn't keep doing this, and this time... she seemed to mean it. Even as her hips ground against his face by her own doing, even as the tug of his hair continued and she endlessly dripped onto the lower half of his face in greater quantities than even the shower was managing, she meant those words this final time.

The time had come for an epic return to Nikki's nether, in proper fashion at that. Hearing this plea, Ozzy finally removed his mouth and fingers while licking his lips and grinning anew. "That so? I've half a mind to complain, don't I? Next time, no mercy," he said, arrogantly confirming their next session of his own accord. At this point, there wasn't a question in his mind that Nikki was en route to being hooked. Standing, he took hold of her thigh again, keeping that leg propped up by his own side. This rise of his would confirm the return of his erection, which had occurred some time ago in actuality. "Don't go begging now, though. Well... maybe do. Not gonna lie, that was kinda hot," he proclaimed as he took her by the wrist opposite of her lifted leg, pinning that arm against the shower wall. A bit of angling by his hips, and he was able to carefully guide his phallus to her adequately-moistened hole. There was no need for all the unnecessary prodding this time; no, he could easily begin pushing his way in. It may have required a bit of force, given his girth and all, but he'd always been rather conscious of this─ enough so that he remained gradual in his insertion. "But who am I kidding? Everything you do drives me mad~"

Everything Ozzy did was something which Nikki wanted to experience. By the time she was able to properly voice her desire for a change in position and act, she'd already seen bliss more times in a single session than she normally saw in a week with a steady boyfriend. Had her previous standards been too low or was Ozzy just way higher above expectation? The answer to that would come as the lad finally removed his face and fingers from her nether, causing Nikki to sigh before looking down at his grinning face. He licked his lips and she felt a deep throb within her person. Why was that attractive? Well, likely because of what he'd been doing seconds before that. His words also were something to appreciate. He wanted to complain about being stopped and with about as much arrogance as a single being could possess claimed that next time he'd show her no mercy. "Come off it, mate. That's the most enticing threat I've ever heard~" she mused seeming to truly consider that far from the worst outcome of such a scenario. Though she somehow felt if he did do such a thing, he'd watch her squirm in agony for much longer than her mind would be able to tolerate. Still, that didn't seem like a bad time, she was really going mad, wasn't she?

Well, even if she wasn't, those downward eyes of hers, would soon be taking in another sight. As Ozzy rose, her eyes didn't initially leading her to catch sight of his manhood which was erect once more with no prompting from her. Her eyes widened again even after knowing what it was like from the earlier bout. "Uh-huh... I wasn't begging. Definitely was just being polite~" she mentioned, seeming to shift her eyes away from such a behavior being called 'hot.' Not that she was seriously denying how her earlier words sounded, nor did she dislike that Ozzy liked it. They'd surprised even her after all, and she'd had the same thought that she hadn't really ever begged for anything before that moment. Still, her wrist was captured opposite of that leg he kept pretty high and once again, she was pinned against a surface. None of this was problematic for her, and she was once again given the full view of Ozzy's face. And then it began, that gentle push into her soaked nether. She gave a slow exhale as he forcefully but carefully began that entry. He was so thick, she groaned but there was nothing but pleasure painted across her face. What was more a look of gentle shock passed her face as he claimed everything she did drove him mad. "You really might be laying it on thick. I like it though~" she mused, he really did wonders for her ego. She hardly did anything other than exist and aside from flirting with him today doubted she should have made such an impression. Still, she could only believe him and enjoy the current tightness of his thrust. Goodness, she wondered if he'd still feel that way when she actually made more liberal attempts to impress him?

"Good. Memorize it," he taunted. His words weren't meant as a threat, but they were meant to be enticing. Most of all, not even a single letter could be considered a lie. Next time he found himself tasting of her innocence, he'd see her removed from this realm of reality. Even now, the claim that she wasn't begging was... well, not entirely true. Sure, Ozzy may have misinterpreted things slightly, but only so. Next time, though. Next time, he wouldn't leave her much of a choice, and he would be without a shadow of a doubt that she was pleased more than otherwise possible before he made another move. Now though, he was at her beck and call, willing to do only as she requested without so much as a second thought. Did it matter what she demanded of him? No. This moment was far too important for Oliver's own future; he had to be capable of showing his... good side, as it were.

Oh, and show, he did. That pace of entry seemed to be doing its job in leaving Nikki with a pleasurable experience instead of any discomfort. He could see it in her face─ there was satisfaction. Frankly, Ozzy couldn't have been more satisfied with himself, that he was even remotely capable of performing such duties for her, of all people. How then, could he have been laying it on thick with his earlier words? She couldn't possibly know the depth of truth they reached. Instead, she would be made to know the depth she demanded of him, which Ozzy himself teased earlier in their discussion. A wall blocked his encroachment, and though it could very easily be breached, he chose to abstain for the moment. Yes, simply pressing against it would do as his forward momentum came to a halt. "I'm not laying it on any sort of way, honest. Scouts honor, even~" he spoke further.

She should memorize... the threat he'd just uttered to her? Hm, what had she gotten herself into? Nikki should have been way more fearful in the moment of the repercussions of enticing a man like Ozzy into the sorts of grandiose claims he kept making, but in the moment she could do nothing but appreciate and look forward to them. After all, if he was behaving in such a way at Nikki's behest, the lass could only wonder what he would do when actually left up to his own devices. That was something to look forward to, was it not? Oh no, when did Nikoleta Corbyn begin... thinking about moments of future tense with this man? The idea of doing so should have shocked her, made her rethink her behavior at least a little. But she was so far beyond rational at this point, she could have planned their wedding for the end of the week and she wouldn't have felt cross about it. Oh... they'd known each other only a few short hours, was this what infatuation was like?

Ah, well she wouldn't have much time to consider her potential infatuation. There were much more important things on the horizon like Ozzy himself. The man continued his push forward and eventually a small breath escaped Nikki. Such a push was enticing to say the least and nothing but pleasurable for its duration. She wondered if it would always be so satisfying. But strangely there was something... amiss. Or rather, different about the quality as a whole. She'd told him she wanted him as deep as he promised and shockingly he'd reached a depth within her that she hadn't know was possible. At the wall he met within her person, there was a gentle shock of sensation. A tingle if you will of pressure she hadn't known could properly exist. As if there was some boundary there that she didn't know of. Ah, but he had a sort of cushiony sensation to it. It didn't hurt. No, it felt... "Good." That wasn't really enough but her nether still pulsed a bit clenching down because of that added bit of friction. "Blimey, you weren't lying about that," she finally managed. She wanted to squirm, to break free, to call someone and explain the current predicament she found herself in. But she also wanted to just enjoy it, and by the time she looked properly into Ozzy's eyes again she couldn't help but be excited by the idea of progress. She leaned forward to lay her lips against his, but before this she'd say one last thing. "I'll take your honesty, and the rest, keep going~" she mused pressing her lips against his. Ah, a hot shower, hot pipe, and a depth she'd never known before. This couldn't go wrong for her, she literally couldn't lose.

Why did Ozzy's movements come to an end as he reached the normal limits of depth? Simply put, he found himself caught in an adjustment period. All that extra time since they were in the sitting room let his excitement stabilize in the end; he could already tell this round would go quite differently compared to the previous. For her to claim he hadn't been lying earlier as well... may have been a bit early. There was a fair bit more space to be traveled, if he so chose to traverse the extra path ahead. That choice may be made later, or maybe it wouldn't. Perhaps he'd do so without thinking about it in the heat of a moment, though all that was merely forward thinking regardless. The time to move was upon him soon enough, as Nikki looked him in the eye and spoke the words herself. The rest, she said? Did she mean that in the literal sense? One could have assumed, but any thoughts or words he had were silenced by her lips just after she spoke. Well, there was only one thing to do now. No matter the case, Ozzy was going to meet that kiss with no less intensity than he had since their first moments together, and his body would be allowed to respond naturally. Stirring was the specific word used earlier by Nikki, if he remembered correctly. He'd go for that. Slow and steady, his girth was shifted within her, spreading itself throughout every millimeter of available space─ and then some. There was the answer to Ozzy's earlier curiosity; it wouldn't even be a matter of his choice. At this depth, it was only natural that a repeated press against that secondary entrance would result in the occasional hello to the space beyond. Oh well; the initial prod didn't seem to be much of an issue, so he didn't see much point in taking care to avoid such a thing.

Nikki hadn't been premature with her assumption. As a matter of experience she knew that none before this man had ever managed to give her this type of feeling. She was beginning to wonder by this experience if there was something wrong with her before now, to have attracted and entertained the types she did before this man? Well, that probably wasn't exactly fair, she was definitely letting Ozzy completely ruin her desire for others. He was overwriting her previous experiences in the moment and making her question her previous judgements. Oh well, either she made him up and he was perfect, or he was actually perfect and she needed to make sure he never went very far away from her. Either option was now acceptable for her.

Why? Because now along with the meeting of their lips, a gentle stirring of her insides had begun. It seemed that Ozzy hadn't lost any interest in their endeavors and was at the moment kissing her with just as much intensity as he had the first time. She couldn't help but be excited by that. Even so, she found herself moaning into the mouth she was currently captured by. What was more the occasional gracing of the barrier within her person by Ozzy's manhood didn't cause a painful reaction in the lass. No. Instead, every time it occurred a jolt of sensation caused her to tense ever so gently, her crevice turning to a vice grip for a few seconds each time before she relaxed soon after. Oh... this really was far too good to be let go. Each movement within her, pushed her closer and closer to supreme pleasure and the knowledge that nothing else would ever do. This man was ruining her and he didn't even know it.

Undoubtedly short-lived would be the current pace taken by Oliver. For the time being, he was in something of an adjustment period for the second time this day. This one would end better, and thus would progress very, very differently. Perhaps the urges he felt were clear to Nikki all along. The way they kissed─ it was ravenous. Just the same, Ozzy's body constantly held onto a great tension, as if he needed to go for a sprint at a moment's notice. Well, it was something like that. He didn't need to run; he needed to thrust. How would he go about this? It all began with the release of her wrist, that hand of Oliver's finding its new place on Nikki's unoccupied thigh. One had already been lifted, and now was the time for the other's rise.

The way they'd been against the closed door earlier was lovely, but Ozzy felt he now needed that same positioning while within her. Yes, this elevation was indeed perfect for maintaining such depth while easily allowing a more forceful approach at her loins. Everything became such a simple matter of grinding with his hips to continue penetration, leaving Ozzy with more than enough ability to focus on her mouth with his own. Another breaching of walls was accompanied by the briefest withdraw of lips, during which Ozzy's breath escaped him... along with his tongue, which did not hesitate to demand entry into Nikki's mouth. It was all a bit sloppy, a bit erratic, but it seemed the hunger was outweighing whatever sense he was meant to have.

Ravenous had been the word of the day. Every meeting of lips, every movement of their bodies against each other, held a certain... friction. Even Nikki had been aware of this at least somewhere in the back of her mind. At the same time, she'd expected this aggression to evolve into something more forceful and violent but right just now, he seemed to be just the opposite. No... he hadn't forced this and made it painful. Plenty of time was given for adjustment, he even moved now like his aim was to devour her, but strangely not in a manner which implied violence.

Ah, but what came first in this action was the rise of her other leg by way of her unoccupied thigh. Strange though it was, they'd started their adventure in her room this way, and she'd had no complaints about it then and had fewer now. Actually, she'd probably imagined this very thing in the moment but it seemed too forward to her. But the idea of too forward of too... well anything, had long since disappeared. It was replaced instead by desire. She'd see this moment through and those gentle grinding pushes against the end of her by way of this advancement didn't seem to deter this idea at all. Even as it became more easily forceful, she didn't seem to mind, no pleasurable noises escaped her at every turn. And with him supporting the most of her weight and pinning her against the wall of the shower, she was allowed to simply feel and focus on it. Her arms made their way around his neck as they kissed and his demand for entry to her mouth was met by the thrashing of her own tongue against his once her lips parted. The gentlest sound escaped her, from a place deep within her torso. This was too good a sensation, her whole body was tensing around him, her core did the same at each grinding thrust. And those pushes at the end of her... seemed to push her closer and closer still to the edge. This depth was quite intense and she couldn't at all resist the tingling sensation which seemed to be overtaking her body. Sloppy and erratic as the movements of their mouths were, their bodies didn't have any kind of mismatch.

Incredible. Strangely, Oliver was quite sure there was as much saliva ready to drip from the corner of his mouth than there was hot water running down his body. This was not the case, of course; it was simply the constant reapplication of oral fluids being swapped around as tongues thrashed into and between the mouths of these adolescents. Moans and gasps traveled between orifices just the same, echoing against the bathroom wall. Ah, there were even more echoes than their voices. In rhythm, every impalement below Nikki's waist resulted in the sound waves of every slick smack and squelch resonating through the bathroom. Ozzy seemed keen to use these audio cues as a beat, to which he would continue this... dance, as it were. All the while, he basked in the raw flavor of Nikki's mouth, only slightly tainted by the late aftertaste of the chips and ketchup of earlier. In finding this pattern, it seemed almost as if every squeeze of Nikki's womanhood was an effort to absorb his rod into it, limiting the extent of his withdrawal. This was... perfectly fine with Ozzy. If her body wished to ensnare him in such a way, perhaps her mind would follow suit; that was something he could certainly get behind. Ah, behind... that thought gave him another idea. He was having quite a few of those, constantly deciding something had to be done in the near future. The excitement never came to an end, and this newfound thrill soon showed itself in thrusts that were not at all aggressive, but... almost desperate in a way.

Their lips and tongue didn't seem to part for very long at all in these moments. And beyond that the feeling of wet muscles crashing against each other seemed to be alright by Nikki. Well, that wasn't exactly true, she enjoyed this. Every movement of their mouths was something she was deeply interested in. At the same time her body did indeed seem keen to absorb this man into her. She didn't need to be enthralled. She was already this, in her own way. She aimed to keep him, but the rhythm of his member as their bodies met in this way made her moan anew. Each breath she took seemed to be directly into Ozzy's mouth. He tasted good, he felt even better and she was on the verge of something grand.

Actually the movements of Ozzy's hips, and the depth of his penetration was more than enough to start that building sensation. But... that continued movement and the clinching of her own person was doing her in. Oh this was about to be glorious, any second now... she could feel it. Their mouths were still moving but the semi-constant pulsing of her nether was a sign she couldn't ignore either. Actually gripping his girth and feeling it slide against her end was more than enough. Between the movements of their tongues, the breaths associated with their moans, between the sounds associated with flesh slapping against flesh, there were words. Just a few gentle words spoken by Nikki to mark her coming climax, mostly due to the new desperation in Ozzy's movements. "Ozzy!~ If you move like that I'm done for... I'm..." she couldn't even finish the statement before that flourish was upon her. Her body tensing internally and externally. Tingles erupting all over her skin, gooseflesh appearing even amidst the warmth of this steamy shower and her own gentle moan which was a sound most melodic. Those desperate movements were noticed and accepted. This was so satisfying, how would she ever do this again... she couldn't... it had to be him from now on. Maybe he understood that?