fightlikehell | Hello, hello, hello.

Very true, people want to see my work. So, who knows?

[He lightly bumps her shoulder, and Karen huffs with a laugh, and a shy smile]

Thank you, that is all the critique I need, honestly.

[She nods mutely for a moment, and then clears her throat.] Okay, good.,

[When he kisses her forehead, she wasn't expecting it, so her eyes closed, and she let out a breath that seems like she was holding it in. She goes stock still, and just waits to see what happens?]

As long as it means something to you, I don't know how well it will go over if you bill it as "Matt Murdock Approved".

[He can laugh at himself.]

It speaks for itself.

[Matt slowly breathes out and dips his head to have his lips touch to Karen's. The heady flavor of coffee can't block out what she tastes like. His hand is on her waist again.]

Other people's opinions of your approval mean nothing to me. It is all I need, and they can shove it if they can't understand.

[She smiles awkwardly, but gently when he laughs to himself.]

It does...

[Her eyes open when he leans in to kiss her, almost gasping into his mouth as she starts to kiss back. His hand on her waist has her turning in toward him more fully. Her own hand moves to his waist, then over his back.]

[Then a lot of people will shove it. All he's got is a smile at her words. No use arguing when she's set her mind to it.

His lips urge her's open. That turn Karen does to face him lets Matt pull Karen closer. Their height difference isn't exceedingly dramatic but he takes a grip on her to turn and carefully lift her to the counter top as the kiss gains heat.]

[That makes her fumble with the water, trying to find the lever to turn it off. When she does, her other hand moves closer to him but still remains on the counter top,

At his urging, her mouth opens as surprise over takes her, but it doesn't last for long. She makes a shocked sound when he tugs her closer, but she goes willingly toward him. Then he is lifting her up onto the counter, her hands both quickly move to his shoulders to hold onto his jacket. Jumping up as he lifts her, both of her legs move around his waist, and lock at the ankles. She softly gasps against his tongue again. She doesn't move anymore than that, letting him take the lead.]

[The rushing water sound isn't enough to drown out the sound of her heart beat. Steady and strong right with him. The kiss keeps going, lingering. Matt poises her just so but really keeps the contact of their bodies. Karen's looped ankles help. He makes a soft noise in the back of his throat as his fingers have found the space between her shorts and cami again daring to slip under slowly.]

[That surprises her, she leans into him a bit more. When he makes that noise, her hand slowly move up into her hair, tangling at the back of his head.

When his fingers find her skin again, she lurches forward a bit against him. Moving back a little to suck in a breath, Then she leans back into him to kiss him again, slightly more forcefully, but still hanging back some.]

[There's enough hair on his head to pull and clutch. His scalp really feels responsive under her touch. Strike that, he completely feels responsive from head to toe. Both of his hands are under her shirt, one from the back against her spine and the other reaches up to feel the bottom of her rib cage.

He can feel her old back. She is entirely expecting it. Whatever she's comfortable with. This wasn't just about sandwiches or fulfilling requirements of Eudio. Matt wanted to see her, to be with her.]

[Lucky for him, Karen had a very, very sensitive back. Her biggest thing is feeling someone kissing over her skin, and up over her spine. So, feeling his hand on her back is making her feel really overloaded, but in a good way. He leans into him hard when she feels both of his hands on her skin. She has to pull back some to moan, the back of her head colliding softly with the cabinet behind her.

Karen wanted to see him too, and to be with him. Just she has been kind of scared that she had been coming on too strong.]

[The light thud makes him pull back.]

Sorry, you okay?

[He nuzzles the side of her head and scoots her body weight like it's nothing so that she's closer to him. Matt kisses her temple and moves to her neck. Taking a chance, he cups her breast. His question is perhaps now for more than just Karen's head. There have been starts and stops. Now is he the one to come on too strong?]

[She starts to laugh a bit, and nods as she speaks.] Yeah, I'm fine. [She continues to chuckle lightly.]

[She leans heavily into the nuzzling, and when he scoots her closer, she laughs more, but it is a bit of a shocked/happy laughter. When his lips move to her neck, she lets out a breathy moan, canting her head to the side some. Then his hand wraps around her breast, and she moans softly, but in earnest as her hand moves up and over the back of his through her shirt. Her breath catching a bit, her hand is clutching at him wherever her hand has moved too, probably at his side, but more on his hoodie than his side proper. At the same time, her heart rate starts to ratchet up the more he kisses, and touches her body. He also feels so hard, and present between her legs, his body heat was making her head spin, and it made her skin tingle which made her nipples go hard.]

Oh, god...[She swallows deeply, and audibly.]

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[That laugh gets to him. She should be free to laugh and smile more. It will still take time, time he's looking to invest.]

Good.

[A rub and squeeze to her soft flesh. It sure is something to feel her warm and harden to his touch. Matt's own heart beat is a hard thud. He kisses along the edge of her cami stooping some before he is hungry for her mouth again. Harder now and with a searching tongue for another moment or two. Matt's fingers close to a pinch at her nipple. The tables have turned as they say.]

Karen, I want you.

[His rubbing of her skin throws her into motion, using one of her arms, she presses her palm down against the surface of the counter so she can press her hips closer to his body more. As he is kissing along her neck, Karen is almost wiggling against him showing just how deep, and needy her desire goes; and it goes very deep.

When he starts kissing her harder, with a deep hunger; Karen reciprocates instantly, and her tongue presses up against him with intense need.

Then he pinches her nipple, and she pulls back to gasp against and into his mouth before she pulled all the way back to moan hard. Thrusting her pelvis toward him using her hand on the counter for leverage; she can feel just how much it is affecting him, and that makes her moan much harder once more. The hand on his side moves up his body to his head, to slide her fingers into his hair, and she grabs a bit to hold onto him, At first, she could only shake her head, but she mentally kicked herself for that, she was finally able to speak.]

Yes! Yes, Matt...I want you. [She is getting warmer, and her pussy becomes so slick, and needy. Every touch is sending little shock waves to her clit.]

[Matt leans into her, leans into the counter but is very mindful how close the cabinets are now. The temperature is getting hotter as they go. It's all bodies and nothing to do with the cool tile or cold surface top that she's perched on.

He's hard. Not sure when it started exactly but he wouldn't say those words for nothing. Karen's leverage has them connect at exactly the right place. For a moment he pants close to her mouth, breathing in the air she exhales. His eyes are half lidded.]

I'm sorry for before...

[In case that wasn't clear. He dips his head to press his lips to her rib cage before he works to figure out how to get her out of those shorts. A near frustrated sigh slips out as he has to surrender his grip on her beautifully responsive breast and nipple.]

[The way he is leaning into her is driving her wild, and making her rub against him even harder. When he was panting near her mouth, Karen was trembling a bit with how worked up he was making her feel. Watching his face, she had to bite her lip for a moment as she just looked at him; looked him over. God, he was stunning, and he made her feel so much.

It takes her a moment or two to get her head back together. When he says he is sorry, her hand reaches up, the one on the counter, to caress his cheek for a moment.] Sorry for what?

[She says in a soft pant. Very mindful of just how hard he was, and how he was pressing up against her right now.

When his lips begin to work over her rib-cage has Karen almost wiggling because she was just so damn sensitive. His lips, and stubble were making her pant heavily. Leaning her head back against the cabinets slowly so she could look down toward where Matt was heading. When he pulls his hand off of her, Karen gasps at the sudden feeling of his warmth, and his calloused fingers moving away. Moving her legs a bit as he slides down between them. Looking down at him now was setting her off even further.]

God, you look so good right now.

[Body contact and language really do say so very much. No doubt he wants her but the words are a gift to say for her ears. The trembling leaves him in a bit of awe too.]

For being so unsure.

[Unavailable seeming, feeling.]

I'll make it up to you.

[Thumbs hook in the elastic and he gives a pull that's going to take some wiggling on her part if she's up for the task. Matt looks up to the sound of her voice.]

Do I?

[The fabric is easy aver the first catch on Karen's hips and then knees. He's making sure that she's bare to him and the counter top. The scratch of his stubble might get her again as he kisses the tops of her thighs.]

I forgive you, and I understand; I really do. [She manages to say, even though her voice was quavering a lot. He says he is going to make it up to her, and that makes Karen swallow audibly.

As his thumbs hook into her shorts, Karen lifts her hips, and using her hands, she pushes up off the counter a bit. This way he can just roll the material down.

His question makes Karen swallow hard once again.] Oh, god --yeah! [She barely manages to get the words out of her mouth.

As soon as he gets her shorts down, Karen shivers when her ass connects with the cold countertop. She'll ignore it for now. Then he kisses the tops of her thighs, and that has Karen arch up using her hands on the countertop, a heated moan leaving her lips with each kiss.]

Oh, god damn...

[The words with her reaction is a cocktail that makes Matt feel drunk. He wants more.]

Thank you.

[For understanding. For being willing to open herself to him physically and emotionally.

You smell good.

[He nuzzles his face between her thighs and braces his arms on the counter top as he crouches like this. It should be obvious he's heading right to her exposed, wet sex. Matt exhales and licks his lips as he presses his mouth to Karen's heat.]

You're welcome. [The words came out strained, and a little hoarse, but the sentiment is there. Or so she hopes?

When she realizes where he is going; Karen scoots her ass down toward the edge of the counter, leaning her head back against the cabinets as she wraps her legs up, and over each of his shoulders.

His words make a breath catch hard in her throat.]

Thank you! [She says in a fairly excitable tone of voice. When he nuzzles against her thighs, Karen reached out to push her hand into his hair with a tremble. As soon as he presses forward, Karen feels her ass lifting off the counter for a moment as he gets settled in. A hot, ready sound spills from her lips.]

Oh, Fuck!

[All the varying sounds of her vocal chords and the acoustics of the kitchen play up to Matt's senses of perception. The neighbors, if they're even home, may not be so pleased. He can't be troubled to think of anyone else with her legs up on his shoulders and his tongue venturing to dip into get a better taste of Karen's body. His arms scoot around to grip her ass and trust that somehow he'll stay upright.]

Mmmmmm.

[His own voice causes a rumble. The exploration is heated, slow only to see how sensitive and how best to please her.]

[Fuck the neighbors, fuck anyone and everyone right now. Karen is so worked up that she can't even think of anything other than what is happening between her legs. As soon as his hands grab her sensitive ass, she gasps super loud, trying to not buck too hard when she feels his hands on each cheek. Her other hand reaches out to grab at his hoodie anywhere she could reach it, Then she fisted it super tight in her grasp.

Then he makes that sound, and she lifts up off the counter, her ass wiggling from side to side a moment. Her mouth hung open slightly as an unsteady moan leaves her lips. Her legs both tense on his shoulders, and her hand in his hair moves through again; her grasp tender, and sweet compared to all the other motions and sounds.

Then she leans back, her head hitting the cabinet, which makes the door thump for a moment, but she doesn't act like it hurt at all.]

Oh...God...Matt! Your mouth, your fucking perfect mouth! [She cried out in a hot voice.] A little faster, and...fuck, and to the left some...please? [Everything was responding all at once, and in a very intense, very happy manner.]

[Their precarious situation means that he's still paying attention to how she sits and how he leans. No one is going to fall. Talk about embarrassing. Yes, they're the only two people that matter here. And he clutches at the soft flesh of her backside. Matt finds himself liking how she moves to meet his mouth and hands.]

Mmm hmm!

[To say he's listening, to moan a little back against her as he listens. He lightly sucks and lets his tongue move. For a bit the focus is on pretty much working his tongue to penetrate her welcoming body but based on how well this is going Matt goes just a little higher to slip his tongue over her clit before carefully sucking, going for the most intense reaction she's willing to give. A shake goes through his shoulders because he's not immune to how she tastes and smells.]

[She does her best to remain mindful of how he is crouching, and how she is sitting, but he is working her so well that she is slowly moving out of her everyday mind, and into something more heated, and primal. Something way more expressive. When he clutches at her ass, she cries out hoarsely, and her calves tense on his shoulders just so.]

Oh, god...Oh, fucking god! [She cries out very, very loudly as he moans against her, answering her comments with a sound of his own. The feel of his tongue lapping at her opening is good, but she needs him to move up a little higher. Though, she doesn't get a chance to say anything when he suddenly does so. When his tongue meets her clit, then he starts to suck? It makes Karen react like she is about ready to go out of her mind a little.]

Ahhh, fuck, Matt...fuck. [She was visibly quaking, her hand twisted in his hoodie was now twisting even harder, and pulling outward in her clutched hand. The hand on his hair suddenly lets go, and moves upward to slam hard into the cabinet as her nails dug into the side of the wood for a moment. Her whole body trembled so hard, it was like a shiver ran through her, and then did it again. That is when she feels a rocking motion up against the back of her thighs, and then again on the back of her calves. He was trembling some as well, which made this even more intimate, and more intense for the blonde.]

You are gonna make me cum. So. Fucking.--[She took in a sharp, hard breath, letting it out in a shaky all over tremble.] Hard!

[Feeling, hearing her muscles tense at his shoulders, in her arms...everywhere. It's a feast of reactions. Matt can be careful enough for the both of them if needed be. How can he expect her to stay quiet or still?

Nose, mouth and chin are practically flush up against her. When he moans and murmurs it's an extra vibration. The hoodie constricts a little on his throat but he won't do more than pull away a second to breath with a quick swallow before diving back, his lips locked around her clit with his tongue flicking and rubbing. This isn't a position he can be verbal at all but his clutching hands at her ass should say it plainly: he wants her to cum. Matt lets his hand return to her breast.]

[Karen is now tensed from head to toe, her toes flexing hard, then curling up as he continued. When his hand moved to her breast, she arched her back hard, pressing her breast into the cup of his hand.

The hand on the cabinet had her fingers dig into the wood, and the other hand moved to his shoulder, clinging onto him for dear life. The moans make her twist a bit, pelvis arches upward some to get closer to his mouth.

Soon, her whole body constricts so much, that everything seems to tremble. Her face contorts for a few moments too, and suddenly she lets go hard, her belly was quivering, and jumping, her right leg was bouncing hard against his shoulder; quaking violently. Her back had arched deeply, and the sound that came out of her mouth, after being silent there for a few moments because she was feeling so overloaded that her throat closed up some, and nothing would come out of her mouth until she came, it was epic. As soon as she came, and when she did it was loud, punctuated by a hard, deep moan that turned into happy laughter. ]

OH. Fuck! GOD! [Her body was still shaking against him, but the tension in her body had dissipated some.[

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