Didn't do it for him

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

He smiled at her teasing words, the expression short lived once again as she turned her body, facing him, and kissing him. He breathed into the kiss, his hands wrapping around her, one sliding down her back to the fabric of her underwear. "Oh, I know how to take my time," he spoke against her lips, in reference to her remark.

Yes, it certainly was not as . . . rewarding to be the fastest in such intimate settings compared to the praised speed of a gunslinger. Besides, it was far more enjoyable when taking one's time. Especially in such circumstances where they did not often have the chance. After all . . . compared to their first time which required a certain hasty speed, it was nice to just slow things down this time around. He adjusted their positions, slightly lifting her so that he could move his legs, his hands on her sides to move her own legs so that they were on either side of his waist, sitting up and astride him now.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

Doc's hands spanned her hips, and it made a shiver run up her back as she felt herself grow wetting. They were strong and rough and everything she liked in a touch. Pulling her up so she sat astride him, Wynonna grinned at him before kissing him again. Oh he hadn't been kidding that first time they talked and he said he only collected poker chips and hearts. She loved this, and loved how she didn't feel damaged and broken under his gaze. She felt like no matter then dark shirt in her life that he was there to love her and support her no matter what. Asshole was good at it too! Always had been. Always.

Her heart beat faster, and her breath quickened as the deep kissed grew more needy. Her hands trained over his chest, body. Touching his skin, then come up to rest on his face where she held him in place. "This from a man who wasted no time in calling me a prostitute the first time we met." She teased, grinning again. She hadn't been really offend, more surprised. She had assumed at the time he was over playing the old west thing.

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc savoured every touch, every caress, on her skin or his . . . knowing that they didn't get to do this often. That they did not allow themselves to. But when they did . . . damn. It felt glorious -- to say the least. His lips continued to move against hers as she parted them to speak of when he called her a prostitute. The memory brought forth a smile of amusement to his lips.

He remembered it well. Their first conversation. The beginning of it all. He kissed her deeply again before responding with his own tease. "Just as you wasted no time in recognizing that I was just your type." Granted, it may not have been their first conversation but it was among the first few, and how he liked hearing it. With that, his hands moved under her legs, and adjust them, so that her back was once again on the bed and he was on top of her, fingers moving to her underwear so he could start to pull it down, bending her knees to slide it off with ease.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

She smiled at his comment but didn't reply since he was keeping her lips busy another way. Moaning against them, she kissed him deeper--and damn was he a good kisser. With other men it was about about how they touched her, but with Doc she could just kiss him for ever. The taste of him, the way he touched while kissing her, how it left her a little breathless and maybe slightly lightheaded was heady and she loved it.

Doc moved them and took off her panties, and she pulled him on top of her. She didn't normally stay on the bottom long, but she did love the weight of him over her. With other men she felt trapped, like she couldn't escape and she hated it--but with Doc there was no thought of escape. Only of feeling. Doc was also the other man she had been with that she hadn't worn a condom with. The first time having been too caught up in the moment, and later she decided she enjoyed the idea of him in bare too much. Her birth control was good enough that she wasn't worried.

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