Watch Out Boy, She'll Chew You Up - Part Five: Here’s Looking at You… (18+)

Posted on 02 Feb 2016 @ 11:16pm by Petty Officer 1st Class Rebecca Williams & Lieutenant Wilhelm Von Haeften
Edited on on 03 Feb 2016 @ 3:31pm

3,728 words; about a 19 minute read

Mission: Episode 10 - Symposium
Location: Jupiter Station - Great Red Spot Hotel, Room 433
Timeline: MD83 0456hours

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Instead of replying, Rebecca instead took a step forward until the palm of her hands laid flat against the skin of his chest. Instead of placing her lips against his, the woman placed the softest of kisses on the outer corner of Wilhelm’s lips before trailing kisses down to the corner of his jaw.

Wil wanted to grab her, and it took a large amount of his will not to. Even with the warm water now cascading down their naked forms, Rebecca’s kisses were warmer yet. Her kisses were so lovely, so sensual, that Wil growled low in the back of his throat. The rush of water over his scratches on his back burned, but he paid them no heed.

As she heard his responding moans, Rebecca allowed her tongue to flick against his earlobe, waiting for the sharp intake of breath before she sucked the flesh into her mouth; gently alternated between sucking and ever so gently nipping the lob.

Another growl escaped him as Rebecca nibbled on him. His own control was starting to loosen, and Wil was trying very hard to stay the gentleman, even as he saw the water gently gliding down Williams’ curves, highlighting them almost as much as the colors of Jupiter did last night.

As she felt every muscle in his body tense, Rebecca understood the will power it took for him to not reach out and take control. In their love making through the night, she had come to the realisation that Wilhelm preferred some level of control. His intent had always been to ensure that she got complete pleasure from their couplings. He took his pleasure from seeing her react to his controls. This time was different...this time she pushed to let her take the lead. She wanted to show him the heights he had shown her...to let her give him pleasure.

Wil stood there in the water, enjoying Rebecca’s tender ministrations. As he leaned there, against the shower wall, he still wondered what Rebecca’s plan was, all the while willing his leg muscles to cease their complaining about last nights escapades.

Moving her mouth away from his ear, Rebecca started to trace kisses down along Wil’s collarbone, taking her time as her hands rested gently against his waist; as if to keep him pinned against the wall. She knew his power and that he could break free anytime that he wanted but she held him back anyway, for as long as he played along it helped to keep her fantasy alive.

Rebecca’s kisses moved so softly against the skin where she tasted the metallic taste of the water mixed with the salty taste of the sweat from the night before. As she moved along, her mouth moved to one nipple on his chest as she loosened one hand to gently brush her fingertips across the other. As she heard Wilhelm let out a groan which seemed to mix pain and pleasure, Rebecca began her assault on the peak as her tongue flicked across the hardness and her fingers gently pinched the other.

His chest muscles tensed at the sensation, his groan turning from a low murmur to a deep-throated version that spoke of terribly ungentlemanly things he wished to do with her, to her, for her. But still Von Haeften sought to calm the turbulent seas of lust that formed within him.

As she heard the sounds of his pleasure, Rebecca felt empowered as she switched positions, repeating her actions again with her mouth sucking and nibbling on the other peak as her fingers caressed and ever so gently pinched the other.

Instinctively moved her body in closer, the water begun to fall upon her hair as it dampened the strands and plastered it against her skin. The rivets of water traced the same pattern along her skin as it did Wil’s.

Against her abdomen, Rebecca felt the evidence of her attentions on her lover. His sex pressed hard against her muscles as the warmth of his passion for her leaked onto her skin before the water washed it away.

Moving her body so as she was down on her hunkers, Rebecca’s lips continued a downward path along his chest, as her lips gently kissed the taunt skin, only stopping momentarily just below his belly button as she felt her lover's abdomen muscles tighten rock hard and an almost primal cry erupted from his lips.

Wil knew Rebecca’s plan now, and part of him screamed for her to do it, but another part wanted her to stop, so that he could make love to her once again, to bring them both to the peak of ecstasy, before, like a roller coaster, they both went over the edge together.

At this point his sex nudged against her chin, the throbbing evident with each press of the tip against her skin. Rebecca didn’t need to touch Wilhelm’s sex to realise how close he was to losing control. His hands had moved to tangle in her hair as her lover roughly pulled it as if to pull her back up. Fighting against this, Rebecca gained enough distance to be able to suck the tip of his hardness in between her lips, sucking hard.

“Oh God Rebecca.” Wil gasped. “Please no, I swear to God I can’t control myself, please no. I don’t want..to..”

His hands grabbed the handful of hair he held, as he fought his instinct to use that clump of hair to make her go at a pace of his choosing, a deepness of his choosing. He fought his instincts, his mouth agape in pleasure as he fought his internal war, a war that Wil has certain he was losing.

As she heard him begin to beg, still he didn’t use the strength she knew him to have to force her away. Taking her cue from this, Rebecca moved her head down further, sucking as she took him even further into her mouth. Her fingers moved between his legs, beginning to caress the points she knew would push him to the edge.

As Rebecca listened to the animalistic sounds emitted from Wilhelm’s lips, her own body burned as she recognised the effect she was having on him. Control was an aphrodisiac to her, causing her to push more and more as she sought to give her lover the ultimate release, wanting to drive him to explosion and taste him in her mouth.

Wil could feel himself getting closer to the edge. Part of him wanted to stop fighting it, and that part was winning as he looked down and saw Rebecca’s eyes locked on his own, her eyes urging him on. An animal was gnawing at him inside, an animal that wanted out of its cage.

The animal won.

“No.” Wil said, pulling himself out of her mouth. His voice came out like the gnarling of a rabid wolf. “Not...like...that.”

He did not allow her time to retort. Instead, the German picked up his lover, pulling her by the hair to stand up, before roughly pinning her against the wall he had just been against. He pinned her hands with what seemed like inhuman strength, his grip hard enough to cause bruises on her delicate wrists. His next words came not as a request, but as a demand, an order, in that same primal, growl-like tone. The fire in his eyes warned her of what awaited her.

“Wrap...your...fucking...legs...around me. Now.” he stated in between ragged breaths. It had been the first time he had used such a vulgar word around her. It was not a request.

Rebecca had fought back as he pulled her away, anger flashed in her eyes as he denied her what she fully knew he understood that she wanted. How dare he give, only to take it away.

The temptation to fight back, to take what she wanted via any means she could, disappeared as Rebecca caught sight of the raw lust that burned in his eyes. She recognised the wild animal that had been unleashed and the danger that was now so evident.

As Wilhelm grabbed her hands and held them so tight that Rebecca bit back a cry from the pain, she begun to understand that she had broke him...she’d broken through that barrier he maintained that everything was about a mutual pleasure. She didn’t know how, but she saw that right now he didn’t care about anything else but her following his commands.

The woman’s hand pulled at his, instinct more than fight before she felt one hand release. The other tighten it’s grip to compensate as his body pinned her against the wall, erasing any chance of an escape. Rebecca could feel his sex pulsing against her stomach and knew that if she couldn’t taste him than she would settle for second best.

Wilhelm’s hand came to rest against her upper thigh as he pushed against the leg, forcing her to lift her body. With nowhere else to go, Rebecca hoisted herself upwards and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Wil growled as Rebecca complied to his order. His muscles, tired as they were had lust and anger driving them now, and she felt feather light as his legs and hips hoisted her. Wilhelm could not resist her as he wanted so badly to take her and make her his, to possess her, own her, as if he carried the receipt for her.

He hesitated only long enough to ask a simple question.

“Do...you..want me...to..fuck..you?” he all but growled the swear word at his lover.

Rebecca realised that she should feel scared but instead she only felt inhibited. His tip pressed against her entrance as she felt him tease but refuse to enter.

She had done this...she had brought out this dominance which he kept so carefully hidden. Rebecca had pushed Wilhelm so far that she’d made him snap. The realisation of this was powerful...more powerful than she could ever imagine.

Looking Wilhelm directly in the eye, defiance shone in their depths as she choose her next words very carefully, “Macht deine schlimmste...fick mich sinnlose...”*

Wilhelm was so shocked at hearing her say the foul words in German, that he almost finished right there. Another growl was let loose from his mouth as he entered her, burying every inch of him into her.

This time Rebecca let out a scream of surprise that echoed throughout the bathroom suite. Her whole body felt possessed as Wilhelm forced his whole length into her body until it could go no further. Her core tensed hard in reaction as she managed to move her arms to around his neck. Her lips sought his for a kiss.

Wilhelm gave her the kiss she yearned for, a kiss of pure primal instinct. This was not making love, this was pure, unadulterated mating, like wild animals. The friction of the wall and his body weight forced Rebecca to stay there, trapped against the wall. Their bodies were pressed hard against each other, Wilhelm ensuring she was going nowhere as he began to vigorously thrust himself in and out of her, taking himself almost all the way out before burying himself as far in as he could go. His hands grabbed her waist, pulling her even further down on his manhood with each thrust, every time she started to slide down the wall, Wil would thrust his hips hard to position her back to where she was, each time eliciting a gasp from Rebecca.

Wilhelm’s passion raged as Rebecca fought hard to keep up. His dominance in each action he took showed that he meant to have her whatever way he wanted. What the woman didn’t understand is why she wanted this. She wanted him more than any man she’d had before. Her body reacted to his hard advances by sending pain through her body but still her juices lubricated his sex as he plunged in and out of her faster and harder every time.

Gritting her teeth, her arms tightened even further around his neck as their lips and tongues fought a war of dominance over the other. Her primal grunts each time he pushed back inside were captured by his lips as Rebecca’s body betrayed her want and need for him.

Wil was on the precipice, but was determined to get every single ounce of strength he had into his lover before he was finished. And he still felt the need to make her his.

His words were hurried, his tone harsh. Through gritted teeth he issued his desires, expecting her to follow it to the tee.

“Rebecca...When you finish...I want to hear you. I want everyone in the damned hotel to hear you and know exactly what is happening to you. Especially when I fill you.”

Rebecca’s eyes widened as she listened to each of his words. Her body still bounced along his length as her core tightened even harder. His words sent the blood in her body rushing in her ears, her sight turning red as all she managed was a nod of her head to show she understood.

That was what drew Wil to the very edge. His thrusts became even harder, more vigorous as all he could think about was being as deep as he could when he went. He knew he had seconds left at most as his body tensed, his thighs contracted. He had only enough time to utter one last message.

“Rebecca..I’m gonna...gonna...inside you.”

With that, his stomach muscles contracted hard, hard enough to hurt, as Wil let out a primal roar that could have come from an angry predator and screamed Rebecca’s name until his voice was sore. His thrusts grew in pace and earnestness until he was all but sure he was hurting her, as his own muscles protested the abuse.

As she felt the first rush of warmth enter her womb, Rebecca almost blacked out as she screamed Wilhelm’s name. Her screams merged with his as her arms wrapped even tighter around his neck as she felt like she was holding on for her dear life. Her body pushed harder down, trying to find a way to fit even more of Wilhelm inside of her, her muscles contracting hard and fast as it found it’s own release as an explosion of stars behind her eyes blinded her even further. Everything ceased to exist except for her, Wilhelm and the pleasure flooding her body.

Von Haeften’s leg muscles finally refused to carry him any more. Yet, even as his body still released itself deep inside his lover, even through the haze of his lust and his sexual rage, Wil had enough sense left and enough of his gentlemanly conduct remaining to cradle Rebecca’s head with his hand and place his other hand along her back to ensure she was not injured as Wil sank to both knees, Williams’ legs still tightly wrapped around him, like moss on an oak. There he sat, his knees holding up both himself and Rebecca, his arms and hands cradling her protectively, as his breaths turned from ragged and animalistic to merely rapid and shallow.

“Mein Gott** Rebecca.” he muttered, holding on to her tightly.

She had felt the fall of her body but knew that Wilhelm held her safe even as they both sunk towards the floor. A sob left her lips as her hips continued to push against him, her release still shuddering through her body as still she felt him throbbing inside of her. Moving her head, she pushed her lips against the palm of his hand as she placed a kiss in it’s center and tried to find some semblance of control. “Wilhelm….” She could manage to just whisper her lover's name.

Wilhelm took a deep breath and looked into the eyes of the lady still wrapped around him.

“Rebecca...” the German man said lovingly, wiping away stray strands of wet hair from her face, even as water continued to drip down onto their naked bodies as if from a waterfall.

Rebecca looked at Wil through the damp strands of her hair. For the second time since they had first met, tears threatened behind her eyes again as she moved in to kiss his lips. Any ounce of energy she had left was poured into that one single kiss as her lips assaulted his.

Wilhelm responded as enthusiastically, even as he felt his leg cramping from the sheer effort of holding both their weight after spending himself. He would be damned, though, before he broke that kiss. He’d see his bones shatter and his muscles tear before he moved one inch away from those delicious lips that now pressed so earnestly into his own.

As she kissed him senseless, or at least tried to, Rebecca’s legs wrapped harder around his waist as she kept him buried inside of her. All she knew was she never wanted his possession of her body to stop. She never wanted to know another man in the same way Wilhelm had opened his body and mind to her. She didn’t know what she would do but all she knew was she wanted him more than she’d wanted any other man ever in her life.

Wilhelm and Rebecca finally broke their kiss. and Wil winced as he tried to move his legs.

“Darling…” his Germanic accent made the ‘g’ come out like a ‘k’, but he said it softly, without much emphasis. “I can’t feel my legs. Is it ok if we try to stand?”

It took Rebecca a couple of moments before she was able to loosen her legs from around his waist. Gasping a little, she realised how tense they had been in that position as pins and needles prickled beneath the skin. Giving herself a moment more, she used Wil’s aid as she tried to stand.

Wil had Rebecca lift herself off of him using her calves, the effort of his manhood leaving her made him gasp out. He slowly got to his feet to look at Rebecca, and kissed her once more, not the possessive one of before, but one of tenderness and affection.

His thoughts of warmth and affection were quickly replaced with near-panic as he realized what he had done and how he had acted.

“Oh my...Rebecca, I’m sorry if I...if you were...I wasn’t trying to...are you ok?”

With her back against the shower wall for support, Rebecca’s head was tilted back as the water continued to fall down from the ceiling. It wasn’t cold enough but it would do for now..it required too much effort to try and move right now.

As she heard Wilhelm speak, Rebecca’s face turned back towards her lover in confusion as she studied him carefully. “Wilhelm? I’m fine...why wouldn’t I be...I’m more than ok.” A smile accompanied her last words as it spread across her lips. Despite the aches and pains running through her whole body, she was genuinely happy...a fact that genuinely surprise her.

“I was worried that I might have hurt you.” Von Haeften said, gently pushing another loose strand of damp hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

Rebecca cradled her cheek in against Wilhelm’s palm before turning her head to press a kiss against the palm once again. In response to his question she turned her head as she smiled again at him. She’d never felt so free as she did right now...and it was this man that brought it out in her. “Course you hurt me...probably as much as I hurt you.”

Wil laughed, as he couldn’t deny that his body ached and was raw in places even PT in the Reserves couldn’t touch.

“Touche darling.” he retorted.

Wil glanced at the chrono again. “You have 10 minutes left if you still wanna wash babe.”

Looking over at the chrono and seeing that the time was 05:25 meaning that she had thirty five minutes to get showered, properly, get to her quarters for her uniform and get to Holiday’s offices. As she did the math, she figured she could spare one minute as she leaned into Wil and kissed his lips gently and sweetly. “Wil….”

“Yes Rebecca?” he replied, after returning the kiss.

Smiling against his lips, Rebecca gave him a little push, not enough to cause him to fall but enough so he stepped back out of the shower. Giving him a wink, she closed over the shower door before moving to give herself a quick wash so as she wouldn’t be late.

Wil couldn’t help but smile as she closed the shower door. He decided that if he went in there with her, they might very well end up making love again, and then she would surely be late for her appointment. Wil decided that he could afford to shower after she had finished and left, and so put on the cotton bathrobe that was positioned next to the shower door. When he was out of the bathroom, he lept into the air like a school kid whose crush had accepted his invite to the big dance. He clicked his heels together, but at the top of his leap, his abs and thighs protested profusely, and he dropped heavily to the ground.

“Ow ow ow ow ow.” the German muttered, laughing as he did so because of the sheer foolishness of his act. Rebecca had not seemed to hear him, as the sounds of the rushing water did not abate. While he waited, Wil decided to read what was in the news.

*Do your worst. Screw me senseless.
**My God.

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A JP by:

Lieutenant JG Wilhelm Von Haeften
Chief Science Officer
USS Galileo

&

Petty Officer 2nd Class Rebecca Williams
Yeoman to the Commanding Officer
USS Galileo

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