clackervolley | [ COLLEGE AU: GYRO AND JOLYNE ]

[ COLLEGE AU: GYRO AND JOLYNE ]

[ so. if this were a porno, it would be starting as a hideous cliche: a shirtless guy knocking on a girl's door, asking her for something. mercifully, there's no porno bass playing softly in the background, and gyro isn't here to deliver pizza or to fix a leaky faucet— he's announcing himself loudly at jolyne's apartment for another mundane reason, which he reveals without much ceremony once she answers his plaintive call. ]

Yo, Jolyne. You have any spare laundry detergent?

[ this would explain the shirtlessness. she's also free to note his lack of a "hello" or "is this a bad time", and the languid expression on his face, as if he expects her to just. you know, let him in. ]

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[ She settles her weight on him easily as she carries him, and once they're on the bed she sprawls backwards and tugs off her own pants and underwear, discarding them off the edge of the bed. ]

I'm more than ready. Ready for you to drop the stupid horse stuff.

[ After that one-liner to make her father proud, she does in fact lean over to retrieve a condom from a drawer in her bedstand. ]

Blame Johnny, I get all my new material from him.

[ He drops down on the bed next to her, traces a finger up the length of her spine while she rummages around for a condom. There's a distance that Gyro maintains with most people despite his largely-jovial nature, but he's past that stage and into the tacticle one with Jolyne— he isn't afraid to eventually lose patience and drape his whole body on top of her. ]

Come on, before I fall asleep like this. You're not a bad teddy substitute.

[ His touch makes warmth flush through her again, and when she feels the press of his body her breath catches audibly before she answers. ]

Don't get your balls in a twist. And don't compare me to that weird bear. If I'm so boring you fall asleep I'm definitely doing something wrong.

—Here.

[ She holds up the condom, and then twists back around, rolling him so his back hits the mattress, and works on tugging his boxers off, with a smirk. ]

[ A low whistle, and Gyro tilts his chin so he can get a better look at Jolyne pulling his last remaining piece of clothing off of him. Walking over to this room hasn't done anything to diminish his arousal, and her reward for her efforts is the baring of his still-hard cock. Clearly, Gyro isn't ashamed. ]

Hey, hey. Be gentle with the goods.

[ He reaches up, puts a warm palm on her cheek and runs his thumb gently under the corner of one eye. Near-affectionate. ]

[ She tilts her head into his hand a little, instinctively, and her lips quirk up a little more, almost affectionate rather than mocking now, herself.

Then she wraps her hand firmly around his cock. ]

What, are you that delicate?

If there's one person I know that would rip a guy's dick off? It's you.

[ His breath hikes for a second, the small of his back rising from the mattress when Jolyne winds her fingers around his erection. There's an impatient rock of his hips, followed by a drag of one palm over her stomach. ]

That's a compliment, by the way.

[ She laughs, a little breathy, the motion moving her stomach under his hand. ]

That's sweet. But if I ripped it off at this point, it'd be a pain for me too.

[ So instead she rips open the condom wrapper, pulling it out and starting to roll it down onto him. ]

[ A low exhale, and he reaches down to put his hand over hers, easing the condom over his cock with her. When he's done, he grabs the back of Jolyne's thighs gently, pulls her up and poises her over him, knowing glint in his eye. ]

Yeah, you've got all that pent-up energy in you. You know I came here expecting you to be the Good Samaritan? Now I'm the one taking care of you.

[ She looks down at him through half-hooded eyes as she moves, guiding the head of his cock to press gently at her entrance, with a shiver that betrays her even as she keeps her tone mostly flippant. ]

Yeah, wow, look at how selfless and charitable you're being...

[ It's agonizing, being this close to her without being inside of her, so he only waits for a few seconds to let Jolyne adjust before starting to pull her down on him, slowly. ]

It's a win-win... fuck.

[ His eyes flutter closed for a moment, fingers still pressing indents into her thigh from where he's gripped them. ]

A-Ah, damn—

[ A wave of pleasure goes through her like a physical force as she stretches to accommodate him, and her thighs tremble a little as she slides further down, steadily, until his cock is seated as deep inside her as it will go. Then she rocks her hips slightly, experimentally, bracing her hands on his chest. ]

Feels... like a win, yeah...

[ He has to brace himself, keep his hands from digging too hard into Jolyne's legs while he adjusts to the new tightness around him. A slow inhale through his nose later, and he builds himself up into a test grind, lower back rising from the sheets with the motion.

Fuck, this feels good already. ]

Shit, keep doing that and I might shut up for you for longer—

[ Laughs, short and breathy and happy, and keeps moving on him, not pulling away enough for his cock to slide very far out of her, but feeling it press at different angles inside of her as she grinds back against him, almost teasing. ]

...Pretty good incentive...

[ He swipes for her, swings and misses and clutches at sheets instead. It's hard to be doing this without kissing her, putting his mouth somewhere on her skin. But he doesn't let up, springboards up from the bed with his knees pulled up so he can drive into her with more and more speed.

By some miracle, he actually does fall silent for a few seconds. It's a combination of concentration and arousal that renders him speechless, and he only responds to Jolyne with a low nn. ]

[ She stills once his hips lift, letting him do most of the work now, arching her back as he thrusts up into her, and watching his face, his quiet arousal deeply satisfying. ]

Nice...

[ She lifts her hand enough to trace over his lips with a finger. ]

[ Her voice seems to snap him out of his concentration, and for a precious moment, he sulks, as though being caught in one of his speechless moments of concentration is deeply embarrassing. He doesn't ease up on the rhythm, though, and doesn't attempt to hide his elevated breathing as he reaches for that hand and sucks gently on one of her fingers. ]

'Nice'. That's— [ his breath hitches for a moment, grit down with the back of his teeth. ] —fuck, those are just passing grades.

[ So he shifts and starts angling in a different spot, varying his thrusts to see what gets the best reaction. 'Nice' doesn't cut it with him. ]

And you want straight As, huh?

[ She huffs a small laugh, at least for his first few thrusts, and then he does get a better reaction, a sudden sharp intake of breath and a tightening of the muscles of her thighs as she tries to hold herself steady against the press of his cock, hand moving away from his mouth to grip his shoulder. ]

A-Ah, fuck, then you could keep it up like that...

[ That's it, the rise of her voice that he'd been craving. It floods a new wave of adrenaline in him, prompts him to grin enough to flash teeth, to drive into that part of her that made her moan. He has to blink stars out of his eyes. ]

Right here?

[ He knows the answer to that but it doesn't stop him from asking. Hips buck up, pressing deep inside with both hands at Jolyne's waist to keep her down on him. ]

[ He's going to get obnoxiously smug about this, she knows already, but it's very swiftly becoming difficult to care about that as he thrusts send rushes of pleasure through her. His grip and the solid feel of his body beneath her are electrifying in a way she definitely couldn't have managed by herself. ]

Yes, right there. Don't stop...

[ He's only smug because he likes it when Jolyne enjoys herself, and he considers this her enjoying herself. It's an added bonus that he's also working himself up, stirring his own pulse until he can hear it ringing in his ears. His grip on her gets a little hungrier, his thrusts slightly more greedy. ]

Couldn't stop if you told me to. [ Is what he manages to pant between breaths, his knees shaking from exertion. ]

Good.

[ She says it with feeling, shuddering hard on the end of his thrusts. This is how she likes it, both of them hot and into it, and she loses whatever restraint she had left, letting out incoherent gasping moans. ]

[ His hips stutter, senses pushed to the edge as Jolyne picks up speed. Lightly flushed, he groans under his breath and reaches down to where they're connected, rolls his thumb intermittently over her clit again.

He's close, which is why he remains well-behaved (silent). ]

Shit, fuck, nn—!

[ She's already hot with arousal, but the brush of his touch on her clit sends a different sort of pleasure through her with a jolt, and she trembles harder, abruptly on the edge herself, and she digs her fingernails into his skin. ]

Y-Yeah, come on...

Fuck, just like that—

[ The tremor that runs through Jolyne transfers over, and Gyro has to bite back a long exhale at how good it feels to have her clamped around him. As he gets himself closer and closer to the brink, he lifts faster and harder, arches his back and seeks out that point of connection.

He lasts for a few more rough thrusts, dissolves into a string of soft Italian when he finally comes with his hips pressed firmly into the curve of Jolyne's ass. ]

[ She swiftly drops into incoherence herself as he thrusts hard, the pace and his obvious need finally bringing her the rest of the way off, and she cries out loudly, eyes going unfocused.

But she manages to drag them open again as she rides the end of her pleasure into his, watching him as he comes and listening to his Italian even if she doesn't understand it.

After a few heavy breaths she manages to gather herself enough to comment. ]

That's so hot...

[ COLLEGE AU: GYRO AND JOLYNE ]

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