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Kurt woke up when Chloe left for some early morning session at the recording studio. It was difficult leaving Joy alone in bed, but he thought she'd accept breakfast as an apology. He silently pulled on a pair of boxers and a shirt before he went to see what they had in the fridge. He had a pot of coffee made and was halfway through making strawberry waffles and trying to decide on what type of eggs to make when he thought he heard Joy waking up.

After making sure nothing would burn if he wandered away for a second, he poked his head back into the bedroom. "Joy?"

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"God, yes," and it came out more than half a moan as she pushed her hips back against his hand. "I want you to fuck me so hard I scream. How can I earn that?" She glanced up at him through her eyelashes, ran a finger up his cock. "I could suck you. Would you like it if I sucked you?"

He groaned lowly and pushed another finger into her, swiping his thumb over her clit. "Yeah. You always know what I like, Joy." Kurt pulled his hand away. "Get on your knees."

He moaned louder when she did and took him into her mouth. He was careful when he threaded a hand through her hair. "Fuck, Joy. Yeah, like that." She was so good at this, and he knew it must taste horrible with the latex."I love you so fucking much, Joy."

She mumbled something around his cock that might have been an acknowledgment or reciprocity, but it hardly mattered, given what she was doing with her tongue and her clever fingers, stroking, circling, kneading gently. Her other hand came up to grip his hip, steading herself a little, her hot mouth and the hot water on his back moving in counterpoint.

He had to stop her after a few minutes before he came. "You're almost too good at that." He helped her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her deeply until the latex taste was gone from her mouth and he had calmed down.

"Tell me how you want me to fuck you, Joy," he quietly commanded, once he pulled back to catch his breath.

Her eyes lit before she lowered them demurely, licking her lips in a way that was not at all demure. "I want you to fuck me against the wall," she replied, almost purring. "I want you to fuck me hard. Sir."

He kissed her hard and slipped his hands down to her ass. Her skin was slick against his when he picked her up and used his weight to pin her against the wall. "Whatever you want," he said against her lips, before he slammed into her.

Joy threw her head back, her eyes half-closing in ecstasy, her legs wrapping around his waist. He didn't do this often, fucking her against the wall, but she loved it when he did.

She grabbed on to him, nails biting into the skin of his back. "Fuck, yes, just like that, you fuck me so good..."

He slowly pulled out, nearly all the way. "You fuck me so good, sir," he reminded her before slamming into her again with a groan. "If you don't remember your manners, you won't get anything. You don't want me to stop, do you?"

She jerked her head up and met his eyes. "Sir," she breathed. "Sir. I'm sorry, sir, I won't forget again-- please don't stop, sir."

He grinned slowly and kissed her nearly bruising-hard, before he started fucking her the same way. He cursed against her lips and pulled back with a harsh moan.

He pressed his mouth against her ear, nipping sharply as he dug his fingers into her hips. "Beg," he growled.

"Please, sir," she said, immediately. "Please fuck me, please... oh, god, just like that, sir, please, I want bruises, please..."

He pressed her hips harder against the wall, their skin hot and slick together with water as he sped his thrusts. "Are you sure you can handle me?" he asked against her neck, before he bit her sharply.

She cried out and left what were probably going to be spectacular scratches on his back, tightening her thighs around his waist, pushing her hips against him. "I can take anything you give me," she gasped, and clung tighter. "You feel so good, sir, so thick and hard, please."

Kurt made a sound somewhere between a growl and a moan, and lifted her legs up higher to move into her at a better angle. He made sure his weight had her pressed against the wall before he tightly squeezed one of her breasts with one hand, and slipped the other down to circle two fingers around her clit. "Are you going to scream?" he panted, feeling shudders starting to run down his spine.

"Yes, sir," she said, and whimpered when he pinched her nipple. "Oh, yes, yes, I'll scream, do you want me to scream, sir? I'll scream so good for you."

His voice was rough when he answered. "Yeah." He kissed her hard and trailed her mouth down her neck, before biting her and lightly pinching her clit. "Scream now," he groaned, pressing his forehead against her shoulder.

She obliged, throwing back her head, her legs tightening around his waist. "Oh, God...!"

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