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S.W.A.T.: Fan Fiction: Their Love
Title: Their Love
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit Sex
Fandom: S.W.A.T.
Relationships: Donovan Rocker/Molly Hicks
Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff & Smut
Summary: Donny loved them like this.
Word Count: 1,241
"Do you yield?" Molly asked as she pinned Donny's hands down to the bed.
Donny looked up at her with a wicked grin on his face. He shifted just a little and got deeper in her because she was more focused on holding him down than what his cock was doing at the moment.
"You think that's going to make me yield? You stretched above me, hands holding me down, tits in my face, and your pussy wrapped around me?" Donny asked.
Molly grinned, and she squeezed, not with her hands. "I could just slip right off you. You are too good to touch me if I say no. I could stretch out on the bed and get myself off without you. I have done it for years. I know just how my body loves to be played with. Fingers buried in my cunt and then another hand tweaking my nipples."
Donny closed his eyes because that was a picture in his head he didn't need. He wanted to see it, but he wanted to stay right like he was, Molly on top of him, his cock buried inside of her. It was their first time without a condom, and Molly was off birth control. They were not yet married, but she had had enough waiting. The wedding was approaching, but she didn't want to wait for one stupid point in time that meant nothing when they had already committed themselves to be together for the rest of their lives in their hearts.
"Yeah, you yield," Molly said. She pushed up to where she was sitting upright, her tits no longer hanging in his line of sight if he opened his eyes.
Donny did open his eyes, he looked at where Molly's face was before dropping down, but he didn't stop at her tits; he kept on going down to her pussy. He didn't like calling it a cunt, but Molly did. He would if she told him to, but his term was pussy; her term was cunt. It was more blunt than Donny had ever been with past lovers, using other terms or just vague directions to talk about being inside of them.
Molly had no qualms. She loved orgasms, and she wasn't one to beat around the bush when it came to her pleasure. She was one of the most vibrant lovers he had ever had. She owned her pleasure, and she made sure that whoever was with her got off just as good as she did. It was so fucking good.
"You can touch my thighs," Molly said.
Donny grinned, and he did as she said, his hands trailing up to where her thighs met her hips and just teased the space that made her go insane when it came to getting horny. They already knew all they needed to know about making this the best sex. Donny was the one who had asked her to stop before he came because the light difference in the heat wasn't anything to him; it was the wetness, the difference in the feeling of the condom on his cock, and the wetness that she dripped inside of her. That was what had him on a cliff's edge when it came to orgasm with just a few rocks of her pussy on his cock. The wetness felt like no other, and he was going to make this good for her.
"Look at you. Trying so hard not to roll me onto my back and get us both off, but I also love the way that my cunt wraps around you. The way that I feel when I'm just moving my muscles and not my body."
Donny could remember the first time she had done this. He had been mostly laid up, but the doctor had been okay with sex as long as he just lay on his back for it. Donny's doctor was about things that made patients feel good. She felt like careful sex while healing up helped the body more than the frustration of not having it. There were lines, of course, but she was good about them. Donny was good about not doing things that hurt, so for a couple of weeks, once the pain meds had worn off. He had been able to actually get it up because he wasn't in pain, and the drugs weren't keeping him soft. Molly had worked him over. He had lain on his back, touching with his good arm and keeping everything else as still as possible. The first orgasm had made his body ache a little with the way he had tensed up, but after that, it had been like old times, allowing his body to do what it wanted while she had ridden him.
He could still picture her with the light from the setting sun behind her and the way that the lights danced off the sweat on her body. There was so much that was so good there.
"I could slip down here, suck on you. Taste me on your cock, and then when you are nearly there, I can pull off and just wait before I sink down on you again. Taste your bare cock covered in me."
Donny tightened his hands on her thighs for a moment, and he forced his eyes open to look at her again. Her hair was messy from where they had made out on the couch with clothes still on, hands staying above their clothes as they teased each other to see who broke first. Donny had, hence why he was lying on his back on the bed, allowing her to do as she pleased with him.
"Fuck me," Donny said.
Molly moved finally, her body rocking just a little bit. Not nearly enough, but better than her just sitting on his cock. "You want more?"
Donny nodded.
"It's good that I do too." Molly started to move up and down on his cock, and she closed her eyes in pleasure. He didn't have a small cock, he knew that, but he had never thought that it looked obscene to see it in someone's mouth until her. He could get off from just that if he wanted, the thought of her with her lips wrapped around his cock.
"Want a baby?" Donny asked.
Molly gasped, and she glared at him. It was very much something they loved to do, working each other up.
"Want me to tip you back when I come, make sure that nothing slips out and all of me goes right where it needs to be inside of you? Want to be pregnant on our wedding day? Proof of my love for you?"
Molly nodded, and she came, her body tightening in all the best ways on his cock. It wasn't but a moment later that he came as well. He moved with care and speed, cradling her as he tipped her back onto the bed, and then he was rocking in and out of her, his cock making sure that she was pleased with what he did before he slowly pulled out.
Their plan was a day in bed, doing whatever they wanted as long as he came in her pussy. They wanted to get a start on the family, and since they both had the day off, why not start then?
Molly's happiness was all he cared about, and it was what she wanted.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Explicit Sex
Fandom: S.W.A.T.
Relationships: Donovan Rocker/Molly Hicks
Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff & Smut
Summary: Donny loved them like this.
Word Count: 1,241
"Do you yield?" Molly asked as she pinned Donny's hands down to the bed.
Donny looked up at her with a wicked grin on his face. He shifted just a little and got deeper in her because she was more focused on holding him down than what his cock was doing at the moment.
"You think that's going to make me yield? You stretched above me, hands holding me down, tits in my face, and your pussy wrapped around me?" Donny asked.
Molly grinned, and she squeezed, not with her hands. "I could just slip right off you. You are too good to touch me if I say no. I could stretch out on the bed and get myself off without you. I have done it for years. I know just how my body loves to be played with. Fingers buried in my cunt and then another hand tweaking my nipples."
Donny closed his eyes because that was a picture in his head he didn't need. He wanted to see it, but he wanted to stay right like he was, Molly on top of him, his cock buried inside of her. It was their first time without a condom, and Molly was off birth control. They were not yet married, but she had had enough waiting. The wedding was approaching, but she didn't want to wait for one stupid point in time that meant nothing when they had already committed themselves to be together for the rest of their lives in their hearts.
"Yeah, you yield," Molly said. She pushed up to where she was sitting upright, her tits no longer hanging in his line of sight if he opened his eyes.
Donny did open his eyes, he looked at where Molly's face was before dropping down, but he didn't stop at her tits; he kept on going down to her pussy. He didn't like calling it a cunt, but Molly did. He would if she told him to, but his term was pussy; her term was cunt. It was more blunt than Donny had ever been with past lovers, using other terms or just vague directions to talk about being inside of them.
Molly had no qualms. She loved orgasms, and she wasn't one to beat around the bush when it came to her pleasure. She was one of the most vibrant lovers he had ever had. She owned her pleasure, and she made sure that whoever was with her got off just as good as she did. It was so fucking good.
"You can touch my thighs," Molly said.
Donny grinned, and he did as she said, his hands trailing up to where her thighs met her hips and just teased the space that made her go insane when it came to getting horny. They already knew all they needed to know about making this the best sex. Donny was the one who had asked her to stop before he came because the light difference in the heat wasn't anything to him; it was the wetness, the difference in the feeling of the condom on his cock, and the wetness that she dripped inside of her. That was what had him on a cliff's edge when it came to orgasm with just a few rocks of her pussy on his cock. The wetness felt like no other, and he was going to make this good for her.
"Look at you. Trying so hard not to roll me onto my back and get us both off, but I also love the way that my cunt wraps around you. The way that I feel when I'm just moving my muscles and not my body."
Donny could remember the first time she had done this. He had been mostly laid up, but the doctor had been okay with sex as long as he just lay on his back for it. Donny's doctor was about things that made patients feel good. She felt like careful sex while healing up helped the body more than the frustration of not having it. There were lines, of course, but she was good about them. Donny was good about not doing things that hurt, so for a couple of weeks, once the pain meds had worn off. He had been able to actually get it up because he wasn't in pain, and the drugs weren't keeping him soft. Molly had worked him over. He had lain on his back, touching with his good arm and keeping everything else as still as possible. The first orgasm had made his body ache a little with the way he had tensed up, but after that, it had been like old times, allowing his body to do what it wanted while she had ridden him.
He could still picture her with the light from the setting sun behind her and the way that the lights danced off the sweat on her body. There was so much that was so good there.
"I could slip down here, suck on you. Taste me on your cock, and then when you are nearly there, I can pull off and just wait before I sink down on you again. Taste your bare cock covered in me."
Donny tightened his hands on her thighs for a moment, and he forced his eyes open to look at her again. Her hair was messy from where they had made out on the couch with clothes still on, hands staying above their clothes as they teased each other to see who broke first. Donny had, hence why he was lying on his back on the bed, allowing her to do as she pleased with him.
"Fuck me," Donny said.
Molly moved finally, her body rocking just a little bit. Not nearly enough, but better than her just sitting on his cock. "You want more?"
Donny nodded.
"It's good that I do too." Molly started to move up and down on his cock, and she closed her eyes in pleasure. He didn't have a small cock, he knew that, but he had never thought that it looked obscene to see it in someone's mouth until her. He could get off from just that if he wanted, the thought of her with her lips wrapped around his cock.
"Want a baby?" Donny asked.
Molly gasped, and she glared at him. It was very much something they loved to do, working each other up.
"Want me to tip you back when I come, make sure that nothing slips out and all of me goes right where it needs to be inside of you? Want to be pregnant on our wedding day? Proof of my love for you?"
Molly nodded, and she came, her body tightening in all the best ways on his cock. It wasn't but a moment later that he came as well. He moved with care and speed, cradling her as he tipped her back onto the bed, and then he was rocking in and out of her, his cock making sure that she was pleased with what he did before he slowly pulled out.
Their plan was a day in bed, doing whatever they wanted as long as he came in her pussy. They wanted to get a start on the family, and since they both had the day off, why not start then?
Molly's happiness was all he cared about, and it was what she wanted.