AU: Some of them shine, some of them burn.

[kissmeandstopme]

Mandy's largest literary collection was children's books.
Secondarily, however, was biographies. Lots of those. Many, many different people.

Right now, she was cuddled up with one because she'd just re-enacted the entire chalk scene from the end of Matilda and she deserved a break. She'd suggested Brandon raid the fridge, especially since her Olympian was briefly able to eat a broader spectrum.

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[bfg]

Its true. With his workout schedule, his biggest demand for training was simply, eat. Nothing has to be off the menu, so long as he's getting enough vitamins and a lot of calories. As such, raiding the fridge for so-called snacks has become quite the endeavor. He comes back with armloads of options. Or perhaps the option is simply in what order to go through the various snacks.

[kissmeandstopme]

She looks up from her book and beams. "Think you got enough there?"

[bfg]

"I don't know, I think I forgot your pretzel sticks."

[kissmeandstopme]

She laughs and makes room on the couch -- but not too much room, snuggling in and kissing his cheek as soon as he sits down. "I'll manage by stealing whatever you're having at any given moment." She flashes the cover; the book's apparently on CLeopatra. "I'll use feminine wiles and everything."

[bfg]

"Outstanding. I'm a big fan of feminine wiles. Maybe even enough to pretend for a moment or two I wouldn't share anything just from you giving me a smile and asking." he responds, as he lays things out on the table in front of them.

[kissmeandstopme]

Mandy laughs, closes her book, leans in and rests her chin on his shoulder, one hand sliding across his chest. "So can I have a--" her eyes dart to the stacks on the table, "--slice of cheese, Brandon?" Her voice'll shift into her best Jessica Rabbit impersonation. "I'll try to make it worth it to you."

[bfg]

While he provides her a comfortable place to rest her head, yellow pseudo-constructs set about fetching her a slice of cheese, while grabbing him some of the celery slathered with peanut butter.

He'll leave the impressions to her, just serving up her request. "My pleasure."

[kissmeandstopme]

She grins. "Thanks." And now, munching, in a delicate, table-manners having way, of course.

"So what happens now?"

[bfg]

He finishes the first round of snacks, not taking long, and certainly not quite so delicate as she.

"Well, now that depends on what you meant in making it worth my while, of course. Or if you're still hungry."

[kissmeandstopme]

She cants her head and smiles. "Well, that's open to a lot of interpretations. And suggestions."

[bfg]

"There's a good reason for that."

[kissmeandstopme]

And Mandy's hands start getting his shirt off. "May I?"

[bfg]

"Only if yours is coming off next."

[kissmeandstopme]

"Understood." And once his shirt is off, she sets it aside and gracefully peels off her own to set on top of it.

She kisses his neck, to start with.

[bfg]

He lets her do that, one of his hands moving to rest on her side, just above her hip, while the other moves to caress and lightly massage one breast.

[kissmeandstopme]

And Mandy, as ever, is vocally responsive, with a bit of a flush, almost a glow. She continues --also as ever trying to take the time and do it right -- kissing down his chest, shifting her position for more convenient access.

[bfg]

He spends a few more moments with his hand working at her breast, taking especial care to torment her nipple with deft strokes of his thumbtip. As she moves down, that gets out of reach, leaving him to move that hand to her hair to stroke through the locks instead.

[kissmeandstopme]

More flushed glowing, and Mandy's reactions, moaning softly against his skin, get almost musical, the stroke on her breasts eliciting higher notes, the hand in her hair lower, as she gets in position on her knees between his legs and undoes the front of his pants.

[bfg]

He leans back, shifting his hips forward on the couch a bit, letting her undo his pants.

[kissmeandstopme]

One more kiss to his stomach, and one hand reaches down to cup while the other takes the length out and strokes.

[bfg]

That brings out a low, drawn-out groan of pleasure as her hands go to work. His hips shift a little, erection growing against her grip with the strokes.

[kissmeandstopme]

And she just smiles up at him, still stroking. "...Y'know, I could probably move mountains right about now," she says softly before lowering her head to start taking him between her lips, sucking firmly but very gradually.

[bfg]

There's another soft groan, before one strong hand finds its way to her head. His fingers twine into her long, red hair, his grip gentle, but definitely there. He shifts his hips only slightly, trying to let her set the pace as she likes. "I believe it. Because damn, I love you."

[kissmeandstopme]

Mandy really is pretty much glowing with happiness. "And I love you, Brandon," she mutters softly as she withdraws, then slides him between her lips again, further, her tongue pressing along, still vocal.

[bfg]

His hips move a little more in time with the added movement, his hand moving, further twining the red curls around his fingers. The groans become more frequent and louder as she gets her tongue more involved. He's definitely always the vocal type.