"That's okay." The girl said just a bit quickly, her shoulders hunching in on themselves as she remembered that. "I just got caught up in my own head and wasn't paying attention."

Brian let out a quick laugh, "Yeah, joggings good for that." The laugh and friendly smile seemed enough to get her relax enough to give her own small smile. "So, I've noticed you on my route recently and thought to say hi. So, I'm Brian." He said with a smile and reached out his hand for her to take.

He smile started to wane a little as she hesitated to take it but, after staring at it like a deer in the headlights for a second more than Brian would have liked, the girl took his hand. Her smile was wide and bright as she gave him a grip firmer than he would have expected.

"Taylor."

The two chatted a bit more, even went back onto their run, enjoyed each other's company for another thirty minutes before they came to Brian's street. A street he didn't seem to remember ever seeing the curly haired girl run on before.

"Well, this is me." Brian said as he slowed to a stop, Taylor copying his action s second layer with a startled blink. The girl whipped her head back and forth as she took in just where she was. "Ran a bit too far?"

Biting her lip, and giving him wide her doe eyes again, Taylor nodded her head.

"Do you know how to get back to your place from here?"

The girl looked around the area again, "I think so?"

The way she said that didn't fill Brian with confidence. His area, while decent, was still in the docks.

ABB and Merchants territory.

The groups that were most likely to grab someone off the street. Especially girls.

Just letting her go on her way felt wrong to him, and since he didn't feel like escorting her to her home, he came up with a quick solution. "How about you come up to my apartment? Call whomever to pick you up? Get a glass of water?*

Seeing hesitation Brian held a hand to his heart and raised his other hand up as if he was about to swear himself into office, " I promise I won't do anything creepy. I swear!"

Biting her lip still Taylor nodded her head.

Not even five minutes later the two of them were up the stairs and in his rather spartan apartment. It was more embarrassing bringing her into the mostly empty apartment than he thought. At least he had the basic sofa, coffee table, TV setup every living room needed.

"Phone's by the counter, I'll get us some water bottles." Brian said, passing into the kitchen and doing as he said.

Not a minute later he sees Taylor hanging up the phone and dialing another number. With a disgruntled sigh Taylor hung up the phone for a second time. "I'm sorry, my dad's not picking up."

"It's fine." Not really but, hey, pretty girl in his house. Plus, he didn't have any plans for the day. The Undersiders were laying low after their last job and Aisha was at a sleepover with friends, he's called the friend's mother twice to be sure she's there. "How about we sit down, watch some TV, and you try to call him again in an a few?"

Biting her lip again Taylor nodded and followed him to the sofa, where she would shift in discomfort. He couldn't blame her, the sofa was more of a love seat more than anything else. And with his wide shoulders she had accidentally grazed herself against him more than once.

He really didn't mind the contact. It had been a long time since he had last been touched by a woman and he really wouldn't mind a reminder of what it felt like.

Turning the TV on and leaving it on a random channel Brian turns his attention to Taylor. "So, how long have you've been running?"

After taking a moment to swallow her mouthful of water Taylor answered. "About a month. I wanted to get in shape after... Maybe look a little better."

"Well, you certainly don't have to worry about that second part." A grin spread over his face and his eyes traveled away from her face for a brief moment. "You look great!"

Taylor blushed and looked down to his her red cheeks. She did her best to hide her embarrassment the girl coughed and tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear as she tried to re-establish eye contact, "How about you, how long have you've been running?"

Brian let out a breath as he leaned back in the chair as he tried to remember when his father had started him on the habit. But with his action a happy coincidence happened, the way he shifted had cased the cushions to bend and he found a surprised Taylor now leaning her head against his shoulder. She let out a cute little sounds of surprise as she noticed what happen but she didn't move.

And he didn't mind.

As close as she was he could smell her and, despite the sweat, she smelled amazing. Alluring. He was barely containing himself from touching her, from kissing her and seeing how things unfolded.

He stayed strong and started to tell her about how his father had trained him from a young age. How he was physically conditioned and trained in Martial arts for as long as he could remember, though he didn't mind the muscles that came with the routine.

But when he flexed his bicep he found hesitant fingers reaching out and tracing his muscles. Looking down he saw a nearly memorized Taylor leaning across him to reach her target, her chest pleasantly soft against his chest and her face enticingly close.

When Taylor looked up at him, her eyes still adorably wide and her lips slightly parted, Brian thought 'Fuck it'. Leaning down Brian quickly took Taylor's lips with his own, trapping her bottom lip between his own.

He had half expected her to pull away from from him, maybe even storm out, but after her initial surprised sound she kissed him back in earnest. Her lips moved clumsily against his but Brian didn't mind as his lips began to dominate and guide hers.

With barely any effort Brian cupped her ass and lifted her to his lap, a position Taylor didn't seem to mind at all as her finger began to glide over his chest and abs. Brian's own hands were in action as well, one hand weaving his fingers through her hair for a deeper kiss while the other kneaded the ass he had admired for days. The latter action caused Taylor to let out a sound somewhere between a squeak and a moan.

He wondered if he could make her make that sound again.

As their kissing became more fevered Taylor began to pull at his shirt, trying to lift the cloth over his head. He was more than willing to lose the garment, as long as she was willing to lose her own.

Taylor hesitated as she felt her own shirt being lifted but, not wanting to lose her or the momentum they were building, Brian began to kiss her neck. As he began to suckel at the flash of her neck Taylor had let out another moaning squeak. That seemed to be all the sensation she needed to near quick discard her shirt.

Though she didn't have much if a bust there was enough that one couldn't call her flat chested, at least not while she was half naked. A state he really liked to have her in, especially when her warm skin damn near plastered itself against his own.

The skin contact had more than did the trick of making him rock hard and ready. Now he just had to make sure she was.

Taylor herself was taking a lot of initiative herself in the matter, as she straddled his lap and took his face her hands for a particularly deep kiss. While she used way too much tongue Brian found himself enjoying the experience greatly. Especially when she started to grind her hips against his leg.

He had to let out a groan with her action as the leg she was grinding her sex into had a nearly painfully hard erection trapped against it. He could feel Taylor smiling in between their kisses, as if she was as proud to get a reaction out of him.

If that was the game she wanted to play...

Brian tugged at Taylor's bra strap and moved the cloth out of the way to reveal a hard little pink nub. With his thumb he began to caress her nipple, creating small circle patterns around it that left Taylor short of breath.

Taking her lips away from his, though Brian just placed his now free lips on her neck, Taylor tried to talk in whimpering gasp. "I, *huff*, wha-what are we doing?"

"Something fun." Brian said as he stopped his suckeling, "Unless you want to stop?"

He really, really, hoped she didn't want to stop. He liked where things were going and he was pretty sure a cold shower wasn't going to solve his current situation.

"I," her face scrunched up in frustrated thought, "I, no. I don't want to stop... but... Can, can we try a date after this?"

A little ass backwards but Brian doesn't mind. One date for the first bit of sex in what felt like forever? He barely had to think about his answer, "Sure."

And with that Brian brought his mouth back to her neck and slid his free hand down the back of her pant, feeling her bare naked ass for the first time. While it wasn't meaty it certainly was a nice handful of tight goodness.

Taylor seemed to love the attention she was getting as she tried to shimmy out of her jogging pants, an action that draws Brian's full attention. Her sexy little ass wiggling desperately to escape her clothes, Brian diligently ensuring her purple panties followed, forgetting entirely about her shoes until they got in the way.

"Damn it," she mumbled, showing an impressive amount of flexibility as she desperately leaned back to remove her shoes. As soon as she had one removed Brian got an idea.

In one smooth motion he had he sitting on the edge of the couch with him kneeling between her legs, his breath tickling at her mound as he took an admiring look of it.

He couldn't claim to have seen many pussys in his life but he could say that her's looked like the tightest he had ever seen. Dark brown curls sat on top of lips that look hesitant to open.

He could fix that.

Gripping down on naked thighs, spreading them apart as he leaned forward, Brian placed his lips on her lower pair.

"U-ah!" Taylor let out a mindless gasp as he suckled on her folds. She had a taste but like all the pussy he had tasted before it was... Ignorable, neither tasting good nor bad as her juices began to swell.

As he lapped at her entrance and folds he began a process he was taught by various bragging men at the gym. He began to spell the ABCs with his tongue. He went through the alphabet twice, once in upper case letters and another time in lower case. Remembering the letters she responded the most too he began to spell out words across, and inside, her lips. Spacing each word with a suckel on her fold and ending every sentence with a rub to her clit.

He must have done something right because her hands gripped against the back of his head and her legs hooked around his shoulders. "I, ah, Brian." The girl gasped, loosing her breath instantly as his hand snaked its way to the top of her pussy to reach her little bud and began to rub vigorously.

As he continued his work he noticed how Taylor's breathing became harsher and how all her muscles seemed to tighten. She began to make little, almost chirping, sounds as her grip tightened on his skull.

It was making things a little hard to breath.

Luckily, after the moment her muscles tightened, she became a nearly boneless heap. As she leaned back into to sofa, her chest heaving from pants, Brain looked on in satisfaction.

He always enjoyed a job well done, but he wasn't to the good part yet.

Standing and wiping his mouth of pussy juice he leaned over her. "Want to go to the bedroom?"

Taylor didn't verbally respond, instead she rapidly nodded her head and reached out to kiss him. Brian would have thought she'd have minded how fast they were moving but she seemed oh so eager to continue things.

In a kiss filled bridal carry Brian had brought them to his bedroom and laid the girl down. Her face was still flushed, her breathing uneven and her sweat pants still hanging from her shoe. She looked amazing.

Brian couldn't get out of his pants fast enough.

Even before he stepped out of the discarded clothes he could see Taylor's eyes on him, her eyes looking owlishly large behind her glasses. "So that's what one looks like." He could hear her mumble as he approached her, idly removing her remaining shoes and clothes as he loomed over her.

"Are you ready?" He whispered as their noses touched. He received a another on of her cute little lip bites before he felt her legs pull him a little closer.

"Yes."

"Okay." With that Brain finished the distance between them to both kiss her and enter her. She let out a little Hiccup of a moan against his lips as he pushed passed her folds and into her warm center. Her hands instantly latched onto his biceps as he began to pump into her, her head tilting back and giving Brian access to her sensitive neck.

The sloppy wet sound of their skin echoing through the room, their ragged breaths joining the noise as their pace increased. Taylor's hands began to wander over Brian's back as she pulled him closer to her body as the sensation started to build up again.

Brian had one hand running down Taylor's side and the other entangled in her hair as he tried to keep a steady pace. But even as he tried to distract himself from the pressure building in his balls he could feel himself getting ever closer. To the point he started to let out a slow stream of curses, curses that became just a bit louder as he realized he didn't put a condom on. "Damn it, damn it, damn it. Taylor I need to pull out."

"J-just a bit more, please." she begged as she tightened her grip on him, making Brian curse all the more. He was so close, he needed to pull out, but she felt so good.

So tight, warm and inviting.

But he needed to pull out.

"Fuuuck." He said as he bucked her legs off his hips, busting his load over his sheetit

"I was so close." Taylor whined, hair mussed and glasses crooked.

"Well, it's going to be a minute or two before I'm ready for round two but I can go down on you again while we wait."

"Yes please."

Timeout

(Автор: scynths)

Here's a one-shot of Skitter/Clock from Clock's point of view. Whole lot of smut, I'd say fairly vanilla. It certainly ended up much longer than I expected before I started writing it, but thankfully shorter than I thought after I was halfway through it. Anyway, hope you enjoy it, and feel free to criticize.

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The streets were calm. Much calmer than you would expect after the amount of shit the city had gone through lately.

Leviathan, the Slaughterhouse 9, and just barely a week ago Echidna. All of this meant tensions were high across the board and the Undersiders controlling a good part of the city certainly didn't help.