RATING – PG-17 - Very Adult – Whatever they are calling it now…
WARNING – Explicit Sexual Description
UNIVERSE – ATF
PAIRING – JD/Casey
SERIES – Intimacies
ARCHIVE – Yes, but ask first please.
SUMMARY – How do you unwrap your presents… fast, or slow?
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DISCLAIMER – If only wishes did come true… Reality is harsh
John Watson and CBS own The Magnificent Seven and all of its characters.
I seek, nor shall receive, profit from this narrative.
I claim All Original Characters as my own.
Please, DO NOT use them without my express permission.
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WRITER’S NOTES – I suppose this is a PWP really, although I did write it to celebrate Andrew Kavovit's birthday, thereby giving his alter ego, JD, some good loving... lol
I'm a firm believer that Casey Wells came to the show with the express purpose of being a love interest for JD. The caring they displayed for one another in 'Lady Killers' can't be denied, no matter how hard they tried… <<grin>>
A big thank you to Marnie for her excellent Beta work. She always gets me thinking… and laughing!
Enjoy!
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Returning from his birthday bash, JD walked slowly, following Casey up the path to her apartment. Hands shoved deep in his pockets, he smiled as she turned back from putting the key in her door. "Hey, I had a lot off fun. Thanks for coming with me."Gazing into his hazel eyes, the corners of her mouth curled slightly. The Saloon had been noisy and crowded. Team Seven commemorated their youngest's birthday in their usual fashion though… boisterously! She'd attended because she knew JD wanted her there, but truth be told, she wanted to be there, too… to be part of what made him the man he was... the man she'd fallen in love with. That thought in mind, she responded quietly to his words. "No place I'd rather be, Mr. Dunne… coming, with you…."
If ever silence was deafening…
A saucy little grin grew steadily on his lips as JD realized what his lady was saying. When she opened the door, however, he paused. "You sure, Casey? Getting kind 'a late."
"You tired?" Miss Wells raised a questioning brow. "Such a shame that… it being your birthday and all… and, another present, waiting inside… if you care to unwrap it."
JD was young, but could never be accused of being foolish.
The door firmly closed and locked, Casey following JD into the living room. He'd already turned the lights low and set the radio to her favorite instrumental station. When he held his hand out for hers though, she was surprised. Responding as was expected, a slight frown creased her brow. "You want to dance?"
"You said anything I want, right?" the young man responded as he took her in his arms.
Casey was still frowning. "We danced at The Saloon, JD."
Swaying to the soft music, Dunne presented his own scowl. "That was noisy, this is much quieter. Nicer, don't you think?"
Reciprocating his motion, Miss Wells leaned into his shoulder, allowing her man to gently guide her around the furniture. This wasn't exactly the present she had planned to give JD, but if it's what he wanted.
"You got any champagne, Casey?"
A good five minutes had passed and she'd completely relaxed into his arms. Blinking, the lady looked at him suspiciously. "Not exactly the kind of thing I have lying around my refrigerator, JD."
"Wine?"
About to say no, she suddenly remembered, "Aunt Nettie gave me a fancy bottle for Christmas. It's in there somewhere."
Making their way to the kitchen, the couple sorted through assorted containers before finally coming up with the wine in question.
"It's pink," JD announced.
"It's called blush," Casey countered. "Supposed to be not too sweet and not too dry."
"Perfect," Dunne smiled as he closed the door.
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Some time later and half the bottle consumed, JD guided Casey to her favorite chair, settling her with a smile. Bowing deeply, he spoke, "For the dance, I thank you, my lady."
Miss Wells giggled despite herself, slipping off her sandals as a distraction. With a grin so wide it made her eyes sparkle, she reached for her glass, raising it in a toast. "Happy Birthday, JD. Here's to you… I couldn't ask for anything more."
Their eyes locked hard, the couple truly understanding her words.
Dunne raised his glass and reciprocated her gesture. "To you, Casey… For liking me just the way I am."
Casey finally broke the stare that ensued. Her eyes drifted closed and she sipped her wine.
Taking advantage of the closed lids, Dunne slipped his sandals off and settled on the floor. Careful not to spill his drink, he nudged his way between his lady's legs.
Her brown pools opening lazily, Casey graced her man with a seductive smirk. "And just what do you think you're doing down there, Mister?"
One hand snaking a trail around the top of her skirt, JD reciprocated the glimmer in her eye. "Unwrapping that gift you offered earlier."
Casey giggled softly.
"Is that right?" she finally answered, raising one brow as he fiddled with the side button, popping it without any much trouble.
Edging forward, JD first wrapped his tongue around the zipper catch before grabbing it with his teeth and slowly maneuvering it down. The sultry smile and occasional lick of Casey's lips told him he was doing everything right.
With her skirt undone, Dunne sat back to admire his handiwork. Taking a satisfying sip of his wine, he inched back a little and set the glass on the nearby coffee table. Without warning, he snatched up a foot and slowly began to nibble his way up, pausing briefly to nip at his lady's knee, making her squirm in ticklish delight.
Being with JD was an experience Casey never regretted. Each time was always so different and always playful, yet none of his games were worthy of his 'kid' nickname the other gave him.
"Don't you dare," the brunette threatened as hazel orbs spied the toes on her other foot. With the first leg resting comfortable on his shoulder, Dunne had swooped the second and was eyeing her mischievously. "JD Dunne, I swear, you touch my toes and I will…."
A reverberating shriek instantly replaced whatever train of thought Casey had been following. Cognizant of the glass still perching in her hand, she wiggled and giggled as the young man gleefully gnawed at her toes. "I don't… Aah, will you… Stop it! Arg…. Get off… JD!!!!!!!!"
Subjecting his lady to enough torture, Dunne curled his tongue around her ankle and laved his way up her shin. As her breathing and heart rate slowed, he winked, bypassing her knee this time and continuing all the way up to the bottom of now scrunched up skirt. Employing his teeth once again, JD took hold, snarling and growling as he forcefully pulled it down.
Never knowing what this man would come up with next was one of the reasons Casey loved her time with JD. His current behavior was something she wasn't accustomed to. As always though, she went with the flow, enjoying his antics and finding them strangely arousing.
Without a pause to his actions, JD ripped the skirt from his lady's legs and then instantly calming, he teased his way back from whence he'd come, this time, his lips gently taunting her flesh inch by tantalizing inch.
Casey's legs weren't used to all this tender attention. As he came up one, Dunne's fingertips made sure to vex her other leg so that when they met at her panties… "Hi," a smoldering hot smile flashed as it hung dangerously close to…
A cauldron had begun to bubble inside the brunette and she was hard pressed to find words for a verbal reply. Instead, she brought her glass to her lips and drained it, quickly presenting it for a refill.
Pleased with her reaction, JD smirked, licking his lips. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned way back, making sure to keep her legs on his shoulders. Retrieving the wine bottle from its perch on the table, he silently offered it in his lady's direction.
In a more than playful mood herself now, Casey settled the glass to her panty-clad mound and cocked her head, indicating her desire. Dunne complied with the unspoken request, filling the glass, topping it off with that sly grin and a raised brow of his own.
Silently things moved. The wine bottle fed JD's glass before returning to its original position. The woman's tumbler found her lips, supplying giggle juice to waiting lips.
Hooded brown eyes met hazel as they inched closer again, this time his hands alone ran up Casey's legs. When they reached her panties, eight fingers spread wide, massaging gently, two thumbs hovered annoyingly over her clit.
When she squirmed, JD took her hint, pushing more firmly around her opening. Moving closer, he took in her scent, pressing his face to the material.
Positioned as she was, Casey had no problem seeing everything Dunne was doing. When he stopped, pulling back, a soft groan escaped her lips. When he leaned towards the table to retrieve his glass, she mourned the loss of a hand. Watching the young man circle the glass with his tongue, her eyes were transfixed as he took a large gulp. Wanton, she was encouraged to do the same. In doing so, however, she missed his second intake of fluid.
With his glass safely returned to the coffee table, JD quickly regained his position at Casey's panties. When his mouth touched them, she squealed, precipitate not from touch alone, but from the cool liquid he let free in her curls.
Surprised was more than adequate to describe how the brunette felt. She hadn't expected the cold wetness against her steadily warming sensitive skin, but when it came… oh, the sensations it caused. She moaned aloud as JD lapped at her now soaking panties.
Tiring quickly of the barrier that stood between him and heaven, JD stood. Making fast work of his T-shirt, he tossed it aside. Sliding his hands under the brunette's buttocks, he employed the same quick action to rid Casey of her panties as well.
Admiring the now clear view, Dunne painstaking reacquired his previous position, making purposeful work out of picking up and putting each of his lady's legs over the corresponding shoulder. Now nestled back where he belonged, he repeated his previous greeting. "Hi!"
Casey giggled. Taking one final sip of her wine, she reached over and sat it on the side table. Refocusing on the hazel eyes, she smiled sweetly. "Hi there, big fella! Come here often?"
Trying hard not to laugh, JD wet his lips. "Not as often as I'd like," he answered, sending warm breath over her mound. "I hope you don't mind… I could… stay a while. You could… put your feet up and relax."
Their word play was perfect and Casey just nodded her concurrence before doing as was instructed… settling her head back on the recliner cushion, and relaxing.
Spread before him was a feast for both body and soul. JD wanted it all but he also wanted to take his time. It was his birthday and this was what he desired most. To take her at will, annoyingly slow, or with a torrent of passion. Maybe he would try both before the night was through. To begin, however, his hands drifted lazily up her legs, not stopping where one would expect.
Anticipation…
God… how she hated not knowing, yet the sense of uncertainty was strangely seductive. His hands were moving, and positioned as she was, she hadn't a clue which point on her body he would touch. Until he did…
Fingertips ghosted over the silky black material of her top, bidding rise to the buds concealed below. Their position pinpointed, all was quickly lost. JD's entire hands joined in the tantalizing quest, encircling and massaging gently.
When his grasp was no longer enough, Dunne came up slowly, nipping the bottom of the top and edging it down, one tug at a time.
Casey could only smile. 'Is this why he said to dress for the heat?' she mused, wondering if his suggestion of a strapless halter meant he had this planned all along. The thought disappeared in a haze of want as lips and tongue joined the foray at her breasts.
JD was in heaven. His entire body quivered, reveling in his crusade, yet he was driven to discover more. Leaving hands in place, his mouth drifted slowly south, nipping and kissing until it found a treasure.
The rounding of his shoulders was clue enough, but when his head moved insistently from side to side, Casey took the hint. Moving her legs from his shoulders, she settled one each side of her man, allowing full access to whatever he wanted.
Blowing warm breath, Dunne smiled as she moaned. His tongue ventured forward, tentatively breaking ground for the inevitable to follow. Her bud was so sweet but he was careful not to rush. Slow and steady, he set a rhythm… touch, back away, blow… touch again.
How long JD teased her, the brunette had no idea. Fingertips continued to fondle her nipples, rolling them once in a while and increasing the frustration. That tongue! It touched her clit so briefly it made her want to scream. Squirming didn't help. She could hear the contented snickering when she did. Raising her hips to meet his mouth didn't aid in her quest either. JD simply adjusted his position.
There was nothing more satisfying than a woman who couldn't stand it any longer. Watching Casey fidget was bliss, and when he took a moment to watch, Dunne could see her moisture beckoning him, her swollen lips pouting for attention. The swell of her clit was the most alluring of all though, it practically begged, leaving him no other choice. With one final flick of his tongue, he satisfied more than one urge.
Eyes rolling, the brunette's hands automatically went to the head between her legs. She'd refrained from moving them, not wanting her arms to interfere. Now, however, she was aching. If JD moved again… if he dared tease her one more second… she'd scream! Holding his head in place seemed a logical step to preventing such unnecessary outbursts… although…
Suckling her clit, Dunne worked the bud, successively increasing the tempo in time to the pawing of his scalp. Her hands were buried knuckle deep and her insistence was clear. Smiling inside, JD kept up his rhythm until she bucked, squealing quietly. He knew her orgasm was tittering, waiting to be coaxed, so he quickly brought his hands down and inserted two fingers, his other arm holding the twisting hips in place so that he could attack with vigor.
That was it!
Lost on the rolling expanse of her climax, Casey exploded, oblivious to all but the twinkling flashes of light behind her eyes. They blinked in a rhythmic cadence as each wave of exquisite pleasure crested and fell. There was a seductive groan somewhere in the distance, but disconnected senses refuted it was hers. All she was interested in was the erotic desire at the juncture of her thighs.
Endlessly, time ticked slowly by and JD eventually slowed his motion, taking his clues from the lady. It was, after all, her body he was pleasing, and that in turn, excited him beyond compare. Beckoning another to such heights fulfilled him, empowering him, both physically and emotionally.
Finally breaking contact, Dunne grinned mischievously when his attentions were quickly replaced by hers.
A hand gently easing the tingling between her legs, Casey finally opened her eyes. "Damn," she huffed, forcing air into her lungs.
"Damn, damn, damn," she repeated, giving him a sultry smile.
When her arms beckoned, JD didn't hesitate. He moved up quickly, securing her lips in the most passionate of kisses. Combining her moistures was erotic and the embrace displayed that fervently.
Arms and legs entwined around his torso, Casey's hunger grew. Her hands drifted to his pants as their mouths did battle. Unable to disrobe him in her position, she fought to sit up, all the while maintaining a lock on his lips.
Their grunts and groans seemed to aid the fever, hunger burning bright in both souls and urging their bodies to join in the ultimate fulfillment. Button and zipper finally undone, JD did his best to shed himself of pants and boxers.
Forced to release his mouth in order to gain her prize, Casey urged JD to a standing position. Reward in itself, the unveiling happened right before her eyes and she couldn't help but lick her lips. Eyes glancing upward, she was blessed with the same lustful gaze in return.
Once more her seated placement served them well. At the perfect height, she took him without having to adjust position. Hands free to fondle, she did… much to Dunne's enjoyment. Solid and more than willing, his shaft filled her waiting mouth again and again.
Driven by salacious desire, Casey's hands roamed his body, cupping his buttocks and holding him within her, stretching high to pinch his nipples playfully and moving low to scrap her nails along the length of his legs. All those actions serve to focus their energy and desire where their bodies met.
Not wanting their lovemaking to end too soon, JD withdrew, stepping back and smiling into her questioning eyes. He reassured with that look, but solidified his desire at the same time. With meaningful intent, Dunne reached over the coffee table and retrieved a pillow. Eyes locked on the brunette once more, he dropped the cushion between her legs.
Casey watched, entranced, as the man within JD took over. He was no longer the fun-loving 'kid' wanting to play, but a full-grown testosterone driven male needing to take pleasure. Excited beyond herself, she had no objections!
With one finger, Dunne motioned for a leg. When he held her heel firmly in hand, he motioned the other up, snatching it in the same manner. Pulling just enough, he drew Casey to the edge of her chair. Then, holding her limbs in place, JD settled on the pillow.
Unsated flesh came together, and the couple shared a knowing smile.
The slight incline of his head asked if she was okay and the soft curl of her lips answered. The reply evoked a deep sigh and JD slowly spread outstretched limbs. Gingerly, he edged closer, the head of his penis slipping within her welcoming heat.
He was moving, thrusting back and forth, yet he wasn't doing anything to satisfy a burning need. His cock breached annoyingly slow but halted, retreating before it could appease.
If looks could kill, JD would be six feet under by now. He knew it, yet fire possesses such intoxicating qualities… How could he resist? Mastering self-control enough to venture forth and tempt the flames was a reward unto its own. Coaxing the flames into an inferno could get him scorched but reveling in their warmth was worth the risk.
"Damn you!"
The soft curse refocused Dunne, his eyes meeting hers, liking what he saw. "Did you… say something?"
Shifting her hips, Casey answered with a growl, yet the hold he had on her legs prevented her from obtaining what she really desired. "Do it, JD," she commanded. "Give it to me."
Continuing his lazy thrusts, Dunne smiled. "And just what is it you want, Casey? Come on… tell me what you want."
The deep growl was insistent but only made him smirk more. "Come on… tell me," he coaxed again.
"Damn you," she wriggled. Unable to move, the brunette gave in, voicing her demand. "Make love to me, JD. Give me every inch… come home."
That coy grin made an appearance once more. All at once, Dunne did as requested, sliding deep into her depths, releasing her legs and moving his entire body to hers.
"God, yes!"
The whisper was of satisfaction and desperation, erupting from one, yet mirrored by the other. JD moved and Casey met his hard thrusts as best she could. Nuzzling lips met and parted in opposing rhythm to the symphony happening below.
"More," she pleaded.
Slipping further and further into a lust drenched haze; Dunne complied, more than willing. His motion built steadily as his body tightened, completely consumed by its one task.
"Yes… yes."
Nerve endings sparked fire to their neighbors, building a chain reaction that wouldn't be stopped. With each hard, pulsing, demanding push into her body, another level of awareness was attained, Casey's entire world now focused on the most basic of needs. The repeated deep thrusts sent shock waves to her core finally releasing a mind-blowing orgasm.
Her fingers now digging into his arms, JD could hear the deep-seated squeal and feel the pulsating muscles around his erection. He pumped harder; knowing it was what Casey wanted and what he needed.
Barely regaining her senses from an incredible climax, the brunette felt another coming as Dunne worked steadily towards his. Tell tale signs were written on his face… the clenched jaw and eyes tightly closed. His body told its own story… bathed in the soft glow of well earned sweat, his muscles were rigid, forcing every ounce of energy into that ultimate reward. The staunch set of his shoulders faltered as his orgasm began. Abs flexed and his torso stuttered, hesitating sporadically in its purposeful thrusts. With a satisfying groan JD waged a battle within himself, part wanting to continue his pumping, while the other was cautious of growing sensitivity.
As Dunne came long and hard, so, too, did his lady. Their ecstasy shared in body and voice, they moaned in unison, like shrieks of joy and satisfaction blending perfectly with the arch and twist of their bodies. Only when complete and utter gratification had been extracted, was their flesh allowed to rest.
Minutes were endless, lost in the sweaty mingling of heated bodies that once were Casey and JD. As those identities slowly returned, each became cognizant of the other.
Resting atop her prone form, Dunne smiled.
That wicked little grin, combined now with his panting, was even more contagious than before. The woman found it hard to resist. She reached for him, planting a sensual kiss smack dab on his lips.
Forced apart by their need for air, the couple snickered as they adjusted allowing Casey to sit and JD to give his knees a rest.
"You, eh… planning on staying down there all night long?" the lady asked as she eventually rose.
Clad only in the black material that circled her torso, JD couldn't help but admire her nakedness. "Wave that in front of me some more and I'll have no choice but to… get up."
Removing the last of her clothing, Casey tossed the slinky black halter-top towards her lover as she disappeared into the bedroom. "Give me a minute," she called back. "I swear… I'll be right with you."
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