She's so small. So tiny in his hands. He feels like he's going to break her sometimes. But sometimes that feels good. Having something so delicate underneath him.

She's walking out of the shower, towel wrapped snug around her, tucked in tight around her breasts, and he can't stop himself. He grabs her by the waist and pushes her up against the nearest wall. Her breath goes out of her in a rush, eyes looking up at him, questioning.

He's got no answer, just the need to devour her. Now.

He pulls at the top of the towel. Tugs and watches it fall between them. She's breathing heavy already. Curious. Wanting to know what he's doing but into it already, even if she doesn't know the game yet. He watches her breasts heave for a quiet moment. Skin still slightly damp from the shower. God, she's beautiful.

'Jared...,' she breathes lifting up on her toes to pull him down into a kiss. It's hot and sloppy. Open mouths and wet tongues. He doesn't break the kiss, just pushes her back against the wall with his body. Tongue sweeping through her mouth, making her moan quietly.

He slides his hands slowly up her thighs, loving the shiver that runs through her body. He works a leg between her thighs, grabs under her ass with both hands and lifts her up so she's level with him. She moans again. He loves the sound of those little mewls she makes. Craves them. Needs to hear more of them.

Her legs wrapped around his waist loosely, he steps back a step, palming her ass with his left hand. Such a nice, soft ass. Runs his right hand up the inside of her thigh. She shakes again under his touch. Anticipation. He pets her gently, just running the backs of his fingers over his pubic hair. Slightly damp. Whether it's from him manhandling her or the shower he doesn't know and doesn't care, yet.

Pets her until he's pressing into her with his knuckle. Pressing gently against her clit, rubbing in slow, so slow, of circles. Round once, round twice, three times has her arching her back. He knows how she likes it, doesn't make her wait. Runs a finger from her clit to her opening, back and forth, barely dipping in on each pass. Waits until he feels that little bit of wetness he needs to ease his way.

He breaks the kiss that's gotten messier by the touch. Kisses his way across her face until he's licking at her ear. He licks at the lobe first. Once over the front and then once behind. Then he pulls it into his mouth and sucks, entering her with his middle finger at the same time. She arches and cries out, grasping at his back with those delicate hands. But with nails that can do damage and he likes that. Likes the feel of her nails digging into his back through his t-shirt.

He moves in circles at first, pushing deep as he can and then pressing hard around and around. Her breath is short gasps already, he nips at her ear at the sound of it.

When he starts pulling out and pushing back in she's pleading for more. Please, more. When he pushes in with two fingers her body presses hard into his and she cries out, coming in a short hard burst. That is just the first wave though. He knows that she can keep going. That he can keep going.

He presses in as fast and as deep as he can, pulls out quick and presses back in. Over and over and over again. Wet sloppy noises echoing in the quiet of the hall.

He bites at her neck, starts to suck a bruise into the skin, and presses his thumb in a rough circle around her clit. She's shuddering now, her body undulating between him and the wall. He lives for this moment. When her body gives and she comes all over him. That broken fucked out cry she gives. He presses in deeper with his fingers until the webbing between his thumb and index finger is pressed firmly against her, then starts the deep slow circles that undo her every time. Hard and wide. Round and round. Until she stills and his hand his flooded with wet warmth.

'God, Jared,' she pants against his neck. 'What was that for?'