The Supplies Closet

The Supplies Closet

One shot

Veronica/Marcel

PG-13 ish maybe R but hopefully not.... Yeah watt pad thought it was R instead sooo umm I guess if you are uncomfortable with sexual content don't read this???

Enjoy :D

~ Sally

"Shall I- I well I don't, really..."

"You shouldn't be so shy, Marcel, you have a very tender touch. You know what you're doing, yeah?" Veronica whispers in reassurance- condom packet between her fingers now, so that she can tear it open.

They kiss as she rolls the rubber over him. Marcel's nimble fingers reaching to slide themselves in Veronica's hair- too hesitant to pull it as she'd really love him to. Grinding against him. Wanting him inside of her.

Her, the girl that was one hell of an assistant, and him [the boy that is a single minded, living on daily routine marketing guy.

She asks that he take her from behind, with the scraping of her thong tangled around her knees and her hands braced beneath a shelf of dusty ink cartridges. He presses in close to her.

She growls his name and reaches back raking her manicure nails against him to pull him an inch closer-

" Ughhh Come on!"

At her command, he sinks inside of her- with his left hand entangle with hers and his right grasping her blouse. The scent of her sweet perfume and their sex cloying in the air. The sign that Veronica chose Marcel.

She gets a grip on his hip again, hinting for him to fuck her harder, deeper, faster, No, demanding. Answering to her demands a steam of yes, yes yes yes. He isn't capable of words at the moment only groans and moans was surged from his lips.

"Marcel, Marcel,Marcel,Marcel, Marcel" Veronica chants, sounding dizzy.

Running his fingers down to her swollen core. Begins with light little circles, gand she grinds against the touch. Grinds and grunts and bucks back onto his cock until she comes in spasms around him, biting into her arm as it takes her to muffles the loudest of her moans.His orgasm follows.

"That was so good, babe" Veronica smiles,

"Thanks for the staples, doll!" She practically shouts and when she winks too, Marcel has to take out his inhaler when, somehow, the seductive sway of her behind assures him that she'll be back again soon enough.