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[ He groans, rubbing his hand firmly against her for a moment, before pulling his hand back. ]

God, okay, yes, that— Yes.

[ He's never had someone ask to suck him off like that, and it's making him a little weak-kneed, leaning heaving back against the wall. ]

[ As soon as his hand is free, she sinks down to her knees, free hand trailing down his body. She licks her lips again to get them good and wet, then takes the head of Cisco's cock into her mouth, other hand still holding the base of the shaft. ]

[ He groans much too loudly and immediately gets both hands in her hair, pushing it back out of her face so he can watch. ]

Ohhh, my god, Lisa, yeah...

[ Linda the soccer mom in the next booth over probably has some idea what's going on, but you know what? Fuck Linda. Because Cisco's dick feels so good in her mouth, and she just wants more. She slides down as much as she can, taking him all in. And then she sucks as she slides back out, setting up a slow rhythm. ]

Shit, that's so good, you're— Ah...

[ He has to take one hand back out of her hair to ball into a fist and bite down on, half in an effort to keep quiet, half to distract himself from how good her mouth feels on him so things don't end embarrassingly quickly. ]

[ She is good. She knows she's good. And that's why she keeps going, in and out, slowly building him to release. And oh, he's going to taste so good. ]

[ He groans and tips his head back, closing his eyes. His hand is tight in her hair and he can't help but shallowly rock his hips along with the rhythm she's built up, doing his best to politely hold back from just fucking her mouth. ]

[ And that is what separates Cisco from the other guys Lisa's been with. Any other guy would just take her by the hair and shove her down on their dick. But Cisco? Cisco lets her dictate the pace, which is just about the sexiest thing imaginable.

Getting so turned on now, her hands roam, up under his shirt, around to his ass, anywhere and everywhere they can touch him. ]

[ His thighs tense and flex reflexively and he rocks forward when her hands slide up over his ass, and he bites his lip hard. He's so turned on he's almost dizzy with it, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. ]

[ She can't speak, with his cock in her mouth, and neither of them can read minds, but she looks up at him through her lashes and hopes he understands that it's okay for him to let go, if that's what he needs to do. She wants it. Wants to swallow him down.

There's time for more later. She has all the time in the world today. ]

[ Luckily, he glances down right when she looks up at him, and the sight of her on her knees, looking at him like that with his cock in her mouth, is more than enough to push him right to the edge. ]

Lisa, Lisa, oh my god, I'm gonna—

[ He tugs at her hair, ever the gentleman, trying to hold out enough to give her ample warning. ]

[ She nods, ready for him. She gives him one last good suck, hollowing out her cheeks. ]

[ He groans loudly, definitely loudly enough that the whole store knows what's going on in there, and then he's coming, throwing his head back as he gasps her name. ]

[ And like a good girl, she swallows it all down, loving the taste of him. But that was quite an unsubtle climax, so they don't have much time for the afterglow, unfortunately.

She pulls back, wiping her mouth and grinning up at him. ]

So hot for me, baby. Now be a good boy and go wait outside while I get changed.

[ He needs a second to remember how his limbs work, but he's nodding numbly and stumbling back out of the dressing room, barely remembering to do his pants back up first. He only barely gets her bags gathered up before he's met with a red-faced store manager trying to figure out how to deal with asking them to leave. ]

Right! We are, uh, totally. Going. She's just— There was a laces issue, she needed. Uh. Help? But that's all taken care of and now we're leaving. No you don't need to call mall security! That's really not necessary!

[ Shit, his fly is still down. Goddammit. ]

[ She quickly gets dressed, stuffing the teddy into her purse and just keeping the panties on under her black jeans. Out she strolls from the dressing room, giggling innocently and hooking her arm through Cisco's. ]

Come on, babe, we're done here.

[ And with that, she leads him out of the store, tossing a look and a wink over her shoulder at the flustered manager. ]

[ He doesn't relax again until they're out in the parking lot by her bike, when he finally bursts into laughter. ]

I can't believe you just did that.

[ His laugh is so cute, just like the rest of him. She lets herself laugh too, letting it spill out of her as they load her bags onto her bike. ]

We just did that. Don't forget your part of it.

Okay, maybe, but I wouldn't have without your bad influence!

[ While loading the last bag on, he spots the teddy she stuffed into it and puts two and two together. ]

Did you just steal that thing you were wearing?

[ She's not about to defend herself now. Is this really where he's going to draw the line? ]

Did you really expect me to put it back after it's already been christened?

[ And he's not about to admit that's kind of hot. She certainly doesn't need the encouragement! ]

Well, no, obviously.

[ He chews his lip for a moment. ]

...Are you still wearing the panties?

[ She smirks, putting on her helmet and leaning in close to whisper, ] How about we go back to my place and you can find out?

I am so absolutely down for that.

[ He waits until she's on the bike to climb on behind her, much less hesitant to wrap his arms around her. If he was a little more of a daredevil, he'd be tempted to get a little friskier than that, but not only does he not want to die in a motorcycle accident, but all of his daring exhibitionism for the day is already spent. ]

[ Lisa likes to live on the edge, but even she respects the need for safety and precaution when driving a motorcycle. Don't worry, there'll be plenty of time for hands on attention when they get back to her safe house.

It's not a long drive, but she makes it longer by taking as many twists and turns on the way to confuse him as to the exact location. You never can be too careful with these hero types. When they finally arrive, she unloads the bags, carrying them up to her loft apartment. It's all exposed brick and high ceilings, white upholstered couch with pink throw cushions. Once inside, she drops her shopping unceremoniously on the floor and turns her attention back to Cisco. ]

Now then, where were we?

[ Her precautions are wasted on Cisco. He's far too focused on the warmth of her body under his hands and the thought of the outfit she'd stolen the whole drive. He checks out the place as they head up, impressed by how nice it is. He'd expected a safehouse or something, not what he assumes is her actual apartment.

He doesn't spend too much time looking around, though, his attention immediately brought back to her. ]

I think you said something about me finding out what you've got on under those jeans?