[M4F] Osmosis [Script Offer] [Switch] Energy [Blowjob] [Deepthroating] [******* Over the Table] [Mutual Orgasm] [Can Stand Alone] [Coffee Shop AU Sequel No One Asked For] [Booksmart Baby] [Nerds in Love] [Feelings] Ladies and Gentlemen, the number of times I say [Good Girl] in this fic is ASTRONOMICAL --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Summary: You and your girlfriend are studying in the coffee shop where you usually work. Your manager suddenly decides that since you’re around, you can close. Normally, you’d say this is a pain in the ass, but your girlfriend seems to have plans to assist you in finding the silver lining… *You can totally improv and adapt this however you see fit; I’d rather anyone who took it on feel comfortable with it <3 [] = what I imagine the listener’s responses/actions to be or OPTIONAL sound effect ideas; mostly for my benefit () = clarification/direction on tone or vocal quality; physical cues ** = emphasis ***The characters depicted in this piece of writing are 18+*** --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Low murmur of a few stragglers before the coffee shop closes, Dev the manager cleaning up. You and your girlfriend are sitting in the booth near the back studying.] Are you done with your reading already? Okay, fair, I guess you’ve been here a while. Can you help me go through some flashcards? Thanks, I’m really nervous for my quiz. [Shuffling of papers as you hand over the stack of index cards.] (Slow recall) The trade name of activated charcoal… That would be… Actidose, Super Char, Charcodate, Liqui-Char, and (stalling) … Aqua-Char! Classifications are adsorbent and antidote. Its effects are that it adsorbs poisonous compounds and hinders their absorption. Despite its efficacy, a lot of local protocols and even national guidelines don’t suggest its use. Because people have been known to spit it out. Like, right in your face. Ugh. Dev! No, that’s true. I read it in my pharma book. (Sarcastic) Yes, I’m sure that’s what it said. But then again, I’m not literate, so **** me I guess. [GF waggles her eyebrows. “Maybe later.”] (Snort) *You* be quiet. (Back to Dev) What do you mean? I’m not rubbing her in anyone’s face. My little ivy-leaguer girlfriend isn’t going to make me smarter by osmosis…? (irritated) Dude, can you *spell* osmosis? I’m not bragging. I’ve studied here for ages, and she’s helping me study. (Caught off guard) I mean, yeah, I was planning to stay until close. Why…? (Pissed) Dev, *seriously?* I’m not supposed to do clean up today. Oh, I’m *obligated* to trade shifts with you because you have a date. Is that a new standing policy? (Sigh) Fine. I can close, but you’re taking my Saturday shift next week so I can sleep in. (Under your breath) Asshole. Yeah, it’s whatever. The shop’s closing in thirty minutes anyway, so I’ll just pull the blinds and then we can study til we’re done before I clean up. Thanks, baby. It’s not too bad by myself, but it definitely goes faster with two people. [Transition to a closed-up shop with sounds of door locking, pulling blinds.] I’ll get the rest once we’re done. (Sitting back down.) Ready to restart? Perfect. (Card flip.) Dopamine… Trade name’s Intropin. It’s a naturally occurring neurotransmitter. It stimulates dopaminergic, betal/alphal adrenergic receptors in a dose dependent amount. Oh, the classifications? Uh… Shit, I can’t remember. Ugh. It’d be nice if I *could* just get smarter by being around you. This is so much information. I know, I know. I *know* being skilled at memorization isn’t the same as being smart, but I’m not *either.* Yes, it is true. If I get the next one right, you’ll give me a treat? That sounds fun. Diazepam? Kinda gave me an easy one, didn’t you? No, I would *never* complain. Trade name is Valium. Classification: benzodiazepine, anticonvulsant. It acts on the central nervous system to relax the entire nervous system. [She gives you a small kiss. “Very good. Look at you and your six-syllable words.”] (Teasing) Ah, yes. A whole six syllables. Should I say it again? (Enunciating slowly) Ben-zo-di-a-ze-pine. [“Wow. I am *wet.*”] (Taken aback) Um—actually? Hey, what’re grabbing my hand for—? *Oh.* Well, I wasn’t expecting you to put my hand up your skirt, but… (Groaning) Shit. You *are* wet. Jeez, I can feel it through your panties… What did I do to deserve *that?* (Snort) Exist? You ******* dweeb. Uhhh… Why are you looking at me like that? Yeah, of course I remember. Who would forget about the first time he slept with his girlfriend? I mean, yeah, I also remember what I said when—oh. *Oh.* Yeah, this is the booth. (Snicker) Did you *plan* this? I’m *not* making fun of you! I think it’s kinda sweet… (Kiss.) [“I’m not trying to be sweet, I’m trying to suck you off.”] You’ve gotten more direct since we started dating. (Kinda growly) I like it. You wanna suck my ****, baby? [Zipper, shimmying your pants down.] Then get on your knees and suck it. Hm… (breathy) You’re a tease. You’re just kissing. I thought you wanted my **** in your mouth, baby. (Starting to squirm) Don’t hold my hips down… I want *more*— (Whiny) No, just your tongue isn’t enough either. No—no, don’t—! (Frustrated groan.) I didn’t want you to stop… [She kisses the tops of your thighs, not looking like she’s planning on moving.] Baby. (Light panting.) Baby, please, I’m so hard. Don’t make me wait. (Pitchy) Please suck my ****…! [GF really just abruptly takes your whole dick in her mouth.] (Gasp to groan.) *****.* (“****” like someone’s dragging the word from your throat.) Oh, *good girl.* Yes, choke on it just like that—just like that, you’re doing so good. Look up at me, baby. (Softer) You look so pretty… Always so pretty for me… (Improv through here for a while; moaning, heavier breathing as if you’re getting closer.) Your mouth is so hot— (Heavy breathing) I’m gonna fuckin’ cum if you keep going. But we don’t want that do we? I think we should both have that treat, don’t you? Because you were so good for me… (Sharp intake of breath.) *God*, so good. So good that I have to pull you off of my **** by your hair. (You grab her by the hair to pull her off of you.) Oh, you wanted to feel me cum in your mouth so *bad,* huh, baby? I think you deserve a reward. (Long kiss.) (Teasing laugh, leaning down to her ear) Don’t worry, you can swallow every drop of cum I have to give you another day. (Tiny kiss to the neck.) Right now… I just want to **** you over this table. So I’m gonna bend you over… Lift your skirt up… [Fabric rustling.] Slide this flimsy excuse for a pair of panties over your (light smack) delicious ass… And you’re going to take my ****. (Groan) Choking on me turned you on, huh, baby? Feel my **** sliding between the lips of your wet little *****? It’s all yours. All for you. Guess I won’t make you wait. (Teasing) I’m not as mean as you. (Light moan as you thrust in. Slow to start.) (Bite out the word) Shit—! How are you this tight every time? You’re amazing— just— perfect around me. (Improv for a bit.) I think you can take more. (Rougher.) Think you can take me yanking your hair back so I can leave marks on your pretty neck. (Harsh sucking noises.) Think you can take me rubbing your clit. (You press your fingers to her lips and she takes them into her mouth.) Suck on my fingers. (Soft moan) That’s it; good girl. Get them wet so I can make you feel good. There we go… You love the feeling of my fingers stroking your clit, don’t you? I love it too. Feeling your hips work against mine, your body starting to go tense, all because I’m touching you… (Mock sympathy) Oh… baby… Are your legs shaking already? (Particularly hard thrust.) Well, the table should hold you up. I can’t wait to feel you cum around me. Hm? You wanna cum for me? Wanna make me feel good? (Affectionate) You’re so sweet, baby… I wanna feel good with you too. ****, you’re squeezing me so hard. You gonna cum? Huh? (Soft, but commanding) Don’t do it yet. Hold onto it. I know you can feel that coil about to snap, but I need you to wait for me, okay? Not yet, be good. Be my good girl… (Long groan) God, can you feel how deep inside you I am? Your ***** takes me so well… *You* take me so well…! (Groan) This isn’t how I imagined it at all. It’s so much better— So— (Cut off with a more ragged groan.) (Shaky or rough, however you wanna play it) You are so much *more* than a fantasy I had of you. Wanna keep you under me longer— (Vulnerable) Wanna make sure you’re real. (Thrusting more aggressively. Heavier breathing. Getting there. Improv.) (Moan) So good… Go ahead—cum for me so I can fill you up. Oh, shit—! (Pitched a touch higher at the end.) Yes, yes, yes—! So perfect, so beautiful when you cum—just for me— My good girl— Mine…! *******—*mine.* Oh God, gonna cum—! Gonna cum inside you— (Cut off with a groan.) (Orgasm + improv.) (Panting, coming back down; you’ve practically collapsed on her, but I like to think you’re at least doing your best to displace some of your weight to your elbows.) Oh, God, I don’t think that was food safe. We’re really gonna have to clean up now… (Huff.) Better get off you so I can get started and get you home. (Starting to get up, but pulled back by GF.) Hm—? You okay? I didn’t get too rough, did I? *Stay?* Uh…? Not that it isn’t super sweet that you want me to lay on top of you like this, but I’m kinda heavy. And gross. Your back has to be soaked. You don’t mind? Well that’s nice, but… (Surprised bark of laughter.) Is that right? (Amused) I don’t think this is how osmosis works, baby. SCRIPT END