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[angriestman]

It takes a little while and it definitely won't last but, eventually, Jess goes down for a little while. He showered after the puking but he's still wearing the faded Iron Maiden t-shirt when he walks back into the room. He leaves the door wide open so that they can hear him if he stirs. They're home alone anyway.

"So, are you going to change your name when we get married?" he asks.

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[angriestman]

She's so good at this that it's hard to form a coherent thought. His head spins with it and, for a moment, he can't make himself move. When he does rock his hips, it's slow, measured, pulling almost all of the way out of her mouth before he pushes back in.

[sluttylyingliar]

Rachel hums her approval around him, sliding one hand up to lightly cup his balls, other hand tight on his bony hip. It's been hard, trying to feel like a mom and a girlfriend at the same time and maybe it's bad, but at this moment, all that's in her head and heart is Raylan. And how much she wants to get back to this. And how much she wants him to fucking come down her throat.