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[RPF]what happens in the utility room…{Kristen/Robert}

Title: what happens in the utility room ...
Fandom: Twilight RPF.
Characters: Kristen Stewart / Robert Pattinson.
Rating: R + .
Word Count: 927 .
Prompt: "" Your boyfriend is nice to me. " @ fanfic_italia
Genre: One-shot.
EFP: LINK.
Abstract: "Your boyfriend is nice to me." he says, continuing to stare into her eyes. "I would not want me to remove the head for that."
Kristen has a moment of hesitation before speaking, and he realizes it.
Notes.
1. Not betata. Sorry for any mistakes.
2. Written for the 'Italian P0rn Fest, second edition.






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what happens in the utility room ...

"You know that we should not do it." Kristen whispered firmly, while his fingers fumbled with his belt by Robert Elegant, with the clear intention of not want to stop and contradicting what he just said.
"Oh, I yes. You're the one that seems a bit 'confused about it. "He said, raising an eyebrow and stopped his hands for a while.
Kristen could not say exactly how they got to that point. Go to the damn party - where he knew that there was also Robert - with her boyfriend was not one of his brightest ideas. And even drag Robert coats in the closet and begin to kiss him (as if it were only that), without considering the consequences.
If Michael finds out ... do not dare think about it. Especially considering the fact that if Michael came right at that moment, you'll find your hands in your pants to Robert, that's not really the best. Who could ever say to him? Sorry, darling, but you know, the idea of me Robert in the closet of coats lured me.
shakes his head, banishing the thought ridiculous.
"Your boyfriend is nice to me." he says, continuing to stare into her eyes. "I would not want me to remove the head for that."
Kristen has a moment of hesitation before speaking, and he realizes it.
"It will not." Finally, he says, convinced, freeing you from its close on his hands. With a quick gesture of pulling down the zipper of his pants and slipped quietly into his hand. Robert sighs and closes her eyes for a moment.
"How can you tell?" asks a voice suddenly husky, opening his eyes shooting.
"Oh, come on, how likely is it that he comes here now? -
" And if he did? "He insists, grabbing the wrist of the hand is caressing it through the thin cloth of the boxers.
" You're always so pessimistic? "
" Always answer questions with another question? "is the only thing I can mutter, trying to ignore the fingers of Kris, who are slowly overcoming the elastic band of the last remaining obstacle between her and his skin.
"Look Who's Talking." she replies, rolling his eyes.
"You know, it's hard ..." he stops when he hears his hand to shake his erection. "... Think to complete sentences now. "
" Then do not. "she whispers with a voice seductive, licked his lower lip.
Robert yet closes his eyes and breathes in again, knowing full well that if she continues to lose control at any moment. And still crashes, making pouting like a child is denied his favorite toy.
"Look, I do not want to talk about my boyfriend." he says, pausing on the last word. 'So stop FA-"tries to add, but is silenced by the lips of Robert, who are pressing on his ravenous.
With a groan Kristen opens her own, letting his tongue enter undisturbed in his mouth, and puts a hand through his hair. He feels her hand back between her thighs, making up the elegant dress - now wrinkled - he wears. His fingers linger on the skin sensitive inner thigh, before reaching her lace panties, which are instantly up to his ankles.
Robert grabs the pelvis and pushes against the wall, and comes with a push inside her, making her moan in surprise. The position is such as to enable it to fold the legs to his hips. With flicks down the straps of her dress, followed by the bra, exposing her breasts. I shudder when his back touched the cold wall behind her and is arched slightly forward. Startled when the teeth to chew him up a nipple, and his tongue goes up to the neck. His back
back hard against the cold wall and hear something fall to the ground beside her, with a thud, but frankly does not care. The small closet is filled only by their warm breath and panting, which merge. Kristen
again weaves his fingers through the hair of Robert, bringing it close to him to capture his lips in another kiss, as his thrusts become more rapid and decisive.
A groan, louder than the others, escapes from the throat and biting his lower lip with more decision, choking or threatening to quit.
"Shh." he whispers in her ear, torturing them the lobe with the tip of your fingers. Gently rub the finger over his mouth, drawing the outline. "You do not want us to feel." added in a hoarse voice, placing a kiss on the neck, just below the ear.
" Rob." pants, in a broken voice. His hands wander around the opening of his shirt and crept under the fabric soft and light, stopping it behind his neck. The grip on her hips
becomes stronger and stronger as the pressures that are rapidly approaching an orgasm, while Kristen sinking nails short and treated in his back. Shouting his name, but is shaken by spasms, but he restrains his cries with a kiss, but he could not stifle his to groan, coming out as a cry broke from her lips parted.
remain still for a moment, catch your breath. Kristen lets go back, even touching the wall behind her cold. His breathing was labored and his chest rises and falls quickly, in sync with that of Robert, bent over her.
Silence falls in the closet, but was immediately broken by something that neither Stewart nor Robert would never feel at that moment. Ping golden handle of the door down from the outside makes them freeze.
" Oh, shit ." Kristen is the only thing I can say, before the door opens.