In front of your television.

Your favorite show is on, but for some reason, you just can't get into it. And you think that it's probably because of the cute half-naked blue-haired pixie in your lap, running her tongue behind your teeth and her hands scratching down your chest. Your own flit up and down her torso, never satisfied with feeling her ass and breasts, always needing to trade every few seconds.

Feeling your lips lose their grip on her tongue, she straightens up and pushes a breast into your face. Your lips find something else to latch on to, and she coos in delight. Snaking under her thighs, you undo your trousers and pull your cock out from your underwear. Pulling her back down slightly, you smack it against her ass, to let her know that it has been released from it's cloth confinement, ready for her to do what she wants with it. "Stop that," she pouts playfully and wrinkling her nose. "You're going to stain my leggings."

Giving her a hungry growl, you snap to your feet and spin around. She falls onto your couch with a laugh, which quickly turns into a gasp as you work her shorts down and rip the crotch of her leggings apart with your fingers. "Oops," you grin, licking your lips as you take in the sight of the damp spot growing from behind her thong. Matching your grin, she raises an eyebrow at you and beckons you back up to her face with her finger. Chuckling, you make your way back up and lock lips with her once again, while your fingers slide the obstructive fabric aside.

She groans in your mouth when they slide into her soaking wet pussy. Slowly and methodically, they probe her depths, seeking out her spots, and every time she gasps, you know you've found one. Exhaling sharply through her nose, she twitches and trembles under your touch as you work her spongy walls, unable to stay more than a second from her own heat.

An errant jerk of her hips makes her slip off the couch and onto the floor. The two of you look to each other in shock for a moment, before laughing it off. Pulling your fingers out, you spread them apart and you both can see her juices sticking together in lines like a spider's web. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone like this before," you muse, admiring it against your light. "You've really been wanting this haven't you?"

"Mm-hmm. I've held back from masturbating since you first came to the apartment. I'm so horny for you," she nods, wiping at her lower lips with her fingers, before wrapping them around your cock. The hot coating of slime feels good sliding up and down your shaft. "Oh you're so hard. Have you been holding back too? Let's make each other feel good then." Adjusting her grip slightly, she leads your hips lower and lines you up for entry.

Looking deeply into her eyes, you can see a flash of pink wash over them, before hearing her sensual, breathy plea. "Fuck me... Make my pussy feel good with your dick. Make your dick feel good with my pussy."