Team WussPerv: Going Down by TexasKatherine

Team Wussperv, this team is made up of myself, Emmy aka Pippapear, Jess aka Jessypt, Kim aka Kimpy0464, & Trin aka TFX or NaughtySparkle. Plus we might every so often have one of our other pervs crash our party, as the fluffy goodness appeals to them too much!

I'm sure you're wondering what the fuck a wussperv is, right? A wussperv is someone that is...

A) Tragically canon

B) Loathes angst (when in massive doses)

C) Loves smut

D) Needs a Happy-Ever-After

We love to read new fluffy recc’s. :) Please let us know your favourite WussPerv friendly fic. It might be Team WussPervs next recc!

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The Team WussPerv Pick is...

Title: Going Down
Author: TexasKatherine
Chapters: 6
Words: 32, 046 (complete)
Reviews: 1207
Summary: Bella Swan is a rising star in her new company, but ascending the corporate ladder is not exactly easy when you are trapped in an elevator. Rated M for language, lemons & flagrant use of snark.

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Emmy - So if I didn’t love Trin enough? She goes and recc’s this fic to us WussPerv’s! Don’t you just love her?? This fic meets EVERYONE of our Wussperv criteria... Its fluffy, warming AND yummo yummo sexy! Perfecto!

This fic is such good snarky fun! Bella finally gets some good sexing when she gets stuck in a lift with a hot-damn fine young speciman of a man, but rur-roh - she finds out he works UNDER her! Cue lots of funny panic and UST!

I'm getting extra pissed because my body clearly missed the memo about how we hate him now. I'd like to rip off his cock and throw it out the window, but I think my vagina would swan dive after it. Ignoring the tingling sensation his proximity causes, I jab him in the chest with my index finger.

"How dare you-"

"Best date?" he interrupts.

He's smiling now and that just makes me want to slap him. Then fuck him. I'm such a fickle whore.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, trying to maintain my angry demeanor.

"You said our time together last night was the best date you've ever had." He looks so young and blithe.

In the blink of an eye I go from prowling lioness to embarrassed, timid girl. "I-I, well, yes. And then you-you, with your working here nonsense. And I'm your-ugh! I'm not supposed to lick your cock, Edward!"

"Jesus, Bella!" He yelps as he not so discretely adjusts himself. "Is that what all this is about?" He gestures in a big arc to encompass the discarded remnants of my foolproof disguise. "You're worried about us working together?"

"Of course, Edward!" My shrill voice surfaces again. "I don't want to lose my job! I don't want you to lose yours! What if I go to prison? I can't go to prison, Edward! Striped pants make me look hippy, and I don't mean in a flower child way!"

"Bella, calm down. I think it's a little premature to worry about jail time just yet," he says soothingly as he reaches for my hand. "You might be overreacting just a tad bit."

"I have cable, Edward. I know what happens in prison! I won't last a day-"

My hysterical ramblings are cut short by his mouth on mine. I make that weird keening noise again. I should probably just name it 'The Edward.' I grab onto his hair so I can pull his face closer and push my tongue in his mouth. He responds with equal fervor, grabbing my hips and melding us into one. Spinning us slightly, he lifts my ass and deposits me on the edge of the desk. Never breaking the kiss he moves between my legs, grinding his hardened cock into my center.

I probably should tell him that he placed me on top of my stapler and I will likely have "Swingline" tattooed on my ass forevermore, but I can't find the will to stop.

And let’s face it - who can ruddy blame her? Edward is dreamy fit! And Bella is a feisty sexy woman gagging for a decent shagging AND someone to be part of her life, someone to make her feel cared for, someone to have a laugh with, someone to make her feel special. Young fittie Edward certainly ticks ALL her boxes... What to do about the pesky work situation?

"Open your mouth, Bella."

I don't even think. I just act. He switches the toy off and slides it in my mouth.

"Now suck."

There is no logical reason I should be as aroused as I am by this.

"Good girl." He removes it from my mouth, turns it back on and glides it down between my breasts. He sweeps it under my left breast, around the side and over the top. Making a full circuit around my right breast, he lightly runs the vibrator down each peak. My hands are fisted in the sheets to keep me from coming entirely off the bed. He continues his torturous descent down my stomach to the juncture of my thighs.

He places the smallest amount of pressure on my center and my legs shake violently. Ascending my torso, he dips the toy in my navel and then runs it back down my left hip bone. Still using a feather-like touch, Edward draws the vibrator down my inner thigh and back up again. It's almost as if he's painting a picture and I am the lucky canvas.

He reaches my clit again and uses slightly more pressure this time. My hips jerk forcefully of their own accord. Momentarily, he slips the hard tip inside me so I have a hint of what's to come. I am hardly able to acclimate to the sensation before the device is ascending my body again, running firmly across my right breast.

"Open again," he commands.

The humming stops and he slips the end between my lips. Unable and unwilling to break eye contact, I draw the toy in further and hollow my cheeks. Edward knows I can taste the traces of my own arousal and his eyes darken noticeably. He slips the vibrator out of my mouth, turns it back on and paints another line down the left side of my body.

Circling my clit once, he says, "This is what I want you to think of next time you touch yourself."

The tenor of his voice alone nearly makes me climax. He teases my folds again while I tug at the sheets and mutter his name.

"Edward, please," I beg.

"Is this what you want, Bella?" Half the vibrator disappears inside me and I arch off the bed. The green in his eyes forms a tiny halo around his fully dilated pupils.

"Whose name are you going to associate with this kind of pleasure?"

"Yours," I whisper. I'm so overwhelmed by the dominating posture of his body, the gravelly tone of his voice and the intensity of his eyes that I can barely make a sound.

"I can't hear you, baby. Let go and tell me who makes you feel this way." His teeth pull roughly at my nipple and I tumble over the metaphorical edge, panting and screaming his name.

"That's my girl." He brushes the damp hair away from my face while I fall back to Earth. "Now catch your breath because I intend to remind you what the real thing feels like."

Ach! With sexy times like those above - who fecking cares?!!!!!

So the sex is yummy, the convo’s and chemistry between Boss Bella and worker Edward is cheeky and hot. So what else is great about Going Down ? Well let me tell you! Its the supporting characters: “Mike I-Have-To-Pay-My-Dates Newton!” for example! Yes sleazy and pathetic Mike’s have been done many times before - but this one works brilliantly - & I love how she uses him as a minor character. But even better to me is Going Down ‘s Alice. This Alice has a different (AND HILARIOUS!) fetish to the standard “I LOVE SHOPPING AND MAKING OVER BELLA IN A RIDICULOUSLY OVER-THE-TOP WAY AND SPENDING HEAPS OF MONEY IN DESIGNER STORES etc etc” Fic-Alice. Instead this Alice, has an obsession with big-rigs and truckers. Yep really! Its GENIUS.

This fic is complete in only six chapters! SIX! BRAVISSIMO! :) And each one is a fabbio fun read. Read it in your lunch hour and get some fluffy sexy goodness into your life!

Jess - This was an absolute delight to read. It's full of smutty goodness, UST, and lots of snarky humor. I found myself chuckling throughout the entire read. Oh and a bonus - it's complete! Bell is a marketing director who finds her true love while trapped in an old, rickety elevator overnight. Edward and Bella meet while "going down" and boy do they!

When the elevator dings its arrival I lunge toward the doors, only to stop short at the sight of its current occupant. Fuck. Me. Twice. To describe this being as a man was an egregious slight. He was tall, with light brown hair and eyes such a vivid green I audibly whimper.

Holy crap, Swan. Get your shit together. Stop violating him with your eyes and talk to him like a human being. Deep breath, aaaand, "Are you going down on me? WITH me!"

Way to get your shit together, Swan.

From there, things go south as the elevator gets stuck, neither of them have cell reception, and the red emergency phone is nothing but dead air. They end up eating random bits from Bella’s purse and talking about their lives. One thing leads to another and bam! things get frisky.

Before he can even respond to my insanity I smash my lips to his. I must not have scared him off too much because he quickly pushes his tongue back into my mouth. I am grinding down on his still clothed cock and riding him like I'm trying to win a fucking blue ribbon. I'll never be able to set foot in this elevator again without blushing.

The rest of the story is how they navigate the murky world of their business relationship - which I won’t reveal here - and battle their insatiable desire to be together. Bella’s sense of humor and inner monologue had me laughing all the way through.

This is a short, but fun and cute read, and it will keep all you WPs smiling!.

Trin - This short six chapter story is such a fun little read that’s jammed pack with snark and banter galore. The sexy times are just delicious and the UST had me wiggling in my seat. Usually in stories we are treated to some fantastic Edward inner-monologues but with Going Down we get some of the best Bella thoughts I think I’ve ever read. I swear it was some of the same things that have rolled around in my head before.

I don’t think I’m giving anything away saying there is some hot sex in the first chapter because this was originally written for the Don’t Mess with the Help O/S contest....and man oh man is it hot. And funny!

Channeling my inner sex kitten, I slide lithely down the wall, never breaking eye contact with Edward. I don't quite achieve the desired effect as my sweaty back thunders down the faux wood paneling. Shit, that burns.

Very conscious of not having my naked cooter touch the filthy floor, I squat before him. I unbutton his trousers and jerk them down his nicely toned legs. Very nicely toned legs. He hums in appreciation as I rub his cock through the fabric of his boxers. Quickly his boxers join his pants around his ankles and now it is me that is moaning in appreciation. Seriously, his member is so amazing it should make a sound each time he whips it out. Hours of repressing the urge to lick him fall by the wayside as I run the flat of my tongue along his shaft. I take him inside my mouth as Edward slams his hands loudly against the wall.

"Fuck, that's good" he bellows.

See what I mean? One second you are laughing because she says “cooter” and then you are panting over the utter sexiness. I really love that we have Bella in the boss position here and not the other way around. It is very refreshing to have a woman calling the shots sometimes, too.

Do yourself a favor and read this quick little story. You can finish it all in one setting...but it’s so fantastic I’d suggest trying to savor it.