[ There she is. Being filled by Ea is indescribable, but being kissed by her is a familiar surge of comfort that has Nico arching up, his grip on his own thighs forgotten, to hold Ea's face in his too-hot hands and lick into her mouth. It's intimate and messy, which emboldens him to rock up into where Ea is seated inside him, dragging his still come-slick cock against her stomach.
His breath feels punched out of his lungs; he tilts his chin up when she teases the hardened peak of his nipple, and huffs softly against her jaw. ]
Nothing feels like you, [ he assures her, even if the sentiment is nice, thrilling, makes the heat in his stomach coil. ] You're perfect. So hot and tight for me.
[ Says the guy being fucked. He's forgotten whether the embargo on the use of his hands has been lifted yet, and if it hasn't, well. They're roaming now, stroking over the exquisite arch of Ea's back, tracing her tail, pressing against the curve of her ass. ]
[ Oh, to be perfectly honest - which she usually is, to be perfectly honest - there's nothing as bone-deep good as a messy kiss. Those little pockets of desperation and need, when he surges up to crush his mouth to hers, the soft sounds they both make. Relief and arousal, at first contact. She could live in those kisses for her whole lifetime.
(Which we've established is going to be long.)
He rocks up against her at the same time as she rocks forward into him, the sound of skin slapping skin driving her to release a groan against his lips.
Her mouth find his jawline, teeth nipping at his earlobe, a quick kiss to the pointed end of his ear. Another thrust, and another, harder, because he's got those hands that cover her whole ass when he grabs it and she loves it, loves it. ]
Gods - you're perfect. [ She nips at his ear, and then moves to kneel, so she can control the strokes again. She's smiling, it's dopey and sweet. ] Look at you. Sprawled on your back like my very own corruptible princess.
[ She takes the whole view in, and gives him the whole toy. Over and over. A few long and deep thrusts in, her hand wipes the come off her stomach and using it to stroke his cock, tight and slick. The embargo is very much lifted. ] You look debauched, my love. I think you should come on my cock now - yes?
[ It's a dizzying contrast, being stretched and fucked while he savors all of Ea's soft curves, a physical impossibility that hits him again and again, all over. Everything feels untenable, out of his control; he shouldn't even be able to come but he needs the orgasm anyway, is aware of it mounting as slick fingers wrap around his aching, oversensitive cock, sending waves through his gasping body.
He might die. It's bliss. ]
Oh, fuck. [ Reduced to a babbling mess, fingers digging into Ea's ass, shoving her hips down with more force than strictly necessary. Needy, covetous. ] Yes, love－ fuck, I need you to make me－
[ Come, shatter, fall apart. Nico hooks his legs around the back of Ea's thighs, keeping her seated and deep inside of him after one last hard thrust inwards, because that's all he needs: one viciously perfect jolt against his prostrate and he's spilling into her hand, one hand gripping the sheets so tightly that they almost tear. There is no way that the people occupying the room next to them don't hear the sharp thud of the bed hitting the wall as Nico jerks and jostles the headboard. ]
[ She's going to remember every second of this night, well into her old age. It's going to the top of her list for incredibly hot sex. The way he grabs onto her, the way he's practically moving her into him - she lets out a delighted laugh at that. ]
I hear you - I've got you. Hold on. [ She slams into him, gives him no chance to catch his breath or finish his sentences, but gives him what he so clearly wants and can take. A harder fuck, skin slapping against skin, her praise spilling out in between.
Her own ears are ringing at this point, and it might be possible for her to come just from watching him come. Gods know that when he shatters, she lets out a broken moan of her own and keeps moving - hips, toy, hand around his cock - until he's got no more left to spill.
Then she slows, coming to a halt while still inside him, all so she can lean down at lick his come off his chest. ]
[ She keeps moving through his orgasm, milking him dry from the inside out－ it's agony, but it's also so fucking good that he feels entirely fucked out by the time she pauses, limp and pliant on the bed. He feels like an oversteamed puddle, and groans at the feeling of Ea's tongue raking over his still-humming body. ]
You've wrecked me, [ he croaks. He'd laugh if his lungs could find enough breath. ] Every single inch of me just came.
[ Zero brain-cell sex talk. Shuddering through his next breath, he flops one hand on Ea's shoulder, coaxing her to crane up for him for a kiss. ] Is there a word for needing someone so much that you're willing to let them destroy you?
[ He looks so good wrecked, and if this is what he feels like whenever she's left sprawled out and panting like she just got her organs rearranged via dick, she gets it. She gets why he gets all affectionate and tender and possessive, because it makes her want to do the same.
She leans in to give him that kiss. It takes effort to not push him into discomfort and pain, so the kiss is quick. ]
I think I'd call it love. [ It's what she'd willingly let him do to her. Love him, let him destroy her.
On that cheery note, she sits back on her knees and pulls the toy out. Gentle and tender, she runs her hands over each of his legs, lowering them back onto the bed; rubs imaginary knots of tension out of his hips, leaning down to press a kiss to each one.
Finally, the harness and toy come off, so she can lie down against his side and hold him. Or rather, tug him over to lie down with his head on her tits, so she can play with his hair and whisper little caresses to the jagged shards of his halo. ]
I feel it too, you know? Anytime you touch me, or kiss me. Sometimes when all you do is look at me, I have this need to... yeah.
[ Is there a word for feeling so fucking wrecked and spoiled that you wonder if you could ever go back to a time when you didn't know you could be fucking wrecked and spoiled? That's also love, he figures. He congeals there like a bruise-colored human-shaped lump, blearily registering the ways in which Ea rearranges him, and settles into her embrace with sluggish contentment.
She really is so pretty, all over. He can't resist nosing against her chest, breathing against one nipple before he tongues at it, slow and indulgent.
After he stops playing with her tits: ] Ah, [ he chuckles. ] That may be a problem for you.
[ It's nice to know he has his priorities sorted, because as soon as his head rests on her shoulder, she feels his nose against the side of one breast, and then breath against her nipple, a tongue licking at it. It serves as some reminder, or rather her body reminds her, that she's possibly still wound up tight.
But she can be good, and take care of him now. Mostly because, look at him sprawled and lumpy - this man can't move. Surely. ]
You know, it did cross my mind, yeah. [ joking as well, running her fingers through his hair. Clean fingers, thank you Prestidigitation. After the laugh, she turns her head and brushes a kiss to his forehead. ] Don't stop on my account. I like it when you look.
[ The man can move, unfortunately, though not very adroitly－ he resumes nuzzling against her chest with unhurried contentment, like he just kind of wants to be glued between her tits for the next thirty minutes. Head empty, no thoughts.
Actually, some thoughts. Like, for example, "did Ea come", and "Gods, am I being selfish???" In their current position, Nico has to glance up to make eye contact, and his blurry white eyes try to look as focused as they can manage. Assessing. ]
I always thought it was impressive that you manage to catch when I'm looking, even when I have my mask on.
[ The point is that the mask hides things, but he figures that it just doesn't work on Ea. Never has. ] ―Do you feel that need now?
Yes, I am impressive. [ And pleased with herself, when mostly it was just guesswork at the start. Flashing him the occasional grin when she thought he might be looking her way to catch his reaction - catch the subtle shift in posture, throat moving when he swallowed, that sort of thing to tell her she nailed it. At the start.
Now, it's like she has a magnet honed into whether he's looking at her or not, and her gaze darts to check. For example, now. ]
If you had to venture a guess, would you say that I enjoyed myself so much fucking you into a wrecked state that all I want to do is lie here until the world stops spinning for us?
[ Nico doesn't have a terribly good pokerface around Ea: right now, his open, fucked-out expression says "was it good for you?" which is. You know. Not subtle. Her words soothe over a good chunk of his concerns, however, letting him ease back into lethargic bliss, thick arms loosely wrapped around Ea like twin (heavy) noodles.
Like a big dog that isn't aware that he's not built for sitting on laps. He nuzzles against Ea again, affectionate. ]
If I had to guess, yes.
[ The statement is way too specific to warrant a "no". Nico traces circles along the small of Ea's back, idly contemplative. ]
...What else do you enjoy?
[ Because, you know. They're learning a lot about each other today. ]
[ She lets her head rest back on the pillow, sighing with contentment and moving her hand up his back so she can gently comb her fingers through his hair. That's better. She's afterglowing here, still buzzing with the high of everything that happened, and with the knowledge that she'll get to do that again.
He does ask, but it takes her a pause and a half to answer. ] In general? [ Another beat, an exhale. ] I think everything we've done together has been on my list. But...I'll admit I've been thinking of new things.
[ She finds the exercise of coming his hair with her fingers self-soothing, and almost hypnotic. Every ounce of tension just melting off her, like ice chips left in the sun. ]
Ah, for example - sleep. I think I would like to...wake you up one day by sinking down on your cock, or taking it in my mouth. Would you like that? And - vice versa, definitely.
[ It should bother him more, as a grown-ass man, that he's being pet like a domesticated animal, but he could not possibly care less― if anything, he bumps up against her palm like a dog bumping into a particularly beloved set of hands, angling himself so that she can comfortably comb his hair without his halo getting in the way.
His eyes half-shutter. Comforted, comfortable. The topic of conversation is decidedly far from innocent, but that seems to be the running theme of the day. ]
You're asking me if I want you to wake me up with your need?
[ Fuck. Nico chuckles, low and throaty. ] Gods, yes. I want the first thing I feel in the morning to be you sheathed around me.
[ Well, if he's a massive dog being petted by a particularly beloved set of hands, he's her dog. There's a brief hum of acknowledgement and approval when he angles his head so she can comb his hair better, and grazes her nails down his scalp.
Unintentionally seductive. It's the conversation, and where it's gone. She can't help but follow the train of thought. ]
I'd have to be very careful not to wake you until then, then. Contain all urges to bite your lovely shoulders good morning.
[ Which is really not a complaint. He keeps his head rested against Ea's collarbone, ear pressed to the sound of her heartbeat. A little faster than usual, but in a pleasant way. ]
Would you let me come? Or would you leave me like you did today, hard and restless for the rest of the day?
[ She bites the inside of her cheek at that question, considering it. Desire feels a little bit like a chipped tooth now, and she wants to run her tongue over it even though she said she was satisfied with what she got. ]
I'd let you fill me to the brim. [ She turns her head, lips brushing against his forehead. ] How's that?
[ She's so fucking sweet. Coming down from successive and explosive orgasms, Nico's brain is a gelatinous mess: fifty percent affection, the other fifty percent some syrupy, sex-drenched gibberish. All he can think about is how much he loves Ea, and how much he loves the filthy things coming out of her pretty mouth.
Kissing against her flushed skin, Nico pulls closer and encloses her more fully in his two-armed embrace. ]
And make me smell myself on you all day. [ More dog comparisons. He brings it on himself. ] My brain'd melt. All that'd be left would be the tadpole.
Feral. [ Somehow she makes it sound like the praise it is, and bites his nose gently, a low chuckle following shortly after. He is so sweet and intense and she couldn't love him more - but she'll sure as fuck try. ]
You like that, don't you? The idea of watching your come drip out of me, the idea that I'd beg you for it.
[ His breath is a low rumble, amused and warm; he feels teeth on his nose and reciprocates with his own teeth to her chin, bite for bite. ]
You wouldn't even have to beg me for it.
[ He'd probably beg her for it, to let him fill her and go crazy for the rest of the day with the knowledge that she's keeping his spend in her. He shifts one of his hands from its perch against the small of his back, circling it around to her front, against her stomach. Where his cock'd be, where he'd spill in her. ]
I like the thought of being so deep inside you that you feel me all day.
[ Here she trembles a little, not out of fear but because she knows exactly what he's making her touch. He forgets she's begged for it deep often enough that she knows by heart how he fits inside her, how thick the stretch, how generously it drips out of her. How messy.
Inevitably that means that she imagines it now, and under the fabric of her panties, her cunt clenches around nothing trying to replicate something from memory.
She turns her head to him, her skin turned a darker lavender around her cheeks. ]
That's every time, my love. It's my favourite part.
[ She leans in, nudging her lips against his brow. ]
I want you to keep it inside me until you get hard again and fill me again. I want to be the one who gets you hard again, like that.
[ Is it even physiologically possible for him to get hard again, after being wrung dry inside and out? Nico is willing to see if celestial blood affects refractory periods; then again, maybe it has nothing to do with the limits of the not-quite-human body, and everything to do with Ea and her ability to make everything in Nico go haywire.
His hand trails down towards the warmth between Ea's legs－ he remembers that she took the harness and toy off, but was she wearing anything under that?－ fingers pressing against her soft inner thigh, tracing up and down until he can test to see if he can give her friction. ]
No one else could.
[ The drow twins could come at him with their Menzoberranzan love tricks, and his dick wouldn't even twitch. He's convinced of it. ]
[ She sucks in a breath at the sudden touch, which is a surprise clearly not shared by her cunt, from how it all but clenches and flutters inside. All this talk about having his cock deep as it can do, and she is of course affected. Would have to be dead not to be affected by Nico.
Even just from talking, she'd be wet, but what he finds is a whole other level. Her panties feel like a flimsy, tearable layer, one that is glued to the shape of her pussy from how soaked she is.
In summary: giving her friction won't be hard, all he really needs to do is what he's doing now, and she shivers from it. ]
Do aasimar mate? [ What a perfectly timed, breathless question. ] F-fuck... I'm doing a terrible job at taking care of you here... [ Here being: her hips rolling so she can grind against his hand. ]
[ Do aasimar mate? Nico actually has no earthly (outer-planar-ly) idea, and he says as much: ]
Not a clue.
[ No hint of chagrin in his tone, though. Resigned to not knowing a single thing about how he's supposed to work, he's learned not to let his ignorance of what he is bother him in the company of others. Especially not in front of Ea, who he is currently thinking of in terms of "mating", which turns his tone more playful than anything else.
Case in point: his wandering hands, gaining intent. Languid and unhurried, tracing the outline of Ea's cunt over soaked-through panties, pressing up every time she grinds down. ]
You're taking care of my imagination with this talk of "mating", though.
[ Oh - oh. She sucks in a breath, her back arching as his hand gains that intent. She has one arm around his shoulders, and her grip on his shoulder tightens. Her other hand comes to the bed beside her, twisting the bedsheets into her fist.
It's 'grind against his palm until you're desperate' o'clock, apparently. ]
Oh, yeah? [ Swallows, around a thick knot in her throat. ] You wanna mate me, darling? [ Who knows what that even means. ]
[ What does this mean??? We just do not know. The audacity of asking Nico anything when his current INT and WIS stats sit at a whopping 0.
He's cruising on CON and CHA－ way too many points poured into those. Fingers slip under Ea's ruined underwear, his fingers tenting the fabric as he works to rub her directly, skin on skin, warmth to warmth. Slick, wet sounds fill the space between them, and Nico pauses for a moment to draw his fingers up to his mouth to taste the arousal on his digits. ]
Sometimes I want to sink my teeth into you while we fuck, [ is probably slightly unhinged. ] Like an animal. Keep you pinned while I make love to you.
[ More 0-INT things. He goes back to touching Ea again, giving her slow, steady friction. ] If that's "mating"―
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Date: 2024-08-05 07:30 am (UTC)His breath feels punched out of his lungs; he tilts his chin up when she teases the hardened peak of his nipple, and huffs softly against her jaw. ]
Nothing feels like you, [ he assures her, even if the sentiment is nice, thrilling, makes the heat in his stomach coil. ] You're perfect. So hot and tight for me.
[ Says the guy being fucked. He's forgotten whether the embargo on the use of his hands has been lifted yet, and if it hasn't, well. They're roaming now, stroking over the exquisite arch of Ea's back, tracing her tail, pressing against the curve of her ass. ]
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Date: 2024-08-05 08:20 am (UTC)(Which we've established is going to be long.)
He rocks up against her at the same time as she rocks forward into him, the sound of skin slapping skin driving her to release a groan against his lips.
Her mouth find his jawline, teeth nipping at his earlobe, a quick kiss to the pointed end of his ear. Another thrust, and another, harder, because he's got those hands that cover her whole ass when he grabs it and she loves it, loves it. ]
Gods - you're perfect. [ She nips at his ear, and then moves to kneel, so she can control the strokes again. She's smiling, it's dopey and sweet. ] Look at you. Sprawled on your back like my very own corruptible princess.
[ She takes the whole view in, and gives him the whole toy. Over and over. A few long and deep thrusts in, her hand wipes the come off her stomach and using it to stroke his cock, tight and slick. The embargo is very much lifted. ] You look debauched, my love. I think you should come on my cock now - yes?
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Date: 2024-08-06 06:36 am (UTC)He might die. It's bliss. ]
Oh, fuck. [ Reduced to a babbling mess, fingers digging into Ea's ass, shoving her hips down with more force than strictly necessary. Needy, covetous. ] Yes, love－ fuck, I need you to make me－
[ Come, shatter, fall apart. Nico hooks his legs around the back of Ea's thighs, keeping her seated and deep inside of him after one last hard thrust inwards, because that's all he needs: one viciously perfect jolt against his prostrate and he's spilling into her hand, one hand gripping the sheets so tightly that they almost tear. There is no way that the people occupying the room next to them don't hear the sharp thud of the bed hitting the wall as Nico jerks and jostles the headboard. ]
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Date: 2024-08-06 07:23 am (UTC)I hear you - I've got you. Hold on. [ She slams into him, gives him no chance to catch his breath or finish his sentences, but gives him what he so clearly wants and can take. A harder fuck, skin slapping against skin, her praise spilling out in between.
Her own ears are ringing at this point, and it might be possible for her to come just from watching him come. Gods know that when he shatters, she lets out a broken moan of her own and keeps moving - hips, toy, hand around his cock - until he's got no more left to spill.
Then she slows, coming to a halt while still inside him, all so she can lean down at lick his come off his chest. ]
Well...if you need it...
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Date: 2024-08-07 12:53 am (UTC)You've wrecked me, [ he croaks. He'd laugh if his lungs could find enough breath. ] Every single inch of me just came.
[ Zero brain-cell sex talk. Shuddering through his next breath, he flops one hand on Ea's shoulder, coaxing her to crane up for him for a kiss. ] Is there a word for needing someone so much that you're willing to let them destroy you?
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Date: 2024-08-07 09:28 am (UTC)She leans in to give him that kiss. It takes effort to not push him into discomfort and pain, so the kiss is quick. ]
I think I'd call it love. [ It's what she'd willingly let him do to her. Love him, let him destroy her.
On that cheery note, she sits back on her knees and pulls the toy out. Gentle and tender, she runs her hands over each of his legs, lowering them back onto the bed; rubs imaginary knots of tension out of his hips, leaning down to press a kiss to each one.
Finally, the harness and toy come off, so she can lie down against his side and hold him. Or rather, tug him over to lie down with his head on her tits, so she can play with his hair and whisper little caresses to the jagged shards of his halo. ]
I feel it too, you know? Anytime you touch me, or kiss me. Sometimes when all you do is look at me, I have this need to... yeah.
you say that but i am the LATE one, apologies!!!!!!!!!
Date: 2024-08-13 12:40 am (UTC)She really is so pretty, all over. He can't resist nosing against her chest, breathing against one nipple before he tongues at it, slow and indulgent.
After he stops playing with her tits: ] Ah, [ he chuckles. ] That may be a problem for you.
I look at you all the time, don't I?
it's forever okay
Date: 2024-08-13 07:30 am (UTC)But she can be good, and take care of him now. Mostly because, look at him sprawled and lumpy - this man can't move. Surely. ]
You know, it did cross my mind, yeah. [ joking as well, running her fingers through his hair. Clean fingers, thank you Prestidigitation. After the laugh, she turns her head and brushes a kiss to his forehead. ] Don't stop on my account. I like it when you look.
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Date: 2024-08-14 06:22 am (UTC)Actually, some thoughts. Like, for example, "did Ea come", and "Gods, am I being selfish???" In their current position, Nico has to glance up to make eye contact, and his blurry white eyes try to look as focused as they can manage. Assessing. ]
I always thought it was impressive that you manage to catch when I'm looking, even when I have my mask on.
[ The point is that the mask hides things, but he figures that it just doesn't work on Ea. Never has. ] ―Do you feel that need now?
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Date: 2024-08-14 06:33 am (UTC)Now, it's like she has a magnet honed into whether he's looking at her or not, and her gaze darts to check. For example, now. ]
If you had to venture a guess, would you say that I enjoyed myself so much fucking you into a wrecked state that all I want to do is lie here until the world stops spinning for us?
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Date: 2024-08-14 08:45 am (UTC)Like a big dog that isn't aware that he's not built for sitting on laps. He nuzzles against Ea again, affectionate. ]
If I had to guess, yes.
[ The statement is way too specific to warrant a "no". Nico traces circles along the small of Ea's back, idly contemplative. ]
...What else do you enjoy?
[ Because, you know. They're learning a lot about each other today. ]
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Date: 2024-08-14 09:18 am (UTC)He does ask, but it takes her a pause and a half to answer. ] In general? [ Another beat, an exhale. ] I think everything we've done together has been on my list. But...I'll admit I've been thinking of new things.
[ She finds the exercise of coming his hair with her fingers self-soothing, and almost hypnotic. Every ounce of tension just melting off her, like ice chips left in the sun. ]
Ah, for example - sleep. I think I would like to...wake you up one day by sinking down on your cock, or taking it in my mouth. Would you like that? And - vice versa, definitely.
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Date: 2024-08-14 12:56 pm (UTC)His eyes half-shutter. Comforted, comfortable. The topic of conversation is decidedly far from innocent, but that seems to be the running theme of the day. ]
You're asking me if I want you to wake me up with your need?
[ Fuck. Nico chuckles, low and throaty. ] Gods, yes. I want the first thing I feel in the morning to be you sheathed around me.
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Date: 2024-08-14 01:01 pm (UTC)Unintentionally seductive. It's the conversation, and where it's gone. She can't help but follow the train of thought. ]
I'd have to be very careful not to wake you until then, then. Contain all urges to bite your lovely shoulders good morning.
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Date: 2024-08-14 01:13 pm (UTC)You just want to watch me squirm.
[ Which is really not a complaint. He keeps his head rested against Ea's collarbone, ear pressed to the sound of her heartbeat. A little faster than usual, but in a pleasant way. ]
Would you let me come? Or would you leave me like you did today, hard and restless for the rest of the day?
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Date: 2024-08-14 01:22 pm (UTC)I'd let you fill me to the brim. [ She turns her head, lips brushing against his forehead. ] How's that?
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Date: 2024-08-14 01:43 pm (UTC)Kissing against her flushed skin, Nico pulls closer and encloses her more fully in his two-armed embrace. ]
And make me smell myself on you all day. [ More dog comparisons. He brings it on himself. ] My brain'd melt. All that'd be left would be the tadpole.
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Date: 2024-08-14 01:53 pm (UTC)You like that, don't you? The idea of watching your come drip out of me, the idea that I'd beg you for it.
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Date: 2024-08-17 11:49 am (UTC)You wouldn't even have to beg me for it.
[ He'd probably beg her for it, to let him fill her and go crazy for the rest of the day with the knowledge that she's keeping his spend in her. He shifts one of his hands from its perch against the small of his back, circling it around to her front, against her stomach. Where his cock'd be, where he'd spill in her. ]
I like the thought of being so deep inside you that you feel me all day.
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Date: 2024-08-17 03:53 pm (UTC)Inevitably that means that she imagines it now, and under the fabric of her panties, her cunt clenches around nothing trying to replicate something from memory.
She turns her head to him, her skin turned a darker lavender around her cheeks. ]
That's every time, my love. It's my favourite part.
[ She leans in, nudging her lips against his brow. ]
I want you to keep it inside me until you get hard again and fill me again. I want to be the one who gets you hard again, like that.
i'm BACK
Date: 2024-08-23 05:32 am (UTC)His hand trails down towards the warmth between Ea's legs－ he remembers that she took the harness and toy off, but was she wearing anything under that?－ fingers pressing against her soft inner thigh, tracing up and down until he can test to see if he can give her friction. ]
No one else could.
[ The drow twins could come at him with their Menzoberranzan love tricks, and his dick wouldn't even twitch. He's convinced of it. ]
!!!!
Date: 2024-08-23 06:40 am (UTC)Even just from talking, she'd be wet, but what he finds is a whole other level. Her panties feel like a flimsy, tearable layer, one that is glued to the shape of her pussy from how soaked she is.
In summary: giving her friction won't be hard, all he really needs to do is what he's doing now, and she shivers from it. ]
Do aasimar mate? [ What a perfectly timed, breathless question. ] F-fuck... I'm doing a terrible job at taking care of you here... [ Here being: her hips rolling so she can grind against his hand. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 04:25 am (UTC)Not a clue.
[ No hint of chagrin in his tone, though. Resigned to not knowing a single thing about how he's supposed to work, he's learned not to let his ignorance of what he is bother him in the company of others. Especially not in front of Ea, who he is currently thinking of in terms of "mating", which turns his tone more playful than anything else.
Case in point: his wandering hands, gaining intent. Languid and unhurried, tracing the outline of Ea's cunt over soaked-through panties, pressing up every time she grinds down. ]
You're taking care of my imagination with this talk of "mating", though.
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:23 am (UTC)It's 'grind against his palm until you're desperate' o'clock, apparently. ]
Oh, yeah? [ Swallows, around a thick knot in her throat. ] You wanna mate me, darling? [ Who knows what that even means. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:41 am (UTC)He's cruising on CON and CHA－ way too many points poured into those. Fingers slip under Ea's ruined underwear, his fingers tenting the fabric as he works to rub her directly, skin on skin, warmth to warmth. Slick, wet sounds fill the space between them, and Nico pauses for a moment to draw his fingers up to his mouth to taste the arousal on his digits. ]
Sometimes I want to sink my teeth into you while we fuck, [ is probably slightly unhinged. ] Like an animal. Keep you pinned while I make love to you.
[ More 0-INT things. He goes back to touching Ea again, giving her slow, steady friction. ] If that's "mating"―
―yes, I'd like that.
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