[ Nico is wholly unprepared for it, but the way Ea comes apart for him is fucking perfect; her peak is messy and wet, uncontrolled and uncalculated, and he licks his lips as he pulls back, dripping with the taste of her. A few more caresses to her flushed-pink pussy, thumb teasing against her slit until she finishes, and Nico finally relents, humming in contentment as he watches Ea's hips stop jerking. ]
So beautiful, [ he breathes. He bows to kiss her navel, feels her stuttering breaths under his lips, the hummingbird-flutter of her pulse. ] I could do this all night.
[ Care for her, wait for her to settle, make her come all over again. Rinse, repeat. She wouldn't be good for anything tomorrow, but that's fine: he can actually carry her around all day, the way he'd promised before, back in the dark of that filthy basement. ]
[ She is almost ready to apologise for the mess, but his thumb continuing to rub between her sensitive labia is enough to drive her away from that (frankly dumb) intention.
Why bother, when Nico clearly likes it. He called her beautiful again, so he must. She lets out a tiny huff, laughter. ]
[ Reciprocating the laugh, low and heady, warm against Ea's stomach. Not actually playing at being coy, since he's no good at anything beyond saying exactly what's on his mind. Someone needs to install a mental sieve in his skull. ]
It's like the first time, every time I do it.
[ Love-drunk. He well and truly believes it, though, which is the stupid thing: he could do this every night for the rest of eternity, and he'll feel the same thrill as the first time she let him snake between her legs. ]
[ She sinks her fingers into his hair and pulls, to direct his gaze up to her face, so she can meet those eerie, beloved, storm cloud eyes. ]
Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 04:08 am (UTC)So beautiful, [ he breathes. He bows to kiss her navel, feels her stuttering breaths under his lips, the hummingbird-flutter of her pulse. ] I could do this all night.
[ Care for her, wait for her to settle, make her come all over again. Rinse, repeat. She wouldn't be good for anything tomorrow, but that's fine: he can actually carry her around all day, the way he'd promised before, back in the dark of that filthy basement. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:11 am (UTC)Why bother, when Nico clearly likes it. He called her beautiful again, so he must. She lets out a tiny huff, laughter. ]
You say that every time you eat me out.
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:21 am (UTC)[ Reciprocating the laugh, low and heady, warm against Ea's stomach. Not actually playing at being coy, since he's no good at anything beyond saying exactly what's on his mind. Someone needs to install a mental sieve in his skull. ]
It's like the first time, every time I do it.
[ Love-drunk. He well and truly believes it, though, which is the stupid thing: he could do this every night for the rest of eternity, and he'll feel the same thrill as the first time she let him snake between her legs. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:31 am (UTC)Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]