[ Not obliged at all, the way he holds her and kisses her is all she could want (or, failing that, just cuddles are fine, she's truly not picky as long as touching is involved). It's a bit surprising now accommodating he is, and she wonders if it's his nature to be so or whether they just happen to connect especially well in this way. ]
[ Regardless, there's no urgency in the way she kisses him, now the way her fingers slide over his shoulder to brush the back of his neck. The one benefit of not necessarily expecting to get off is that she never feels like she's waiting for anything and can just enjoy the moment, whatever it might be. ]
[Lazy kisses and cuddles are some of the finest things in life, right up there with petting cats. He could gladly stay like this for a long time, if not for his own desire to return the favor in full.
Eager, are you? [ Corsets were just a way of life for so many centuries on Earth, it amuses her to no end that people get so easily frustrated by them. ] Actually, this skirt requires a ten digit passcode and water from the Holy Grail to open.
[ She's joking of course, and easily tugs down the side zipper. ] All yours.
And here I am without a Holy Grail on hand. [While tugging her skirt down her legs.] I fear by the time I quest for it and return, the mood will entirely be over.
I have full confidence that you could recreate the mood any time you like. [ Either he's extremely good at that, or she's unusually susceptible... which is certainly true, to be fair. ] Not that I'm doing anything so ridiculous as suggesting you wait, of course. Flattering though it is that you'd undergo such hardship for my sake.
Far be it for me to argue with such faultless logic.
[ Is there anything more fun than planning future trysts while you're still in the middle of one? Maybe if it also involves snacks. ]
[ She leans back against the pillows, chuckling at his teasing. It would doubtless work on a human woman, but she's a whole other sort of handful -- or mouthful, as it were. It's still very nice but tormenting her will take substantial effort. ]
He hums lightly against her skin. When that doesn't work to quite get the response he's after, Doctor presses his lips against her sex through her underwear. Let it not be said he doesn't put effort into teasing.]
[ If only they'd thought to bring something sweet along, alas. (Yes they just finished tea, so what?) ]
[ That does indeed get a better reaction; she hums contentedly and shifts, back arching just a little, like a cat stretching in the sun. Better? She thinks so. ]
[ It takes a good amount of effort to wind her up, but based on this she has no doubt that he'll manage. She sighs here and there, light and airy notes that seem to float -- it's very evident that she's a singer. ]
So: revenge, hm? [ This is so far from a complaint; she loves nothing more than someone who can rise to a challenge. ] You want me pleading with you. [ Her breath does catch somewhere in there, and she sounds distinctly encouraging. ]
[ The way she whines when he holds her down is shockingly elegant, like she's impressed (she is, a little. He should teach a class on teasing.) Unless he's got inhuman strength to match hers she could probably force the issue, but she won't -- what he's doing is far too interesting. ]
[ She starts to sound a bit more like pleading, but no magic words just yet. This is way too much fun to give in now. ]
[He does not, in fact, have inhuman strength. He is a squishy mage, although he doesn't know that yet.
He switches back to mouthing at other spots, with the occasional attention to her clit to keep her worked up without enough focus for any real relief.]
[ Just as she's starting to get pleasantly hazy, he shifts his attention elsewhere. Clever man, she'll have to keep both eyes on this one. ]
[ Fine then, she'll bite: ] Please. [ She's not far enough gone to truly be begging, she sounds more than a bit amused in fact, but she'll give him what he's after. He's earned it. ]
[Finally, he tugs her underwear down her legs and out of the way, then sets himself to work with long, firm licks, alternated with sucking lightly at her clit.]
[ She chuckles with a throaty tone ] You're incorrigible. [ It's hard to overstate how much a compliment that is. ]
[ Difficult to say if it was the deliberate way he coiled her up or the anticipation, but the first touch of his mouth is the best sort of jolt. Everything is a little sharper: the arch in her back, her singing nerves, her restless, keening cries. Thank goodness for soundproofing. ]
He hums against her skin, vibrations without any barrier in between, and starts to work with his fingers as well as his tongue to draw out more of those beautiful sounds from her. He could quite happily do this for an hour, too.]
[ Not a thing wrong with incorrigible, especially not when used to such effect. She's quite vocal in her appreciation now, less controlled, and her hips move just a bit beneath his grip as she pays less mind to her uncommon strength. ]
[ If there seems to be a note of surprise to her, it's not his imagination; it's very unusual for someone to be this effective with her right out of the gate. But then he did have a few elements to his advantage: offering his blood, the memory of those physical features which are so like her species. She can't say she cares to parse the reason right now, nor could she probably think straight enough if she did try. ]
[If she could think about things like that, it would mean he wasn't trying hard enough.
The strength of her motions is a surprise, but not unwelcome, and he eases up on his grip. Now that he's not trying to tease her anymore, she's free to press up against his mouth and chase her pleasure all she likes.]
[ She does, sadly, need to spare a bit of thought for her strength, how she moves, because she could easily hurt someone if she doesn't. She all but knocked Lupine onto his back and he's almost as strong as she is. Not something she wants to test just now. So, while she actually thinks this might work (she feels her thoughts fogging up and she knows it will), maybe this particular position isn't the best idea. Ugh, orgasm calculus when you have super strength. ]
[ She has to try three times to get her voice to form words instead of moans, and when they do tumble out they're breathless and rushed. ] Come here. [ She reaches down to tug urgently on his shoulder. Don't argue please, she'll explain in a second. ]
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[ Regardless, there's no urgency in the way she kisses him, now the way her fingers slide over his shoulder to brush the back of his neck. The one benefit of not necessarily expecting to get off is that she never feels like she's waiting for anything and can just enjoy the moment, whatever it might be. ]
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Eventually, his hands slowly stray to her hips.]
This isn't as complicated as the corset, I hope?
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[ She's joking of course, and easily tugs down the side zipper. ] All yours.
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[He shimmies down a little so he can press light, teasing kisses to the insides of her thighs, not going for her underwear just yet.]
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[ Is there anything more fun than planning future trysts while you're still in the middle of one? Maybe if it also involves snacks. ]
[ She leans back against the pillows, chuckling at his teasing. It would doubtless work on a human woman, but she's a whole other sort of handful -- or mouthful, as it were. It's still very nice but tormenting her will take substantial effort. ]
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He hums lightly against her skin. When that doesn't work to quite get the response he's after, Doctor presses his lips against her sex through her underwear. Let it not be said he doesn't put effort into teasing.]
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[ That does indeed get a better reaction; she hums contentedly and shifts, back arching just a little, like a cat stretching in the sun. Better? She thinks so. ]
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If it takes him an hour to Successfully Tease, then they'll just have to be here for an hour. He certainly doesn't have anywhere to be.]
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So: revenge, hm? [ This is so far from a complaint; she loves nothing more than someone who can rise to a challenge. ] You want me pleading with you. [ Her breath does catch somewhere in there, and she sounds distinctly encouraging. ]
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[So, yes, revenge. He punctuates it with lightly sucking at her clit through the fabric.]
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[ The sound she makes at that bit of suction is sharper, higher. Not quite impatient, yet. But she'll get there if he keeps it up. ]
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[ The sounds she makes notch up in pitch and volume by slow degrees, and her eyes flutter closed. Her hips shift just a bit, seeking his touch. ]
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[ She starts to sound a bit more like pleading, but no magic words just yet. This is way too much fun to give in now. ]
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He switches back to mouthing at other spots, with the occasional attention to her clit to keep her worked up without enough focus for any real relief.]
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[ Fine then, she'll bite: ] Please. [ She's not far enough gone to truly be begging, she sounds more than a bit amused in fact, but she'll give him what he's after. He's earned it. ]
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[Finally, he tugs her underwear down her legs and out of the way, then sets himself to work with long, firm licks, alternated with sucking lightly at her clit.]
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[ Difficult to say if it was the deliberate way he coiled her up or the anticipation, but the first touch of his mouth is the best sort of jolt. Everything is a little sharper: the arch in her back, her singing nerves, her restless, keening cries. Thank goodness for soundproofing. ]
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He hums against her skin, vibrations without any barrier in between, and starts to work with his fingers as well as his tongue to draw out more of those beautiful sounds from her. He could quite happily do this for an hour, too.]
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[ If there seems to be a note of surprise to her, it's not his imagination; it's very unusual for someone to be this effective with her right out of the gate. But then he did have a few elements to his advantage: offering his blood, the memory of those physical features which are so like her species. She can't say she cares to parse the reason right now, nor could she probably think straight enough if she did try. ]
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The strength of her motions is a surprise, but not unwelcome, and he eases up on his grip. Now that he's not trying to tease her anymore, she's free to press up against his mouth and chase her pleasure all she likes.]
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[ She has to try three times to get her voice to form words instead of moans, and when they do tumble out they're breathless and rushed. ] Come here. [ She reaches down to tug urgently on his shoulder. Don't argue please, she'll explain in a second. ]
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