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[happydreamed]

[Answer: Very. These pants are far too tight already.]

My dear, there is hardly an intimate moment in which I don't want to ravish you. Or be ravished, depending on your mood.

[To demonstrate, her underwear is also getting ripped. Bye.]

[sangreine]

[ She really shouldn't like this so much ]

How are you going to get me back to the hotel after we're done here, hm? I'll be Lady Godiva with short hair.

[ Does she care? Not really. Just curious. And he can ponder that while she gets his pants open without actually tearing anything and feels around with her other hand for something to hoist herself up by. ]

[happydreamed]

Also a problem for the future.

[Thanks for not destroying his pants, though, he appreciates that and will even more once his head is clear. He kicks them off, and his underwear soon joins them on the ground.]

[sangreine]

Luckily for you, I don't care.

[ Ah, this outcropping will do nicely. One one of her arms goes around his shoulders and the other grabs onto whatever thing is above her head so she can pull herself up and get her legs around him, aren't you lucky she can hold her own weight up with one hand, Doctor? Your back will thank her if nothing else. ]

Don't let all your clothing destruction go to waste, now. [ Don't let the words fool you, she's quite breathless, needy, eager -- every bit as much as he is. ]

[happydreamed]

[He absolutely would end up dropping her so good call there.]

I wouldn't dream of it.

[He takes himself in hand and lines up carefully with her, before pressing in in a single motion. No matter how many times they do this, that first moment of feeling her around him will always take his breath away.]

Aliza...

[sangreine]

[ She knows fully well that all her partners except Lupine are adorable weaklings, luckily she's strong enough for all of you. Her hold is such that she can swing herself freely, she's like having a very portable and very fleshy sex swing, really. ]

[ Her other arm tugs him closer so she can half kiss him half gasp against his mouth, and her legs yank him flush against her. If she gets her way, the rest of the city could come meandering around the corner and he wouldn't even notice. ]

Tell me something good, won't you? [ If he can't speak, well, that's a whole different kind of compliment. ]

[happydreamed]

[He would very much prefer that they did not! But at the moment he probably would not notice, it's true.]

You are stunning. [He starts up a slow rhythm, pressing into her as deeply as he can with each motion.] You make me - make me unable to think of anything but you.

[sangreine]

[ Good start, there. She told him before to watch her eyes to gauge how distracted she is, and if he looks now he'll see that the red is quickly fading beneath a sea of swirling gold. ]

How lucky I am to be the only one in your head. [ Her shoulders press against the brick so she can leverage herself against him, a fulcrum for her rocking hips. ] All I want in the world is to be most important to you.

[happydreamed]

You are, always, without question-

[He cuts off there as a particularly deep thrust makes him shudder, and his pace picks up.]

[sangreine]

[ At that harder push, the words that accompany it, her singer's voice fills the space around them, a fading starburst that cares as little for how nearly public this is as the rest of her. ] Do that again -- harder.

[ Typically she moves with him, responsive, smooth as butter in a warm pan; right now she's insistent, greedy, limbs taut around him with the gale-force of her instinct scratching at her. She wants his world consumed by the filthy-sweet friction of her around him. ]

I want to bite you. [ Her voice is low and humid against his ear. Thanks to her truth compulsion she announces it rather than take what she wants, fangs first. ] I want to taste how much you want me.

[happydreamed]

Then bite me. [He bares his neck for her, his thrusts coming harder and faster now.] I'm all yours.

[Everything he has is hers to take, even though he knows she'll never take too much.]

[sangreine]

And I'm yours. [ She shudders as she speaks, so forceful in her agreement that the whole of her trembles, and the last bit of red in her eyes is swallowed by gold. ] I love you.

[ Being more free with those words just now isn't incidental, it's being unable to keep the truth behind her lips. The words still stick in her throat sometimes, juvenile fears of cursing her good fortune. ]

[ She stoops down, shoulder stretching, just fingertips on her handhold so she can kiss her way down his carotid to the spot where it branches beside the jugular, the blood oxygen-rich and hormone-flush. And she bites without further prelude, savoring the delectable tang to his blood as it swirls over her tongue and down her throat. ]

[happydreamed]

[It's always a rush to be bitten by her, his mind going pleasantly hazy and lightheaded. He doesn't slow in his motions - if anything, he picks up his pace, pouring all his love and desire for her in every thrust.]

Aliza, Aliza, I love you-