[Oh, this was definitely payback. She's merciless, with far bolder moves. She's definitely escalating on him and that's extremely exciting, satisfying, and also very problematic in him keeping his own self control.]
[He's gasping, trying to loosen his hold on her hair, but just ends up twitching as she sucks hard, loosening and tightening as he arches into the affection. And then she pulls his hips up and his breathing stutters to a halt.]
[He closes his eyes tightly, churring loudly as his hips roll up against her, devolving into a desperate serious of chirps.]
[ Her self-control is hanging by a thread. A single, fraying thread, and she's so close to freefall. She rolls her hips down to meet him and almost sobs at how good it feels, moaning ragged and breathless against his neck.
His grip on her hair loosened — not for long, but it's enough. She shifts to a new spot and bites down hard again. No teasing this time. She wants too much. Knows he does, too. ]
[ ohhh fuckfuckfuck this is so much and it feels incredible, her whole body is buzzing, incandescent in the best way. She wants to keep pushing, she wants wants wants.
but
there's that little spark of common sense left, and it stirs at the sound of her name. she pulls out of the bite with a wrecked whine, trembling hard. ]
[ The moment he says it, she stops. As much as she aches for it, for him, there's always later. Next time. Next time.
She gently lowers him down, breathless and trembling, and
flops down. Half on him, half off, with a quiet groan that's more than half a whine. Every so often she squirms a little, restless and hypersensitive. ]
Yes. We were about to let hormones decide so we should know what nit hormone brains decide.
Not as long as you stay still. I will, however, keep my hands right where they are. [On either side of his head, arms against his face. To avoid pulling her closer again-]
[ She's got one hand tangled in the blanket already, and the other soon joins it. There we go. Can't touch won't touch. Safety from hormones, and the arousal that's so, so very slow to simmer down.
Good. Good because I....really don't think I could stop a second time...
[His breathing is heavy, trying to avoid squirming, avoid any friction whatsoever as he resists the urge to give himself the room to drop. Just. Needs to calm down. Even if it's taking a while.]
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[He's gasping, trying to loosen his hold on her hair, but just ends up twitching as she sucks hard, loosening and tightening as he arches into the affection. And then she pulls his hips up and his breathing stutters to a halt.]
[He closes his eyes tightly, churring loudly as his hips roll up against her, devolving into a desperate serious of chirps.]
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His grip on her hair loosened — not for long, but it's enough. She shifts to a new spot and bites down hard again. No teasing this time. She wants too much. Knows he does, too. ]
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[His hand lets go of her hair, moving down to clutch at her shoulder, chirping, trilling.] C-Choco-
[He doesn't want her to stop. He should probably stop her. He desperately wants her to keep going-]
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but
there's that little spark of common sense left, and it stirs at the sound of her name. she pulls out of the bite with a wrecked whine, trembling hard. ]
D-Donnie, Dokkun, do — do you want —
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God yes, but-but I shouldn't-walking back would be-
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T-There's the shower here, but, but I know -
[ God, it's hard to think when her whole body is thrumming with need. ]
Your, your call.
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[He wants to, but also-]
[Showering at someone else's place is-]
[Nggggh]
I-we should stop. We should stop. [As much as he doesn't want to.]
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She gently lowers him down, breathless and trembling, and
flops down. Half on him, half off, with a quiet groan that's more than half a whine. Every so often she squirms a little, restless and hypersensitive. ]
If I, if I had my teleports ... [ Grumbles ]
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[He moves his hands off her and over his face, forcing himself to breathe.]
God, if you had your teleports...
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If only.
... kinda wish I could go back and kill that damn thing again ...
[ Mashes her face into his plastron, trying to even out her breathing and calm down. calm. calm and relax. calm and RELAX. ]
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[He swallows, licking his lips.] We should talk later. When...when we're calmed down.
About...about a getting off policy.
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That all sure just happened. She's sure feeling all tingly and hypersensitive and needy, beyond anything else ever in her life, and - whew.
Lets out a breath and closes her eyes, nodding. ]
Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea. When I have a brain again. [ When she can shift her legs without it sending sparks through her. ]
Need me to move, or-?
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Not as long as you stay still. I will, however, keep my hands right where they are. [On either side of his head, arms against his face. To avoid pulling her closer again-]
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[ She's got one hand tangled in the blanket already, and the other soon joins it. There we go. Can't touch won't touch. Safety from hormones, and the arousal that's so, so very slow to simmer down.
But it is simmering down. ]
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[His breathing is heavy, trying to avoid squirming, avoid any friction whatsoever as he resists the urge to give himself the room to drop. Just. Needs to calm down. Even if it's taking a while.]
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Me neither. God, that was ...
[ Close. Incredible? She can't think of the words. After a moment of trying she gives up, blowing a sigh. ]
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[Sorry for his Gen Z ass, Korone.]
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Yeah. Yeah, that sounds about right.
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[Deep breath, let's it out.] It certainly explains movies a lot more, it is a lot in the moment.
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To wanna go a little further. To see what'll happenm
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Or in this case, on the edge of cumming.
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... How close were you?
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[ wheeze ]
We, uhm, might wanna be careful with the tail. Next time. I'm assuming you want a next time, I know I do-
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