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[othellovonryan]

Boy got game!!!

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[bluediligence]

[ Every word of praise. ]

[ Every chirp and churr and growl. ]

[ Every point of contact. From the tight grip of his hands on her body and the brush of teeth against her delicate throat, to the thigh wedged between her shaking legs, pressed firmly against her heat, rolling slow and gentle and utterly maddening. It all blends and blurs together, pressure building, coiling tighter, as she chases her own pleasure.

If Korone had a brain cell left, she might have whined about the absolute mess this is going to make of her panties and tights — about the mess it already is making. But Korone does not have a brain cell left, not a single one, thanks, Donnie, and all she can do is whimper and moan and chirp for more. ]

[ yours yours mate please I'm yours please please please - ]

[ … Until the bite comes, a blinding, euphoric flashfire of pleasure-pain-pleasure. Her voice breaks, pitching up into a high, sobbing keen as the first wave of orgasm crashes through her. She jerks against the wall, against his grip, curling into him, hand flying from his shoulder to the back of his head to keep him right there, right there, right there. ]

[othellovonryan]

[It's a heady, powerful feeling making her fall apart. Feeling her move so desperately against him, her voice echoing in his head with the most delightful sounds. Her scent was strong in the air, he could feel the wet heat at his thigh.]

[She was an utter wreck and all because of him and he loved it.]

[Even if it would make her clothes a mess. They were in her room, she could change. And it was adding to the thrill, if he was honest, to know he unraveled her so thoroughly.]

[He churrs against her shoulder, keeping his teeth pressed against her, sucking on the skin between them, his body still pressed against her. Keeps his leg right against the heat of her, let her ride out her orgasm.]

[His hands runs his hands up and down her sides, keeping her supported as she shakes against him.]

[bluediligence]

[ Wave after wave after wave of aftershocks roll through, and it feels — between the sharp, sucking pressure of the bite, and the slick wet friction between her legs — like it might not ever stop.

Her desperate grind slowly gentles to unsteady rocking, and from there into shallow twitches of her hips, each one making her whimper and jolt from oversensitivity. Until finally, eventually, she sags limp against him like a puppet with its strings cut, panting, too dazed to even begin to string a single thought together, let alone a word. ]

[othellovonryan]

[Donnie lingered a few moments more, to ensure a dark mark is left behind, before carefully releasing her shoulder. Locking over the wound, cleaning away the blood.]

Good girl. You were so hot. [There is another light, gentle kiss to her neck, brief. His hands moving to her thigh to lift her up and carry her over to the bed to sit down and let her to recover.]

[bluediligence]

[ She moans softly when he releases her shoulder, shivering at the gentle, soothing lap of his tongue. Cleaning her up. Taking care of her, always. His attentions drift back up to her neck, and as brief and gentle as it is, that one little kiss makes her jerk in his arms the same way a bite would. A deeper shiver wracks through her. ]

[ She's still shivering as he lifts her, and as he settles her down where he wants her. Just a limp, trembly, soup-for-brains melted deadweight in his arms, so far out of it that she lets her wings hang completely loose. ]

[ The one and only thing she manages to do is bury her face against the crook of his neck. That's it. That's all. Brrrr too hard, only shivers and soup now. ]

[othellovonryan]

[Donnie trills and churrs low, letting himself rumble as he holds her. Gently petting her hair, other hand resting on her lower back. Tilting his head so she can more comfortably bury herself.]

Such a pretty bird. My lovely nougat. You did so well for me. Just relax. You deserve it. [He whispers gentle praise and compliments to go with his soft affection.]

[bluediligence]

[ that was intense. it was intense on … so, so, so many levels, even before the objectives — holy shit, those objectives — came into play, and the praise and the cuddles now are hitting even more objectives and she ]

[ she's in space. melty space. ]

[ brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr will continue for … A While. like, ten minutes, probably, before she starts to come back to herself. somewhere around then: a teardrop or two hit his scales. it's nothing big, nothing dramatic — just a little wobble in her breathing, a scant couple of tears, and a handful of those wracking shivers from before ]

[othellovonryan]

[He slowly lets himself flop on the bed, still holding onto her. Keeping up his attention, light kisses to the side of her head, and the gentle petting.]

[However, as he feels the tears and wobble, he gets concerned.] Are you okay? Was it too much?

[bluediligence]

[ the shift in tone pulls at her attention. enough that she stirs, shifting against him for the first time in A While. ]

M'kay. [ a hazy mumble against his scales. ] Good. Really… really.

An' tents. [ … ] In... tense.

[othellovonryan]

[He relaxes at that.] Good.

So how would you rate your experience? Satisfied? Very satisfied? Very, very satisfied?

[Listen. I had to do this joke sometime.]

1/3

[bluediligence]

[bluediligence]

done

[bluediligence]

[ opens her mouth ]

[ BITES HIS NECK ]

Re: done

[othellovonryan]

[SQUEAK]

[Churrs]

Re: done

[bluediligence]

[ cute .......... she'd only meant to nip, but when he churrs -

she lingers in it, working on leaving a bruise, and churrs softly back to him ]

Re: done

[othellovonryan]

[He trills and churrs, fingers carding through her hair, head tilting back.]

[bluediligence]

[ for all that she's still 75% melted puddle of fizzy jell-o, loose-limbed and fuzz-brained, she's just got enough brain cells coming back online to realise that, 1) payback is potentially an option, and 2) eugh, she's a mess ]

Hmm … d'you wanna …

[ nibbles her clumsy way up to that delicate spot between neck and jaw ]

[othellovonryan]

[He hums, shivering as heroyth travels up.]

We'd. Have to move. And it might strain you. Everything feeling okay?

[bluediligence]

[ She hums quietly, considering … ]

Feels okay.

[ Presses her teeth down in a gentle tease of a bite. ]

Like after … after an easy spar.

…

Just stickier.

[othellovonryan]

[Another soft churr, gently petting her back.]

Hm, good. Didn't want to hurt you.

...

It is rather amusing I can't mind making a mess in this context.

[bluediligence]

[ a slow, subtle arch into his hand, her wings puffing up ]

Felt good. [ A Lot, but good ]

[ she grumbles though ]

Need these tights off before I lose my mind.

[ and yet there she still is, draped over him, softly sucking another bruise into his neck ]

[othellovonryan]

Hmm, I'd need to clean up. Being warm is the only thing keeping my head calm.

[Another shiver at another mark, lightly playing with her hair.]

[bluediligence]

Mm … [ she only pulls back from the mark when she's satisfied that it'll last a few hours, even with his healing factor ]

[ … nips over it ]

[ just to be a brat ]

[ but then she finally, finally finds the strength to push herself up onto her elbows, looking down at him, eyes dark and lidded ]

We could go to Egg. See what it's like with you between my thighs ... [ Make another mess they'd have to clean up. ]

[othellovonryan]

[Another hitched breath, grip tightening briefly.]

[His hands shift to her side as she moves up and he stares at that, eyes darkening, swallowing visibly.]

You make it so hard to behave. [His hands drift down to her thigh, squeezing them.] Do you know how much I want to mark you?

[bluediligence]

[ her lips twitch into a impish smile ]

Sorry not sorry, Beloved. [ she dips down to kiss him briefly, shivering at the squeeze to her thighs ]

Tell me.