[ 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 ]
[He churrs loud at that, hands gripping her thighs. Easing a bit and moving back to grab the back of them, pulling her a little closer, fingertips teasing the inner parts of her thighs.]
[ Ooh. Fuck. Her arousal had settled down to a pleasant simmer, but she can already feel it rekindling. ]
Nngh… You could. [ She squirms, cheeks flushing. She really wasn't kidding about how much of a mess they'd made of her tights. Her wings lift out of their deadweight droop, shivering, fluttering. ] I'd let you. Be good for you. Give you anything you want.
I can't hear you over the sound of you saying you were gonna be nice to me.
[ BE KIND TO PIGEONS ]
[ shuffles carefully over to the wardrobe -
ughh okay no, she can't. she simply Cannot.
pauses mid-shuffle to pull off her tights and panties without removing her skirt, bundling them up and yeeting them straight into her laundry hamper without looking. shuffles resumes. she pulls out a couple pairs of thigh-high socks, a pair of black shorts, a long black skirt, a simple white undershirt and
Re: done
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Hmm … d'you wanna …
[ nibbles her clumsy way up to that delicate spot between neck and jaw ]
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We'd. Have to move. And it might strain you. Everything feeling okay?
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Feels okay.
[ Presses her teeth down in a gentle tease of a bite. ]
Like after … after an easy spar.
…
Just stickier.
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Hm, good. Didn't want to hurt you.
...
It is rather amusing I can't mind making a mess in this context.
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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 ]
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[Another shiver at another mark, lightly playing with her hair.]
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[ … 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. ]
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[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?
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Sorry not sorry, Beloved. [ she dips down to kiss him briefly, shivering at the squeeze to her thighs ]
Tell me.
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It was good you brought up something like a permanent mark over the phone.
If you had been in arm's reach, I would have found some means to misbehave. I thought I was still in Spring with how strong the reaction was.
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Thought so. [ korone? smug? ... yes, she absolutely is. ] Even over text, it felt like ... the first time I chirped - [ mate. mine. ]
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I thought myself after.
If you keep talking like that, we really will need to move.
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[ she closes her eyes ]
[ nudges her forehead against his affectionately, and murmurs, ]
I want to feel you between my legs.
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How, specifically? My mouth, or... [He presses his hips up against hers, pushing her thighs a little tighter around him.]
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[ She doesn't fight the urge to roll her hips down against his, slow and gentle ]
Like - like that, yeah. Your cock. [ her voice lowers ] You could have me however you wanted me. Mark me. Cum with your teeth in me.
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I could bite between your thighs.
Really make you feel it.
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[ Ooh. Fuck. Her arousal had settled down to a pleasant simmer, but she can already feel it rekindling. ]
Nngh… You could. [ She squirms, cheeks flushing. She really wasn't kidding about how much of a mess they'd made of her tights. Her wings lift out of their deadweight droop, shivering, fluttering. ] I'd let you. Be good for you. Give you anything you want.
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Do you want me to bully you? Or should I be nice since you're recovering?
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I think -
[ she swallows thickly ]
That depends on how ready you are for me to forget the part where I'm recovering. [ in favor of being a competitive brat -]
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Then I'll be nice. [It is better she recovers.]
Grab a change of clothes and let's go to Egg.
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tries to swing her leg over, since she's essentially straddling him -
topples gracelessly sideways instead. luckily her bed is easily wide enough that she lands on the mattress instead of the floor ]
... I should start leaving some clothes in your room.
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You should. I can even clean whatever clothes you have to leave over.
Even if they might end up dirtier first. [Okay, he's still bullying a little bit.]
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[ BE KIND TO PIGEONS ]
[ shuffles carefully over to the wardrobe -
ughh okay no, she can't. she simply Cannot.
pauses mid-shuffle to pull off her tights and panties without removing her skirt, bundling them up and yeeting them straight into her laundry hamper without looking. shuffles resumes. she pulls out a couple pairs of thigh-high socks, a pair of black shorts, a long black skirt, a simple white undershirt and
a loose, lightweight top in his shade of purple ]
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[He watches her.]
[Doing his best to ignore the cold patch on his leg. Tapping at her bed as he wai-]
[His purple.]
[He's on his feet, hands on her waist, and pulling her back to his plastron.]
You utter menace.
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