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From:

romanticlove

[She gasps in surprise when he deepens the kiss, the sound turning into a pleased moan while her hand moves to the back of his neck. She is careful of her talons, doing her best not to dig them in.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[He smiles briefly into the kiss, one hand continuing to card through her hair as the other catches her around the waist to draw her up close to him once more.]

From:

romanticlove

[She sits in his lap immediately, straddling his waist again while she kisses him, tongue sweeping into his mouth and hands gripping his shoulders.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[He's warm again, thanks to the replenished blood, embracing her close as he presses into the kiss, presses her up flush to his own body once more, hand sliding teasingly down her waist and towards her leg.]

From:

romanticlove

[Her arms wrap around him as they kissed. He was warm and solid and his touch made her feel like her want to press closer to him still, as much as possible. When she finally had to come up for air, her breath was labored.]

Please- Mm- [She kissed him again more roughly, tangling her fingers in his hair while she squirmed impatiently in his lap. Closer. She wanted to melt in his warmth.]

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bondsofsuffering

[He keeps his own breaths under careful control, quiet, seemingly showing no exertion. When she comes up for air, he cards a hand through her hair again, calming and gentle even as he presses her ever closer with his other, restricted to his lap.]

Mm, I know, I know. [His voice, too, is gentle and calming, hand trailing through strands of hair.]

You're here with me. All mine.

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romanticlove

[His. Yes. He was going to make her feel good. Her stomach was full of butterflies when he spoke - All mine. Part of her wanted to correct him, that it was the other way around, but her mind went blank to everything else but his hands and his mouth and the warmth of his body pressed against hers. She rolled her hips, grinding in his lap like before.]

All... yours. [Her breath was heavy, hands tugging on his hoodie while she pressed kisses sweetly against his throat. She didn't need blood right now, only the physical contact.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[The hoodie's cropped - it wouldn't be too difficult for her to get her hands under there, if nothing else. In the meantime, he just tilts his head, giving her better access to his neck, keeping up the pets.]

Good girl, good girl.

From:

romanticlove

[Is she? She feels like something feral, possessive. She wants him to be hers. She's already bitten him and marked him as hers, but she wants more like the greedy beast she is.]

Won't you touch me more?

[She whispers sweetly into his ear, kissing him there and along his jawline.]

I've been so good... I want you to touch me more, please.

[Her hands slide down his chest, to the hem of his shirt, slipping beneath to touch his skin that she knows is warm. She wants him to make her warmer.]

Edited Date: 2021-11-04 01:04 am (UTC)

From:

bondsofsuffering

More, hmm? Well, we can't have you getting cold.

[His voice a smooth purr, his hand raises from her waist - up under her shirt, settling on her back, thumb teasingly brushing along her abdomen.]

From:

romanticlove

[She isn't quite so gentle, scraping her talons up his abdomen and along his rib cage where she notes internally that he's missing one. She wanted to rake her talons down his stomach, mark him more, but then she liked the feeling of his skin on her fingertips too much to destroy it.

When he touches her back, his thumbs brushing along her abdomen, she gives a shuddering breath, unable to hide her pleasure from him. Unable to contain herself she pushed his shirt up a bit higher, smoothing her fingers over his chest to feel his heart beating.]

Your hands are so warm.

[She liked it, but it also made her wish she could tear his clothes from his body and run her own hands over him in a possessive need to make him warm too. Even though his hands were warm, she still couldn't suppress a shiver at his touch.]

Edited Date: 2021-11-04 02:01 am (UTC)

From:

bondsofsuffering

Are you trying to steal my warmth away for yourself, too?

[Another one of those faint, amused smiles as he leans in, tilting his head to kiss her. While one hand remains in her hair, the other roves about, slowly and gently making its way up her side until it reaches her breast.]

From:

romanticlove

It's- [Her breath catches when he touches her breast, making her shiver. She kisses him back, none of the frenzied roughness from earlier to be found. Her eyes close as she relaxes into it and his touch.]

You're mine. All of you. Even your warmth.

[Her talons drag across his skin, only lightly scratching him.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

Isn't that my line?

[A playful murmur as he fondles her breast, leaning in to kiss her again, and deeply at that.]

From:

romanticlove

[As he touched her, he would be able to feel how soft her skin was and how sensitive too. She shuts her eyes has explores, moaning as he deepens their kiss.]

Mm- Nn— [No need to say anything when this was what she wanted. He was touching her, making her insides burn in the most beautiful way.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[He hums lightly into the kiss, hand wandering to her other breast - if she's to warm up, surely that means he needs to touch every inch of her, no?

And yet, one hand still curls among the strands of her hair.]

From:

romanticlove

[She let's out a gasp when he moves on. He was certainly doing a good job of warming her up. She could feel heat flooding her face and then her body wherever he touched her. His hand was still in her hair too, holding her in place while they kissed.

Her hands spread across his chest, drifting down to his stomach. She grabs onto his hips, her thumbs rubbing circles into his skin. After a moment she reaches to pull her shirt over her head, feeling as if her skin was too hot to stand it any longer. She discards it somewhere on the floor.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[The break in the kiss is a good time to admire her bare skin, right? Right.]

Beautiful.

[Quiet and appreciative before he reaches to remove his own hoodie top, exposing more than just his abdomen. His skin is smooth and flawless; despite all the deaths he's endured, there isn't a single scar.]

From:

romanticlove

[Unlike him, she has a myriad of scars: one in the center of her chest, where Ao had put their fist through it, an older burn scar that traveled up one side from the Judgement game where they had both died. Those were the worst of them. The rest were barely even there. It was a little late to feel self conscious, so when he calls her beautiful, her cheeks flush all over again. She had pulled her bra over her head in the process of stripping, so he also had a view of her naked breasts.]

You marked me... so it's yours.

[Her body, she means. She still had his bite mark to show for it. Trying to swallow down any nerves, she focuses on his smooth skin, tracing her fingers along his stomach and then up again.]

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bondsofsuffering

[One arm wraps around her to bring her close again, snaking up her back to her neck, brushing along the strands of hair; the other returns to her breast, seeking out her heartbeat.]

Good. I'd want nothing less... though it looks like you're enjoying the view, too.

[He's got a slighter frame, but he's athletic and lean for it.]

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romanticlove

[He'll be able to feel that her heart is actually racing and she's unable to disguise her desire for him because of it.]

Yes... I like touching you too.

[She rests her forehead against his, one hand resting on his chest, the other tangling in his hair.]

Would you like to see more?

[She doesn't mind stripping for him completely. He was hers. He should be able to enjoy her body as he pleased.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

Eager, aren't you?

[Palming her chest with a lazy grin.]

You know, if you want something, you can just ask for it directly.

From:

romanticlove

[His hands on her make her skin tingle and her heart continue to race. He could probably feel what he was doing to her.]

Mm. I just- [She struggles a bit for words, not sure how to explain what she needed. It felt embarrassing to say and it was hard to while he was touching her like this.]

I want to make you mine. We could- I want to- [She makes a needy sound, rolling her hips impatiently in his lap again, her stomach filling with butterflies as he touched her.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[Petting her hair gently.]

Mm, I understand. We belong to each other, after all.

[So he'll press her close to him as he bucks into her in turn.]

From:

romanticlove

[She feels hot, their naked skin meeting when he pulls her close to him and lifts his hips in response to her fumbling words. Her talons rake lightly down his back, leaving more scratch marks. Her breaths are labored, as if she's unable to contain herself any longer.]

Ah- yes. Mine-!!

[She kisses him greedily, grabbing his hair roughly as she does. Her other hand rests on his waist again, as they try to get closer together with their actions. The thought of him naked, completely exposed for her to touch, is enough to draw a moan from her.]

Edited Date: 2021-11-05 10:51 pm (UTC)