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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.]

From:

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.]

From:

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)

From:

bondsofsuffering

[Pain? What pain? Numbing is on the instant he feels those talons digging in a little too deep, even if he keeps the overall sensation.

In contrast to her ferocity, his own movements are exceedingly patient, holding her close as he bucks his hips into hers, tilting his head to give her the access she craves, though never quite removing his hand from the back of her head, keeping her locked in the kiss.]

From:

romanticlove

Closer... it's not enough.

[She relaxes, trying not to be so rough, despite how desperate she feels.]

Please.

[Her hips meet his, drawing another moan from her. She wished she knew what he was thinking, what he wanted. He just kept petting her and giving her what she wanted.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[He breaks the kiss, chuckling into her neck.]

So impatient.

[Another pet, almost teasing.]

I wonder... we could just keep going like this. Keeping you right ♪ on ♪ the ♪ edge ♫

[Melodic, but not hypnotic, those words.]

From:

romanticlove

[Ah. So that's why. She can't decide if she hates that he's teasing her like this or not.]

That's so mean-!!

[She can't deny that it's working, though. She feels like she's losing it.]

From:

bondsofsuffering

I can't help it - you're too cute, getting all desperate over lil ol' me.

[But he'll continue to roll his hips, the pace slow - for now.]

From:

romanticlove

I'm not - ah - I don't think I'm that cute.

[She felt like a feral thing, preoccupied with wanting to possess him and wanting him to make her feel good. Instead, he was letting her get wound up all on her own. She realizes she should probably deny being desperate, and yet it was too late for that.

When he rolls his hips, she let's out a gasp, ducking her head so that he can't see how her face flooded with color. He'd likely seen it already, but she felt like she wanted to hide from him.]

Why aren't you as affected?

[Unless he was getting off on torturing her like this...?]

From:

bondsofsuffering

[He hums, holding her close, and continuing to roll into her hips for some stimulation.]

In my case, mm... I suppose it's a matter of control.

From:

romanticlove

Mm. You said you wanted to keep me on the edge, so that's part of it..?

[Well, he was definitely accomplishing that. If anything she felt completely overstimulated, but the two of them grinding into each other like this had become it's own sort of rhythm at this point.]

Ah - so you do like teasing me!

Edited Date: 2021-11-06 05:48 am (UTC)