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willing_sheath) wrote2012-08-12 05:21 pm
willing_sheath) wrote2012-08-12 05:21 pm
IC INBOX
[A standard pre-recorded message starts:]
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. [There are a few long moments of dead silence before someone draws a breath speaks in a stiff, uncomfortable tone:] Himura Tomoe... [and another long few seconds of silence where she apparently didn't realize how to stop the recording.] is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options. To leave a callback number, press five.
[BEEP]
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Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. [There are a few long moments of dead silence before someone draws a breath speaks in a stiff, uncomfortable tone:] Himura Tomoe... [and another long few seconds of silence where she apparently didn't realize how to stop the recording.] is not available. At the tone, please record your message. When you have finished recording, you may hang up or press one for more options. To leave a callback number, press five.
[BEEP]
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[ to break a little of that outside shell she usually wears is quite fun and satisfying. she must know he can be a teaser when he intends to. the hand on her breast is still there, now using his index and middle fingers to play with her hard nipple as the other goes up to do the same motion in her opposite. his lips and tongue lower to her neck to leave small pecks and licks longer, then reaches to her starting jawline. he wants to heighten her body, since he knows she gets most excited when he's showing devotion like this. ]
[ ah-- it's the kind of response he longed for.... how arousing. her touching is no less important when it's prickling on his ass and leg skin.
[ the closer she gets, okita decides to leave her clit and hold on both her hips and not slow down in his thrusting. it's too much, almost wanting to pass out from his own heat, the nearest peak and the wings effect, he drops his head back to look up at the ceiling with an expression of ache and delight.
[ he bends over her, fingers laced with hers against the back of the sofa and seeks her lips for a brief, smiling and hungry kiss, wings lowered and relaxed. in a murmur — ]
[ the little and brief she could touch him is enough when he hums at the touch of her hands on his rear and up his back with dedication, coupled with his lips ardent to to play with her breasts, changing affection, curving into a grin when she's moaning. when she offers some more, his mouth opens widely over her areola as his tongue laps repeatedly on a nipple, which causes him to taste some of the soaped mix of the bath bomb. pulling away for a moment, jokingly — ]
[ if not for their last position he wouldn't have dared to let her go albeit he doesn't complain to how she reaches him claiming his mouth that he doesn't refuse with a hungry kiss back. with that answer and breaking from it, souji takes a strong hold of her backside to propel her up, a gesture with a nudge of his nose to hers to settle each leg on his sides. no matter how tired he is from the previous act, that burning to be inside her again is stronger than anything else, walking up the stairs carefully while carrying tomoe with longing. ]
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