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[ a cry breaks the intense kissing between them when she starts the motion of her hand on him, eyes rolled shut and tilting his head back slightly in pleasure.

however, his sounds intensified with her renewed attention to his wing. still... he doesn't wish to stay idle: with great willpower, his hand goes up to desperately seek in between her thighs for her clit to tease messily and rampant, the little nub making tiny lewd noises because of the natural moist. ]

[She nearly smirks at his reaction, nosing along his jaw and to his ear as his head tilts back. Her fingers continue to stroke along his feathers, carefully straightening them even as she moves over his cock.]

[She makes a sound as his over-eager fingers move between her thighs and she nips his earlobe in admonishment, twisting her hips in response.] Slow down... it isn't a race... [She pulls his earlobe into her mouth, sucking lightly against it.]

[ his head turns to her affections, coupled with her stroking on both his feathers and his cock, his body shaking to the increased heat he's undergoing.

his teasing is cut off by an acute gasp at her nip and her low words, a little whine trapped inside his throat to the recklessness of his fingers. his pace softened though becomes more thorough when she moves her hips. ]

I'm sorry, I-- aa... feel that I might... might not have you like this again...

I'm... aa... I'm frightened... to lose you... a-again...

[ doesn't help how she's playing with his ear he feels like everything together will make him faint. ]

All the more reason to make it last... ne...? [She murmurs against his ear before kissing her way down his neck. She couldn't say for sure what would happen in the future. It was one of the reasons she didn't try to look into it...] We're here now... that's what matters...

[And now... she was trying to wreck him and he was making it damn hard to focus... She lets her fingers leave his wing to settle on his shoulder while she moves back until her feet can find the floor again. She kisses her way to his collarbone while her hands go to his pants, tugging at them to pull them down and off of him.]

[ his breath turned shaky with every whisper while she leaves a trail of kisses on his neck skin. she will notice beads of sweat and his face seeking hers in desperation. ]

I-- w-want to... m-make it last... always...

[ — his eyes follow her movements, his fingers left behind and breathing in in fear that she might backpedal on what they are doing, only to relax when she kisses down and freeing him from his jeans and underwear (sure lets her by propel up), completely exposed as she is. ]

To...Tomoe...

[ his voice already weak in want and dread and his hands resting on the sofa's surface. ]

Edited 2021-04-26 18:32 (UTC)

[She is closely in tune with his reactions, listening to his breath, feeling the sheen of sweat rising on his skin and loving the fact that she was the one causing it.]

Good...

[She kneels down to fully remove his clothing, setting the garments out of the way on the floor before letting her fingers trace up his bare legs and the tops of his thighs, drinking in his reactions. She leans in closer, settled between his legs so that her arms and sides brush against them while her right hand returns to his cock, stroking his length lightly while her left extends higher, running over his stomach and up to his chest and down again.]

Edited 2021-05-05 02:29 (UTC)

[ at last naked, he lowers his head to her little yet meaningful ministrations, like a king on a throne attended by his daring queen, her frame on bended knee between his legs... crawling like a cat, her fingertips getting goosebumps wherever her touch passed over his warm beige skin. tomoe will notice his cock hard and lightly slick against her hand, he arches his torso against her other hand in a sensual manner as it caressed up and down, small wings stretched out in arousal. an unusual, tiny growl leaves his parted lips at her attention as he bites his lower lip looking heavily at his soon lover. ]

[She is completely unhurried with her motions and although she moves slowly there is no hesitation in her touch. She is biding her time and drinking in the power she has over him in this moment. Her fingers curl as they drag down his torso again, nails lightly scraping his skin while she moves her other hand over his length, pausing to trace his tip with the pad of her thumb, spreading the moisture.]

[She maintains eye contact, her own eyes dark and almost predatory, like the cat about to catch the canary--quite the fitting comparison, all things considered. She wets her lips slowly before leaning in to blow over the slick sensitive skin--and before he has the chance to completely react to the sensation of cold she seals her lips over the head of his cock, her tongue caressing over and around it inside her mouth.]

[ he raises his chin up slightly in a mix of arrogance and desire as he relishes on her touch, not minding how she's using him as a toy for her own delight when at the same time he's doing the same in the purest gesture of love there is with their gazes drawn like magnets. for a brief moment, he believed this would only stay in kissing and touching their bodies between them, but nothing prepared him for what's about to come...

his eyes grow in size with a gasp when she tastes over the foreskin — ]

T-Tomoe... you--

[ — immediately followed by a shaky whimper and a sudden chill that runs inside his belly at her mouth claiming the head and her tongue lapping all over it. his face looks overwhelmed as if not believing that it's her doing this, the woman he least expected to come up with such an act. that earns the touch of his hand over her forehead adorned with longest, black bangs and black locks of hair, the thumb brushing on her brow as delicately.

his wings flap funnily a single time. ]

... yes...

[She drinks in that sound and the look on his face when she turns her eyes back up to him--and she huffs a laugh even with him in her mouth at how flummoxed his expression is. As with everything else she is in no hurry, almost lazily swirling her tongue around his head before taking more and more of him into her mouth, continuing to caress the underside of his shaft with her tongue, applying suction as she raises her head again. Dark eyes turn up to his again as she comes up, her hand holding him upright as she openly runs her tongue over and around the head for him to see this time before blowing that same cool line of air over him while her fingers stroked again.]

[ a hand goes up to hide his mouth yet fails to contain another muffled whimper when her laugh vibrates against his cock skin, the other leaves her to grip at the edge of the sofa, not able to close his eyes to keep watching what she's doing but narrowed incredulously. whenever she takes more of him, a loud moan is heard all over the small living room even the entire loft, the suction owns a cry this time and if she looks at him with those dark eyes like the clearest night sky, she will see his dark hazel eyes darkened in pleasure, his breath becoming worked up with every caress and blow of her mouth and touch of her hand.

in an innocent display, he shakes his head as in not believing it's tomoe the one doing this, his voice still muffled and shaky. he feels like crying in bliss. ]

N-No... I--I must be dreaming... this... aa... this isn't happening...

Y-- can't be this perfect--

Edited 2021-05-07 14:53 (UTC)

No...? [Her tone is coy as she strokes him, her lips only a hair's breadth from his tip.] Should I pinch you to prove you're not...? [She doesn't pinch him, but she does take him back into her mouth, slowly bobbing her head while sucking his cock.]

[ asdfghj stop. she's playing him in a way he can't get enough of it. to that, he tries to swallow a louder cry to her sucking tomoe will feel his cock shuddering along with his entire body.

an impulse takes over him to propel himself so his hips can move towards her, wanting to thrust inside her mouth. and so he does, tentatively and as gentle as to not hurt her at all, his head tilted back against the backrest of the sofa in ecstasy to feel more of her mouth and tongue milking him.

she's successful in wanting to dissuade him as he lets out little, strained cries with her lips pressing on his sensitive head and shaft, more softened and slower thrusts. ]

[She doesn't stop him when he begins to rock his hips, her hand is there preventing him from moving too deep. His excitement is catching and her own arousal is beginning to spike the longer she torments him, the heat pooling in her belly and the dull throb beginning between her thighs.]

[She continues her motions in time with him, the same unhurried pace, occasionally pausing to give more attention directly to his tip, lapping over and circling the head with her tongue while her hand pumps his shaft. She takes as much of him as she can into her mouth and hums, letting him control the movement, running her hands up along his sides and down again, drinking in every sound and move he makes.]

[ her soft touch cautioning him to not go any further, mingled with how she's tasting more of him and caressing his well-muscled hips, thighs and waist as he moved are maddening. she's everything he has ever wanted, a woman who could match his manchild heart and dirty nature and corruption with her demure and snowy self hiding a dirty nature as well. will they fit the same way if he's inside her?

his back arches tensely whenever his cock seeks her mouth, wings lowered in pleasure, how tiny cries and ragged breaths escape him to the dedication of her tongue along his shaft and over his head it causes more shudders. that prickling sensation in his belly grows more and more, his sounds changing as an indicator that he's close.

isn't it rude? will she be disgusted by him finishing off in her throat? it's their first time and his own with this kind of attention, he doesn't want to draw her away.

and yet... and yet... ]

L-Love, I-- aa... I'll--

[She has no intention of stopping unless he stops her himself and she hums again in answer to his warning, looking up to meet his eyes. Her hand returns to his length, her touch firm and direct now while her lips and tongue focus on his head, angling him so that his cum would hit the roof of her mouth rather than the back of her throat.]

[ she has laid her eyes on his own throughout the act, himself feeling weak and overawed by that black and pierced stare he loved more than anything, and she will see his stare frayed with relish, a hesitant hand trying to reach her as if she were a fantasy come true.

a final thrust makes him look away, arched his back slightly and craned his neck, his body trembling uncontrollably with a choked moan loud enough to be heard, fingers clawed to the edge of the seat and his wings lowered and tightened. without anything preventing him from doing so anymore, he comes, the hot seed that showed how filled with ardor he is for her.

and he's left sitting there with his head resting straight on top of the backrest, his golden neck relaxed and exposed basking in the afterglow with low gasping from his heaving chest, heavily enthralled by what she did to him. to him. the man who has been hurting her since he came back and before.

he feels unworthy of her. ]

[She can't help the slight jerk she gives when he comes, despite expecting it, but she overcomes the momentary surprise, keeping her lips sealed over his tip while she pulls back far enough to swallow. She doesn't abandon him right away, dropping down over him several more times in a slow, gentle caress to let him ride his climax out. A moment later her hand takes the place of her mouth, ghosting over his length as she had at the start, kissing his stomach once before looking up at him again and slowly rising to straddle his lap again.]

[ his breathing is ragged as she helps him out with his orgasm, his mind not thinking on anything else (as if he could) but only feel her lips on his already sensitized and raw manhood. when finally relaxed, he swallows a mouthful of nothing to catch on the intense leftover. her feather-like touch makes him look down, a sigh with heavy eyes on how she kisses his stomach tenderly and rises to straddle him back, his wings attempting to flap underneath endearingly to have her like that.

bold of him to assume this was it.

his arms find the strength to move on their own, legs still weakened, and settle his hands on both her hips to draw her close to him, a smile that shows how grateful and in love he is with her as he nuzzles her right cheek and jawline. also excuse his man bun leaning to one side.

a filthy murmur — ]

I hope I didn't taste as bad. You are the first lady to do this to me...

[Her ardor is far from gone. It's only been building the entire time she's teased him and she lightly rocks her hips as his hands find them, her arms wrapping around his shoulders, one hand finding his hair, her fingers burying themselves into it while she presses back against his affection, her mind warm and fuzzy with her own arousal.]

In this place...? That is surprising... [She noses close to his ear with an answering whisper.] I've only ever done this for two men... Still two... as you were one of them to begin with...

[ that single move sends his mind elsewhere, of how she would move once he's inside her, how lovely it is. still, having her like this is enough if she didn't dare to go further, if she left him hanging out of fear or because she's a sadist to him. after all he had done to her, it was a deserving punishment.

he blushes at how it must be laughable how no one had given him a blowjob this wonderful. shivers run down his spine as he listens to her voice in a whisper such as that, tilting his head towards her by a minimal, his nose grazing her cheek skin.

his own voice is filthy too, his hands run over her back up her shoulder blades and down her rear. ]

I must be special, then...

[ it's no mystery she must be referring to vash. for now, he doesn't care, as she's with him in this very moment, thinking of him, seeing him and feeling only him. ]

If only I could recall if there had been more moments like this...

[She exhales slowly with the movement of his hands, his fingers leaving a tingling trail in their wake.]

I suppose you must be--but don't let it go to your head... [It's a half murmur in answer while she continues to subtly rock her hips, caught between wanting him to continue moving over her erogenous zones and moving between her thighs where she is beginning to ache with her own want now.] Don't worry about that... Only now... [She turns her face to nose in close again before kissing him deeply.]

[ why with all of the things they can do together, it's when feeling her with his hands has the best effect in her and how it lets her know how he loves touching her naked, soft body.

her reply brings a satisfied laugh. she really is — ]

Mean...

[ uttered in a murmur matching hers, a sigh he tried to stifle that followed with that move of her hips, his cock still hard and wet from precum and tomoe's saliva rubbing against her. hands trail on the lines of her feminine belly carefully up to her pert nipples, fingertips brushing over them to entice her to his touch.

only so her mouth meets his once more, which he fervently answers back with equal desire, minding her last words. ]

[She moans lightly as his fingers touch her breasts, her nipples more sensitive than at the start. Her fingers curl in his hair again as she kisses him, her other hand reaching to find one of his to coax it down between her thighs again.] Touch me, Souji... please... [When she rocks here hips again her sex brushes against his fingertips, and where she had been damp before she is clearly wet now.]

[ no grievance is present when her hand takes his for the sole purpose of touching her, a grin curves on his lips against her kissing, pausing to stare into her dark eyes finally able to make her writhe as she did him.

with a hum at how her soft curls and folds are plenty wet against his fingers, his middle gives a prod inside to search for her clit, from how aroused she feels it's not hard to find, slightly swollen and slick. he begins an almost shy pace compared to what he was doing before, tortuous, thorough, his parted mouth letting out a breath with a feather brush of his lips against hers. his man bun messed up some more to one side because of her fingers. ]

You... missed... me?

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