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[what a good parkour teacher who knows not to lay on her. but following his pace, shifting from cautiously eager to more confident, and letting her hands roam slightly. she also brings one leg up slightly, knee resting against him]
[well, he needs to be considerate, if he's corrupting this good girl. his hand moves to slide up her thigh, exploring just lightly, and not immediately making any move to shift clothing off just yet]
[she rises to that touch, shifting to make it easier with a soft exhale. then, her hands experimentally dig into his clothes, grounding herself while pulling him closer]
[and then his fingers hook under her nightgown, and his hand rests against her skin, pushing it up, as he lets himself be pulled closer to her, his skin starting to warm up to her touch]
[shifting to glance down at that, then relaxing again with a breathless laugh into the kiss. she moves her hands up further, running fingers through his hair to keep her arms out of the way]
[if she's going to try to keep her hands out of the way, he's going to pull her night shirt up further, past her hips, pulling away from the kiss just to do that]
Hey.
[look, he's even a little amused at how she seems to be having fun right then?]
Hey.
[look, he's even a little amused at how she seems to be having fun right then?]
[chasing with one brief kiss before letting him go buuut not going to let go of him just yet. she beams at him while flushed, trying to be coy and dignified]
Hello. You aren't planning to have only me disrobed, are you?
Hello. You aren't planning to have only me disrobed, are you?
Well, I wasn't planning, to be fair.
[he he's teasing. but also, recognizes that he's more difficult to undress]
But if you want, I'll strip down for you.
[he he's teasing. but also, recognizes that he's more difficult to undress]
But if you want, I'll strip down for you.
Please, after you.
[she pulls her hands away, one goes above her head (black), the other goes to her breast. go for it, boy wonder]
[she pulls her hands away, one goes above her head (black), the other goes to her breast. go for it, boy wonder]
[this is actually-- interesting. he pulls back and shrugs off his jacket first-- it's easy enough. and then his gloves, and the bindings that were under them.
when the bindings are gone, the scars on his right arm are more obvious-- a distinct line on both sides of his forearm.
but he doesn't pause, and pulls his shirt off in one smooth motion, tossing that aside.
and now the scars all over his torso are much more obvious. there's the deep red scars on his chest and shoulder that are very obviously new. but there are many faded scars-- most notably burn scars.
but he doesn't linger away from her for long, leaning back over her]
I think that's about 50%.
when the bindings are gone, the scars on his right arm are more obvious-- a distinct line on both sides of his forearm.
but he doesn't pause, and pulls his shirt off in one smooth motion, tossing that aside.
and now the scars all over his torso are much more obvious. there's the deep red scars on his chest and shoulder that are very obviously new. but there are many faded scars-- most notably burn scars.
but he doesn't linger away from her for long, leaning back over her]
I think that's about 50%.
[she watches as the damage upon damage is unveiled before her, then wrapping her arms around one of his and faintly pressing a kiss to the freshest, most violent looking scar before turning to him for another kiss on the lips]
[there's a bit of softness in his look, and he kisses her back briefly, and his fingers go back to her nightgown.]
Don't forget.
Don't forget.
I could not.
[she cups his cheek but shifting to help with removing her nightgown, prepared now for when someone else sees her bloom of black ink radiating out from a clean, definitive scar]
[she cups his cheek but shifting to help with removing her nightgown, prepared now for when someone else sees her bloom of black ink radiating out from a clean, definitive scar]
[he notices that immediately-- and, well. it does explain why she's weak there. His hand trails over her scar-- gently, watching her reaction to it.]
[her eyebrows knit, unconsciously digging nails into his shoulder before forcing herself to let go, but her breath comes in unsteady]
Don't— Don't tell anyone.
Don't— Don't tell anyone.
... I won't.
[and he leans down to kiss her again, gentle, hand bypassing that, and moving to cup her breats]
[and he leans down to kiss her again, gentle, hand bypassing that, and moving to cup her breats]
Thank you.
[more murmured than vocalized, but she wraps her arms tighter around him, her legs reflexively doing the same]
[more murmured than vocalized, but she wraps her arms tighter around him, her legs reflexively doing the same]
[he can recognize what that may have come from... given their conversation. but he can respect that there are secrets she would want to keep.
instinctively, he slides a knee up between her legs, and deepens the kiss, this time a sense of hunger and neediness starting to show in his movements]
instinctively, he slides a knee up between her legs, and deepens the kiss, this time a sense of hunger and neediness starting to show in his movements]
[she lets out a moan, driving herself down on his leg, seeking what feels right. her nails dig more into his back as she responds in kind to his need]
[he really likes the feeling of her nails in his back, and that gets his breath to hitch for a moment-- giving him an excuse to break the kiss to trail along her jawline to her neck
his skin is getting warmer, despite the paleness, and he does have to catch his breath a few times as he kisses her]
his skin is getting warmer, despite the paleness, and he does have to catch his breath a few times as he kisses her]
Jay . . .
[she rolls her back, exposing more of her neck, and separating her hands to hold onto more of him]
[she rolls her back, exposing more of her neck, and separating her hands to hold onto more of him]
Hmm?
[he hums against her skin.
he needs to balance on one arm, but the other, he can trail down her stomach, over her scar, and between her legs]
[he hums against her skin.
he needs to balance on one arm, but the other, he can trail down her stomach, over her scar, and between her legs]
Nn-Nevermind.
[the first press gets a palpable shiver up her spine, and she's breathy as she nuzzles against the side of his head, pressing faint kisses to his temple]
[the first press gets a palpable shiver up her spine, and she's breathy as she nuzzles against the side of his head, pressing faint kisses to his temple]
[he gets the feeling this might be something she's not used to-- better safe than sorry. his thumb presses up against her, lightly rubbing around her clit.]
Have you done this before?
[said against her skin, with kisses pressed between words]
Have you done this before?
[said against her skin, with kisses pressed between words]
[she keens with a faint arch, then she lightly shakes her head, keeping her eyes locked on him same as ever]
No. No, no, I do not recall. And I cannot imagine.
No. No, no, I do not recall. And I cannot imagine.
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