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mind_blown
2019-11-23 06:23 am (UTC)
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You really don't have to hold back.
[he admits slowly]
I don't mind the scratching.
[using his words, but not even sure how much she's hearing him, but fuck this feels amazing, either way]
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tenebraecious
2019-11-23 06:28 am (UTC)
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[whoops, relaxing her hands, a little sheepish]
I, ah, could tell. Mmm, so, I was trying . . .
[#caught]
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mind_blown
2019-11-24 06:34 pm (UTC)
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Not
a request to stop.
[look he just wanted to tell her to do more]
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tenebraecious
2019-11-24 06:45 pm (UTC)
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I did not think so . . .
[she winds her leg around his, trying to catch her own rhythm again. eventually, she just reaches up for a quick kiss and with the quickest, but not lightest, bite on his lip, then she digs nails in deep and hard down his back]
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mind_blown
2019-11-24 07:40 pm (UTC)
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[and honestly, he loves it. this is closer to what he's used to, what he enjoys, and he huffs a light moan into her mouth, picking up the speed]
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tenebraecious
2019-11-24 07:47 pm (UTC)
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Jay!
[unconsciously digging her nails in now, anchoring, while she arches into it and her toes curl, moaning and keening without abandon]
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mind_blown
2019-11-24 08:59 pm (UTC)
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[his sight-- his.]
C'mon...
[it is very hot and-- normally he'd feel like this was just the beginning of the night. but he's definitely handicapped tonight.]
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[he admits slowly]
I don't mind the scratching.
[using his words, but not even sure how much she's hearing him, but fuck this feels amazing, either way]
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I, ah, could tell. Mmm, so, I was trying . . .
[#caught]
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[look he just wanted to tell her to do more]
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[she winds her leg around his, trying to catch her own rhythm again. eventually, she just reaches up for a quick kiss and with the quickest, but not lightest, bite on his lip, then she digs nails in deep and hard down his back]
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[unconsciously digging her nails in now, anchoring, while she arches into it and her toes curl, moaning and keening without abandon]
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C'mon...
[it is very hot and-- normally he'd feel like this was just the beginning of the night. but he's definitely handicapped tonight.]