[ oh, she's beautiful, looking like that. She can't resist the temptation to lean slightly over her, just enough to curl her fingers against her cheek. ]
[presses into the touch for a long moment, then pulls away, cheeks warm.
turns back to draw the fingers into her mouth, one by one. notes the tang over her skin and flushes further--sucks a little harder at the pads of her fingers. eventually pulls off with an audible pop]
[ watches her do that with her face darkly flushed, eyes a little hazy with need (and the robotic one brightly orange, shot through with dark blue), pressing just slightly against the soft rubbing of her tongue.
and hesitates a moment more, before carefully shifting her legs over Nem's, curling over her for a kiss but still careful not to press down against her body. ]
[hums into the kiss and licks over Req's lips, encouraging. then she shifts a little, aware of Req's legs around her; reaches her hands to Req's hips and urges them forward]
[ she leans into the touch and-- maybe a bit awkwardly-- shuffles forward
until she's where Nem wants her, leaning slightly forward to support
herself against the headboard.
She keeps eyes on her all the while though, cheeks flushed dark. ]
[Breathes in a few deep, shaky breaths, surrounded by the scent and the sight and the feel of her, close enough to feel the throb of her pulse from the inside, the damp heat against Nem's face. And then Nemesis gets to work before Req can falter any, lapping firmly at everything she can reach.]
[ Releases a noise that might have tried to be a "fuck" but got stopped on the first consonant, hissed lowly through her teeth, the color high in her face. She's certainly not lacking in any wetness, at this point, and more than needy enough to give a little jolt at the first lick.
She at least attempts to maintain some politeness, though, and resist pressing down too hard against that hot mouth, thighs faintly trembling with the effort of it. ]
[Nemesis moves her own hands to grip those thighs, partially to ground them both, not that the tremble helps much in that regard—partially to help support at least in theory. It’s a lot, but it’s nice when Req presses more urgently, when she makes Req’s control slip—and it’s that that encourages Nemesis to grip more tightly, arch her neck to get her tongue deeper within Req’s folds, kiss at those lower lips and the engorged nub between.]
[ she simultaneously leans into the grip and struggles to stay put, leaning
more of her weight forward against the headboard to bury her face against
her arms and muffle herself.
she was already pretty close, as it was, and the intensity of Nem's tongue
only serves to drive her more quickly; it's really not all that long before
she can't resist rocking into the rhythm her mouth has set, whispering
breathless little praises and whining her name. ]
[In this position there’s only so much Nem can do, but she goes for as much as she can—moving to meet Req’s hips, offering all the pressure and warmth she can. Her tongue drags against Req’s heat, alternating between stroking and dipping into her holes and sucking none too gently at her clit, the time for teasing long over. She can’t really say anything, mouth fully occupied, but she hums, low, and the hands squeezing at Req’s hips go tighter, encouraging her to let go and take what she needs]
[ she jerks-- gasps-- pressing down against her mouth, reaching back one
hand to grip Nem's wrist as she comes. It's a quick, powerful thing, her
muscles pulsing against her tongue and her breath coming out in a long,
high- pitched, shuddering groan. ]
[Nemesis jolts as well, mouth slack with surprise at the intensity of it. But then she remembers herself, and sticks her tongue out firm against Req's entrance, shivers at the clench around her. Her eyes flick up to watch Req as she comes, taking in as much as she can]
[ she's flushed dark with her eyes squeezed shut, panting as she comes down
off that peak, her thigh muscles going briefly slack-- then tensing again,
and she shifts enough to sit up and forward so nem can shuffle out from
under her. ]
I figured it was pretty obvious how much I liked it... I mean, did you--um. Did you wanna do more? We can take a break if you want. Or keep going if you want. I mean--
I mean, I told you before I didn't just want you for your body, and it's still true, even though you're totally smoking hot. Just being with you's nice, too.
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[ oh, she's beautiful, looking like that. She can't resist the temptation to lean slightly over her, just enough to curl her fingers against her cheek. ]
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turns back to draw the fingers into her mouth, one by one. notes the tang over her skin and flushes further--sucks a little harder at the pads of her fingers. eventually pulls off with an audible pop]
I'm sure.
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and hesitates a moment more, before carefully shifting her legs over Nem's, curling over her for a kiss but still careful not to press down against her body. ]
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[ she leans into the touch and-- maybe a bit awkwardly-- shuffles forward until she's where Nem wants her, leaning slightly forward to support herself against the headboard.
She keeps eyes on her all the while though, cheeks flushed dark. ]
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She at least attempts to maintain some politeness, though, and resist pressing down too hard against that hot mouth, thighs faintly trembling with the effort of it. ]
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[ she simultaneously leans into the grip and struggles to stay put, leaning more of her weight forward against the headboard to bury her face against her arms and muffle herself.
she was already pretty close, as it was, and the intensity of Nem's tongue only serves to drive her more quickly; it's really not all that long before she can't resist rocking into the rhythm her mouth has set, whispering breathless little praises and whining her name. ]
Ohhhh, Kitty, Kitty...
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[ she jerks-- gasps-- pressing down against her mouth, reaching back one hand to grip Nem's wrist as she comes. It's a quick, powerful thing, her muscles pulsing against her tongue and her breath coming out in a long, high- pitched, shuddering groan. ]
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[ she's flushed dark with her eyes squeezed shut, panting as she comes down off that peak, her thigh muscles going briefly slack-- then tensing again, and she shifts enough to sit up and forward so nem can shuffle out from under her. ]
... haah... mm... thanks, baby...
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You okay?
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[ she scoots down to snuggle up against her, curling a hand against the back of Nem's neck to pull her in and kiss her, breathless and gentle. ]
Good, I'm great, you're incredible...
[ then, amused: ]
You should have a drink.
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Hm? ...You don't think you gave me enough to drink already?
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I don't think that counts...! You're the one who's totally gonna die of dehydration though, not me.
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[nuzzles in, comfortable]
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... how was it all? Was it good? You wanna do more?
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I figured it was pretty obvious how much I liked it... I mean, did you--um. Did you wanna do more? We can take a break if you want. Or keep going if you want. I mean--
I mean, I told you before I didn't just want you for your body, and it's still true, even though you're totally smoking hot. Just being with you's nice, too.
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[ seems honestly content just to cuddle up with her, though, making zero moves to untangle. ]
... never doubted that, baby. Just feels good to make you feel good too. And I'm never gonna say no to just being with you.
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...There's a minifridge, right?
[And usually she would be happy to hop after it but...not just yet. She mostly just blushes more, pleased and flattered at Req's words]
Yeah, well... Just wanted to make sure you knew. Since I'm pretty sure I messed up your plans earlier.
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[ ... only shifts just enough to vaguely stretch a hand out so she can float a bottle of water or something out of the fridge to them. ]
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[Reaches for the water once it's close enough, aiming to crack it open]
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[ sits them up first at least and gathers nem up against her while she has something to drink, still with her face nuzzled in against her neck. ]
You're so pretty...
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