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[unbr8kable]

Yeah. I mean, you found it pretty quick. Who's to say it ain't 'cause you're the one who brought it in the first place?

[Her accusation wavers as he marks higher up her thigh, and when she recovers, she reaches to mark light x across his pec]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers, a little, at her fingers against his chest - retaliates, tracing idle pink scrollwork on her other leg. The pad of his thumb dips into the sensisitive divot behind her knee and then traces higher, lingering over her thigh, very close to the crux between her legs, before moving lazily up to her hip, instead]

Maybe you got my number. Maybe I wanted to see what you looked like covered in this stuff.

[unbr8kable]

[She inhales, shaky--huffs out a laugh]

...So you admit the plan was to glitter bomb my room all along?

[Nevertheless she scoots closer, enough to easily continue her doodle into a little design, cutting over one nipple and zig zagging over his sternum to the other]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers as her fingers trace over first one nipple and then the other, wet and slippery - shifts, and leans in to rpess a kiss to her hip]

Naw. The plan was to glitter bomb you.

[He hums, considering - lets his un-glittery hand drift back between her legs to rub idly as he talks, palming at her clit with scarcely any pressure at all]

Think it'll go faster if we get you in the tub, though. I ain't being much of a nursemaid if I ain't even given you a bath, yet.

[unbr8kable]

[There's no response right away, as she's easily distracted by the faint warmth of his hand--squirms forward to prompt more pressure before she remembers to catch herself. She's flushed and breathless when she finally speaks]

Seems more like you're making more mess than cleaning it...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Oh yeah?

[He dips his other hand in more glitter - traces up the line of her waist and then higher, over the curve of her breast - ends with a gentle pinch at her nipple. All the while, his palm keeps making those barely-there circles]

Guess we better get started, then. Can give you a nice, slow sponge bath.

[unbr8kable]

[She lets out a soft noise at the pinch, though only shudders closer instead of away--crawls awkwardly into his lap because she's bad at following directions. And also probably because she wants to kiss him, since that's exactly what she does, nipping at his lower lip. A fresh swath of pink sparkles comes up his back, but it's a coin toss whether or not it is intentional]

...So--are you the sponge in this scenario?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers as she climbs into his lap - presses forward to reclaim the kiss, urging it deeper this time. From her new position, it's fairly obvious that the cooldown is officially over, and probably has been for some time, even through his pants]

[Finally, a little breathless, he pulls back]

...naw. Gotta get a real sponge. Nice and soft, make sure I cover all of you.

[As though intent on beginning the process, his hand dips down for more pink sparkle - begins the slow trail up to her other breast, tweaking the nipple on that side when he reaches it, as well]

[unbr8kable]

[From the hum at the back of her throat, both the kiss and his returned arousal are plenty welcome. She shivers into the feel of both, skin as dark from his words as the intricate trails of glitter, though she squirms into those touches as well]

[Eventually, gruff,]

...Uh. Don't gotta be that soft everywhere...

[crossmyheartandhope]

...oh yeah?

[Another tweak to her nipple, with decidedly more pressure behind it this time]

You want it harder somewhere, huh?

[unbr8kable]

[Her curse this time is a little more desperate, the shudder against him heavier. Her fingers clutch at his hips, biting into his skin]

Yyeah--yeah. I can take whatever you got.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hums, considering - tweaks again, and twists this time, one way and then the other]

You got someplace in mind?

[unbr8kable]

[It's hard to tell if her yelp is from pleasure or pain from the sound of it. Either way her eyes scrunch shut and she twitches up into him before she can help it]

[She ducks her head before responding, face hot]

N-no... You can-- Just, in general, you don't gotta be so--careful all the time. I ain't gonna break.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His thumb soothes over her nipple again - more gentle, this time, though as though in apology. It doesn't stop moving after that, though - keeps rubbing back and forth, as though doing its best to coax the little nub into a hard pebble]

Not so careful, huh?

[He leans in a little, to nuzzle along her neck - not soft brushes of his lips, but open-mouthed kisses. He pauses, to nip softly at the skin there, before he eases back again]

Might be able to work with that.

[unbr8kable]

[She hums out somewhat distracted acknowledgement, squirming at his words and the kisses and the regular pressure over her nipples. It doesn't take very long before they firm up at the stimulation, and she leans in to kiss over his collarbone as he works]

I trust you...so.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His smile goes soft and a little crooked at that; he leans in to press a gentle kiss to whatever he can reach of her. It lands somewhere in her hair, a ghost of a touch]

...I trust you, too.

[His hand switches to her other breast, that same idle back-and-forth against her nipple. He's quiet for a moment, as though thinking this through]

Was that too hard, before? When I twisted?

[unbr8kable]

[She leans into the gentle kiss despite herself, and her face goes warmer when she realizes, still leaned up against his shoulder]

It wasn't...

[She squirms into the brush of his thumb, shifting a little in his lap; her cheeks go still warmer against his shoulder]

...Was kinda on the edge. I like when you mess with 'em but they're, uh. Pretty sensitive.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His breath catches a little, when she shifts; the thumb trailing back and forth withdraws, and instead he catches her nipple between thumb and forefinger. When he pinches this time, it's harder than before, but not as soft as the gentle touches]

So somewhere in the middle...? Think I can do that.

[unbr8kable]

[Her voice catches and she shudders against him, so perhaps he can do that indeed]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Repeats the gesture, then, and reaches with his other hand to give the other breast a firm squeezes, leaning in to mouth along her neck]

[unbr8kable]

Oh--ah...

[Surprised, she shivers into the touch, her head angling to give him more access. Her hand traces up his spine, a little distracted]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He squeezes again - pinches with the other hand at the same time. Another kiss, wetter this time, before he nips at her neck and begins kissing his way downward, paying attention to the places that get the best reaction]

[unbr8kable]

[She lets out another soft cry; shivers as he drifts from the hollow of her throat to a fingerswidth beneath her collarbone to the mole on her ribs a ways below that. She shifts beneath him, restless, and combing her fingers up to the nape of his neck]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Takes the time to trace the mole with his tongue, and then works sideways from there. He relinquishes the grip on her breast so that his mouth can takes its place, laving her nipple with his tongue at the same moment he gives the other a firm pinch]

[unbr8kable]

Nnn...

[She squirms up into his touch, fingers threading into his hair but doing nothing to keep him from moving as he wishes, especially given the zeal of his second wind]