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[crossmyheartandhope]

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

You got someplace in mind?

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[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.

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[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?

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[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]

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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]

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[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]

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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]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His lips close around her nipple - suckles, firm, while the other hand is pinches and tugs at the other side. And if perhaps he shifts a little against the squirming - well, surely he can be forgiven for that second wind, given how she looks and sounds and moves against him]

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[Well, that earns a cry that's not very soft at all, open-mouthed and breathless, and she arches into him before she can help it]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[There don't seem to be any complaints here; he shudders as she presses against him and redoubles his efforts, taking a long moment to discover what reactions he can earn with just this]

[He does have a free hand, though - and at length it trails down over her ribs, over her hips, to settle between her thighs. Two of his fingers reach back, to gather the new wetness he's sure has collected, drawing a slick trail up the center of her folds]

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[Actually he can earn quite a few reactions with just this, and he easily teases out a stream of shivers and breathless curses and moans just by switching up the suction of his lips or the pressure of his hand.

Her own hands shift over his back, torn between clutching him tight and leaving him room to maneuver. As his touch trails down to her entrance, she lets out another shivery groan, rocking up harder into his fingers]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hand doesn't tease, this time; one of his fingers eases in, to pick up where he left off earlier. He gives her a moment to adjust, then withdraws again - presses in a second time, firmer now, so that his palm settles snug against her clit when his finger is fully seated]

[His other hand keeps up its work, toying with her nipple, even as he interrupts what his mouth has been up to in order to kiss his way up to her neck]

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O-oh--

[Her breath catches as she trembles around him, gripping about as tight at his finger as her hands do to his hips. Inside she's very warm and very wet and very present around him, pulse pounding as if she were running a race. Eventually she finds the heel of his palm and presses in, a little jerky--digs her teeth hard into her lower lip]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His breath catches at the way she presses in against him - at the way she jerks, and moves, and the wet heat of her clutching at his finger. He kisses open-mouthed at her neck - nips at her - latches on and applies gentle suction]

[While one of his hands rubs absently at her nipple, the second withdraws halfway and then settles back in - withdraws and returns - withdraws and returns, a little quicker each time, palm coming to settle in against that sensitive nub every time his finger sinks deep enough]

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[She lets out a choked noise as he sucks on her neck--clenches more tightly at him each time he tries to pull out, as if to keep him in place. Her eyes squeeze shut and she gives a few more jerky twitches against him]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hand doesn't stay still; instead, he picks up the pace, the wet heat of her easing the way so that his finger can slip-slide its way home, every inward press firm and steady. Each time, his palm nudges up against her clit, and he starts to flex his wrist every time it settles against her, adding a little circular roll of pressure to all the rest]

God, listen to you. You sound so pretty like this.

[It's barely a whisper, there against her neck, before he shifts his mouth a little and finds a new spot, working that over, too]

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[This earns a small whimper--whether it's the redoubled attention at her neck or her entrance is hard to determine. Either way she trembles in place as he works, squeezing at his fingertip--at his hips too, hands apparently locked in place]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His hand presses in again, all the way - doesn't withdraw, this time, so that his palm is pressed firm against that sensitive nub at the front. He leaves off working at her neck again, so that he can speak, thumb still brushing absently at her nipple]

...show me how you like it.

[Another kiss to her neck, soft]

I wanna see you move.