unbr8kable | continuations

[ tries to offer something soothing and reassuring, but still undeniably aroused and attracted and impossibly soft.

She leans in and use kisses her cheek again, lingering. ]

... just making sure.

[Noses in against her, eskimo kisses against her neck]

Definitely don't gotta worry about that. ...But thanks.

[It's nice that Req remembers to ask even when she herself doesn't, and she sends another wave of trust and gratitude, feels special just to be here in the first place]

So--you wanna go...?

[ the trust is it's own thing; stirs a wave of surprise and that desperate, chest-deep ache of love.

She squeezes her up into another hug. ]

... yeah. I just wanna be with you.

[a flutter in her belly and a bright, warm feeling in her chest, and she holds on tightly for a long stretch of heartbeats. Of course, her heart is beating pretty quick, so maybe it's not all that long after all]

...C'mon, lead the way.

[ reluctant to pull away but she eventually does, and stands, holding Nem's hand firmly and just... heading off to the hotel, her emotions all excited and light. ]

[keeps pace, lacing their fingers, and equally happy-pleased-anticipatory to go]

[ happily nudges against her as they walk, just... radiating affection ]

[does the same, more of a simmer, low and constant, heat and pleasant feelings slowly bubbling up from below]

[ its very good. she takes genuine pleasure in the feel of nem just existing beside her, and the feelings SHE has, huddled up to her side even as they get into the elevator in the hotel.

and, with some mischief: ]

Wanna go christen your fancy tent in the name of sin?

Wow.

[Spoilers, Requiem does not need to be a mind reader to suspect that the answer to her question may be yes, but her current empath powers confirm, hot and deep and electric: very yes]

It's gonna make a mess. What even makes you think it's that sort of tent?

[ the feeling is echoed, strongly, warm and pleasantly tingling. ]

What's the point of a tent if you can't get a little dirty in it?

[leans in against her]

Maybe I like being squeaky clean. You can squeak me and see.

Ain't that what your new tub is for?

[ but comfortably circles that arm around her, letting go of her hand, so she can give her butt a little pinch.

since. y'know. ]

[may in fact have squeaked a little but without witnesses to collaborate the story it's just hearsay.]

H-hey, hands off the goods.

[and she shoves ineffectively at Req, because she doesn't actually want to push her away, nor for her to keep her hands off much of anything, and mostly likes the excuse to nudge in closer...the first time she'd ever been irritated at being on the (almost) top floor, 'cause what if they were there already]

Aw, you sure?

[ laughs, but smooths her hands over the spot for a moment before pulling back a little.

Thankfully the elevator isn't as painfully slow as it feels and they hit the landing soon. ]

[She is absolutely not sure, and certainly doesn't have a problem with Req smoothing her hands over much of anything, but is equally eager to tug her out of the elevator and into the dorm proper--off through the trick door to her room...hopefully she doesn't mind really being only offered one refreshment for the moment,

also the sky is set to sunsetish for aesthetics. There are fireflies and frogsong, like a warm summer evening]

[ she grins and follows, all giddy and eager, only taking a moment to appreciate the sunset-- cute-- before following her into the tent.

and not much time wasted after that pressing in to kiss nem's cheek, catching her around the waist. ]

[shifts, echoing the eagerness, pleased and enhanced by Req's enthusiasm, and reaches up to kiss at Req's chin and down the slender line of her neck. Not that she doesn't want to tug her down to the soft rugs and furs below where if nothing else it'll be easier to reach--she is extremely looking forward to that part--but Req's skin is warm(ish) and in reach right now, and patience is very rarely her strong suit, especially in these situations]

[ she laughs, soft, nuzzling in against her neck and applying soft little kisses there. when she speaks her voice is low, mumbling. ]

Y'know... I had a dream about you, a while back.

[a shiver goes up her spine and she tips her head to give her better access; gets lost in the timbre of her voice for a while before the meaning of the words actually register. her drawling reply is distracted and a little rough]

...Mmm? You did?

Yeah.

[ mouths over the curve of her throat, very gently scraping her fangs against the skin-- just as she kisses, without the threat of a bite. She lets her hands smooth down to her hips, too, so she can slip her fingers up under the edge of her shirt and feel the warmer skin. ]

Got trapped in the snow in a cabin, with a warm fire... Clothes were wet so we had'ta get naked. Huddle up for warmth... just you and me.

Mm...sounds nice, keep going.

[Comfortably teasing, though perhaps it doesn't count as teasing if it sounds like a genuinely awesome idea. She shivers closer into Req's touch, smoothing her hands over Req's hips and into her back pockets, pleased at how easily they fit]

You were real eager to get me off.

[ shifts a little against her, humming, as she drags her lips up to the shell of her ear.

... probably best not to get too in detail about this all, in the interest of keeping the mood up... ]

So you fucked me with your fingers, for a while...

[the mood is certainly up at the moment? Requiem can surely feel the pleasured anticipation that rushes along with her pulse, running even hotter at the wisps of contact, the rumble in her chest as she speaks. Nemesis does not mean for her voice to go breathier but it does, and she squeezes none too gently at Req's rear, an extra bonus as she hitches up closer against her herself]

...Is that how you like it...?

[ well, what with the biting.

She gives a breathy laugh at the squeeze, pressing her hands up over Nem's spine and down again, gently dragging her nails. ]

I like anything you do, baby. Liked it so much I pushed you down...

[ the touch back down to her hips now, firm, as she wedges her thigh between Nem's. ]

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