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[vecna]

[She looks it, too: limp and lazy. Meanwhile, he's still hot and feeling as though he's bursting a little at the seams — or maybe that's just the untenable bulge in his underwear at this point.

But the sight of her is more important than chasing his own release just yet, and he practically sprawls out between her legs, his free hand sliding up and down her torso as his other hand slowly pulls out from her cunt. Very slowly.

Plops his cheek onto her thigh.]

What, you're saying I shouldn't go out like this?

[velluminous]

Bloody-faced and so, so stiff between your thighs? Mmhh.

[ she massages her toes into the back of his shoulder. a little jolt shivering through her as his fingers withdraw.

oh, she feels wondrous. ]

Whoever is going to clean you off?

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[Who, indeed. Those wet, warm fingers slide up her other thigh, leaving red streaks. She gets to enjoy herself a little mess, too.]

I wonder. Who could possibly clean me off with their own mouth?

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[ her expression changes in an instant. ]

Don't smear it on me.

[vecna]

[a;kldjsf amazing]

You're getting it everywhere, anyway.

[everywhere = bedsheets. him.]

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You said you are not caring!

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[ppffft he has to laugh, sorry]

I- don't. I just don't see why you do.

[velluminous]

[ whines and writhes and writhes and writhes and ]

[vecna]

[Poor, poor Sprezzatura.

He'll have mercy on her. He licks away at the smeared line of blood he left on her thigh.

Better?]

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[velluminous]

[ and writhes and ]

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[vecna]

[Oh, she likes that, huh. Chuckles and does it again — picking up what remnants of red remain.]

[velluminous]

[ the stains are a deep burgundy on her skin, smearing. she lifts herself up to watch him. ]

Now... Isn't that better?

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[If he didn't get it all, he's going for another long, wet lick.]

Uh-huh.

[And then-]

Just another reason for me to put my mouth on you.

[velluminous]

You don't need reason.

[vecna]

[He rests his cheek against her thigh again.]

Careful, I’m going to take that as free rein to kiss you anytime even outside of the bedroom.

[velluminous]

Mischief.

[vecna]

In front of the entire town.

[Yes, peak mischief.]

[velluminous]

All twenty two of us?

[vecna]

Yes. Twenty-two people who get to see just how enamored I am with you.

[velluminous]

[ enamoured. her face remains as elegant and impassive as she wishes it would always be.
but inside, her heart does somersaults.

the need to touch him. she picks her fingers through his bangs, artfully arranging them as they were before she ruined his hair. ]

Perhaps I want it all only for me.

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[A tingle of warmth and pleasure as she fusses with his hair. Almost enough to distract him from the strain still existing in his pants.]

My affection only ever belongs to you. But if you want to ferret me away from prying eyes, I guess I can mostly just kiss you in private. Again and again…

[velluminous]

Kissing my privates?

[ she wants to crane her neck, peer down the line of his body sprawled out, and spy his bulge pressing against the open vee of his trousers. she wants to see him all but bursting out with his desire for her. she wants to see the size of it, see it framed by the fabric, see how stiff it is, see his want embodied.

but he's obscuring it. ]

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And that, too.

[As though to make a point, he kisses her cunt again, gentle and teasing.

And don't worry, he'll have to tend to his erection one way or another, because even now it pulses woefully as they have their little repartee. Another flick of his gaze up at her.]

Still have some energy left in you? [She looks so content and boneless.]

[velluminous]

Boundless.