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[velluminous]

Make your best guess.

[ she's craning up to kiss him, breathing this against his lips, nearly a croon

drags her hand up... to his underwear waistband... and down again, beneath it this time. hello. ]

[vecna]

[And of course he kisses her back, though when she drifts her hand down his waistband, that kiss turns into an impatient nibble of her lower lip.]

Down your throat.

[Because that's what he wants, and he's entirely sure she does, too — she did request it first, after all.]

[velluminous]

[ before the kiss, and after it, she melts into a wicked smile. ]

Please.

[ that's an ask, that rare ask that isn't so rare with him. ]

[vecna]

[Oh, there it is. That little ask. How fitting she only gives it to him when he's not hoping for it.

But it's... nice.]

Then... undress me?

[velluminous]

[ little crooning hum, as if in goodbye to that handful of him that she's taken up skin-to-skin. she pushes down on his waistband, underwear and trousers, down past the curve of his backside and pausing then to reach around and take a handful of each cheek. squeezes. ]

Mmmh.

[vecna]

[Oop! He gives a little jolt when she squeezes, even though Henry should expect it by now, and breathes out another laugh. He's going to have to sit up at the very least to shuffle out of his pants and underwear properly, so that's going to be an interesting effort as she fondles his rear.

He tries, all these same, wiggling out of his clothes as in an awkward straddle of her body. But the eagerness is very much there.

...And quite obviously, too, given that his erection is on full display the entire time. Stiff and bobbing slightly with every shifting movement.]

[velluminous]

[ she




bounces it with a finger ]

[vecna]

[Ma’am???

As he finally shuffles out of his clothes, setting them aside-]

Having fun?

[velluminous]

[ bites her lower lip at him, purring a laugh. her tail coils over her hip, drapes the tuft down between her thighs in a mockery of chasteness. her breasts are flushed, nipples peaked, her scars from dismemberment glinting pale in the light. the sheets are bloody. she feels good. ]

Much, much fun.

[vecna]

[Everything about her makes his blood run hot, makes him ache even harder between his legs. Even those silvery scar lines add a sense of the ethereal to this moment, though he should perhaps never mention such a thing to her.

Now properly naked, he finds himself lowering himself over her again. And this time, the hard line of his cock presses firmly against her thigh. The tuft of her tail tickles his skin.]

Good. I like to see you enjoying yourself.

[velluminous]

I always enjoy myself.

[ pushes her thigh right up into that, wriggling contentedly. again, hands on his backside. again, squeezing.

but then her arms rove higher, and she embraces him to feel the slide and press of his skin against hers ]

[vecna]

[A part of him could remain like this, seamed together, with her hands all over and his cock pressed into the malleable warmth of her thigh. If he were feeling particularly impatient and juvenile—and haven't they been juvenile already, after all?—he could just hump her leg until he came.]

Doubly so with me, I hope?

[Kiss!]

[velluminous]

[ like a dog? humping her like a dog? maybe... she'd like that. ]

Mmm... no.

[vecna]

[Wow :c He'll remember that after he's been mauled by zombies--]

No?

[velluminous]

No, I only get this way when I am having terrible time.

[vecna]

[Girl.]

I see. Well, I'm sorry I'm such torture to be around.

[...He says, grinding against her thigh once, twice. Or, as some might say... humping.]

[velluminous]

[ again, that purring laugh. it's giddy-making when he acts like this. ]

You make it so, so hard...

[vecna]

[The smear of precome on her skin — does it even register at this point, given everything else?

He only feels the hot roil of pleasure spreading from within as he humps her, almost animal-like.]

No. That's you.

[Making him so, so hard...]

[velluminous]

Poor little boy.

[ she feels the wet, she feels the heat, how could she not when he's right there and dragging off against her? base and crude. puts her hand to his nape and holds him like that, smiling. ]

Do you remember when you held me in place and put your entire hand inside?

[vecna]

[Another long, hard grind.]

Oh, how could I possibly forget that?

[velluminous]

Food for thought.

[ can she clap her hands down on his backside again? she literally claps them down. ]

[vecna]

[She sure can. He makes a pleasured noise through grit teeth; she sure loves his booty.]

“Food for thought.” And what’s that supposed to mean? You want me to do it to you again?

[It’s anothet matter altogether when she’s not a drider, surely.]

[velluminous]

Hha! As I am now? No.

[ unless—no. no. it's simply not feasible. digs her nails into that meat, enough to leave the marks she hates but Henry appears to love. ]

But it is showing you are more than capable of getting what you want when you want it. So if you are here, like this... it is because you want to be.

[vecna]

[Ooh, that strings. It’ll be a little sore to sit later, he thinks, but… Yes, he likes it.

It’s his turn to laugh, though.]

Sprezzatura. Surely you don’t think that’s some kind of secret.

[Another forward ruck, his cock snuggled hotly into her thigh.]

How happy I am, fucking you in any way possible.

[velluminous]

[ somehow, a tender smile ]