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[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 ]

[vecna]

[Oh No He's Weak

Smiles like that, he wants to etch into memory forever.]

Mm, what's that look for?

[velluminous]

You are very cute.

[vecna]

I'm cute when I say I want to fuck you any way I can?

[Help. That's weirdly cute, too.]

[velluminous]

[ crooning: ] So cute.

[vecna]

[Nips playfully at her lips.]

Mm-hm.

Still want myself in your throat, but you’re going to have to let me go.

[velluminous]

[ in her mouth, she thinks; holding her open. wet obscene sounds and the tang of him leaking down her throat.

unsubtle, she shudders. ]

Make me.

[vecna]

[He can. And he knows he can.

But he wants to play a little.

Tries to reach for her arms to pry them away.]

If you say so.