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[vecna]

[She told him that he always gets what he wants. But Henry thinks the opposite is true. Does she want to swallow him first? As though he'd deny her.

But the powerplay beforehand is fun.]

What you want doesn't mean very much when you're on display like this for me, you know.

[velluminous]

[ ah. she shivers; muscles clench. turning one cheek into the pillow to try and get a look at him over her shoulder, what kind of expression must match the intensity of what he's saying. ]

You want to penetrate. Hmm? Of course you do. You wish to penetrate my body and open it around your pretty cock, seat yourself like our taboos all warn not to do. Taking woman in this way... no procreation, only pleasure, only power. Right, Henry?

[vecna]

[A dark and cutting look, despite the bright blue of his irises. She's seen it before, but she's always granted the version without the malice. Still the desire to possess, to control, she's very correct about that; but also as though he looks upon a very, very precious person to him, underlining it all.]

You know me too well, Sprezzatura. [Grips her hip a bit harder.] I want you wailing while I fuck you. I want to be seated so deep inside of you that you can think of nothing else but me. I want to make you mine.

[velluminous]

[ she thinks that she's... already his. a part of her. ]

I do not wail!

[vecna]

[The things she chooses to decry... Pride is a team that suits her, he thinks. (fond)]

I can make you.

[velluminous]

Oh! He puts his fist into woman one time and thinks he is gift from gods.

[vecna]

Don't pretend you didn't make the most interesting noises then.

[Maybe she didn't wail, but Henry won't forget the sounds.

Anyway. Moves his hand up and around, thumb resting below her lifted tail to tease a little bit of pressure against her hole. A single, slow circular rub.]

[velluminous]

[ that damnable squeaking. ]

Who is pretending?

[ the blood has dripped here, too, and eases the way so his thumb glides. she melts a little more into the bed. ]

Mm.

[vecna]

[Already a bit slick for him; who needs oil? (no)

He doesn't miss how it practically relaxes her into the bed further, and he rubs in the other direction slowly, even as he remains snug up against her cheeks.]

I'm just saying that I like seeing you unravel. I want you to show it to me more often.

[He moves his thumb out of the way, just so he can grind into her again. His cock glides up just high enough for its tip to kiss the base of her tail.]

[velluminous]

[ a tiefling's tail starts surprisingly high up, so he ruts the entire length of himself through her. shudders an exhale. she's easy to touch in this way; her body welcomes it.

sighing out, ] It cannot always be so intense...

[ can't it? ]

[vecna]

[Can’t it?

The entire length it is. All the better, because that feels unbelievably good.

Back down, up again.]

Why not?

[velluminous]

Because... ohhh...

[ starts trying to wriggle again, up on her knees a little, to push her backside up against him. ]

[vecna]

[Ohh, she’s going to be too tempting. He’s really going to want to fuck her like this.]

Because…?

[And again, another roll of his hips.]

We just need to try hard enough.

[velluminous]

[ because he'll grow bored by the end. what's what she meant to say... but it stays a thought and only a thought, because the idea of Henry Creel becoming bored with her verges on laughable.

instead, she drops her face so that her hair curtains around it and affects a tone of wound, as though in pain: ] I am wanting to feel you pressing down on my tongue.

[vecna]

[Oh, that’s not fair. She knows he’s weak to her. Even if it’s performative, it still makes him want to please her, that tone of voice. To make it all better. He’s wrapped around her little finger — how could he ever get bored?

No, she’s stuck with him. For good or ill.

Both hands just smoothing up and down her sides, her hips.]

That’s cheating.

[Sounding like that.]

[velluminous]

[ she pushes it a little harder. there is a lot of dignity in her tone for a woman pushing her backside in the air and faking tearfulness over a blowjob. ] I need to suck on something.

[vecna]

[Oh my god. She feels so divine, so nice and soft, but she’s playing him like a fiddle and he knows it.

His fingers flex into her. He sets his jaw, swallows hard.]

…Fine.

[Leans back just enough to




smack her butt.]

If you need it so badly.

[But she can rearrange herself now.]

[velluminous]

[ freezes completely, instead.

ohhhh no. ]

[vecna]

[He just watches her freeze up and wonders if he broke her…

In a good way?




Spanks her again. A little harder. For science.]

[velluminous]

[ at that, oh damn his eyes, she squeals outright and flips herself over. cheeks aflame. ]

Bastard!

[vecna]

[He tries to affect at innocence, head tilting, but he’s just too flushed, too hard, too keyed up, pupils blown wide, for it to work.

So she just gets a seeking look and that grin of his.]

A bad girl gets what she deserves.

[She knows what she was doing!!]

[velluminous]

[ feeling utterly exposed, she crosses her arms across her chest, and like that, she feels the goosebumps, the heat, her nipples missing attention. her backside stinging. her cunt slowly leaking. and... indignance ]

I am not bad!

[ funny how quickly the begging, whimpering tone disappears ]

[vecna]

[All of her imploring, dried up. He’s not surprised to see it. Henry likes her stubborn fire, too.]

You are. Acting so helpless when you know I can’t deny you. Playing with my heartstrings deserves a spanking or two.

[Leans forward, and over.]

You’re blushing. Maybe you liked it.

[velluminous]

I am not!

[ touches her cheeks. she is. ]

What heartstrings? You are looking heartless from where I stand!

[vecna]

[Ehehehoho. She definitely is. He takes such delight in that fact — maybe that makes him a little mean, but you know, in that teasing way.]

Heartless? Now you're just being hurtful. Maybe I should flip you back around.