[ she trails off for a bit into a low whine, train of thought broken; her fingers lift up off the linens to reach out toward Sekhmet, on impulse. this sort of thing is what she likes but she's also, at the same time, kind of bad at it in that it just makes her want to pull her lover close ]
Let's, ah... let's live gently, and leave good things in our wake.
[ listen, sometime's a girl's fantasy also includes "living a wholesome do-gooding lifestyle." ]
Mm, how lovely. My mighty warrior is a soft romantic, isn't she?
[This fantasy has gotten pretty off-track, but Sekhmet isn't complaining. She nibbles briefly on Shrike's thigh, scraping it with her teeth, before pulling herself up so that Shrike can hold her, licking the underside of her breast before sinking her teeth in, and drinking from her again. She can't get enough, and this fantasy has been a sumptuous feast for her in more ways than one. There's almost a guilty pleasure in indulging herself so thoroughly on love and blood and sex.
She continues working her fingers, pleasuring her lover's sensitive places with steady, firm rhythm. Experimentally, she starts rolling the vibrator against Shrike's exposed clit.]
[ her nails dig hard into Sekhmet's back as the fangs sink in again, and—at this point it's almost embarrassing how easily she finds herself right back at the edge with the addition of naked vibration against her clit.
without any conscious thought, she tugs Sekhmet down against her chest as her breathing turns into panting turns into gasps. ]
[She sinks into that strong embrace, warm and comfortable as their skin press together. She rubs the vibe firmly against the underside of Shrike's clit, keeping her fingers moving- her wrist's a little tired at this point, but her love's shudders and gasps make it all worth it. She continues to drink too, the taste rich and heady, filling her body with it's own intoxicating pleasure, enough to make her swoon.]
i extremely lost this tag in the 4th wall shuffle and then died, hello
[ she shudders, bodily, and her legs splay out wider; she can't reach Sekhmet's face to kiss her, so she settles for showering little breathy kisses into her head, and wrapping her arms tight around her shoulders as she comes. ]
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[Sekhmet turns the vibe off as Shrike begins to climax, but continues massaging her walls until the shudders stop. She licks the punctures on her chest closed, letting Shrike hold her and kiss her, feeling a gentle blissed out feeling herself from the sweet, honest affection. Her own libido is starting to fill her limbs with warmth, but she'll let Shrike rest now.
When Shrike's grip starts to loosen, she pulls her head away and cups her chin to pull Shrike into a heated, longing, even possessive kiss, as hungry as her feeding.]
[ She feels heavy, dozy, content, but manages at least that much of a reply as her breathing evens out. She barely knows what to do with as much attention as she got, but the afterglow is a little like the feeling after going for a good long run, in a way. Tired, but refreshed.
It's just... still a little novel to feel this sense of care in this, too. ]
[She snuggles up beside Shrike now, fully dropping the vampire act. It was a lot to keep up. This feels good, and warm. She rests her head on Shrike's chest, her hair spilling out silk soft on her skin.]
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[ she trails off for a bit into a low whine, train of thought broken; her fingers lift up off the linens to reach out toward Sekhmet, on impulse. this sort of thing is what she likes but she's also, at the same time, kind of bad at it in that it just makes her want to pull her lover close ]
Let's, ah... let's live gently, and leave good things in our wake.
[ listen, sometime's a girl's fantasy also includes "living a wholesome do-gooding lifestyle." ]
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[This fantasy has gotten pretty off-track, but Sekhmet isn't complaining. She nibbles briefly on Shrike's thigh, scraping it with her teeth, before pulling herself up so that Shrike can hold her, licking the underside of her breast before sinking her teeth in, and drinking from her again. She can't get enough, and this fantasy has been a sumptuous feast for her in more ways than one. There's almost a guilty pleasure in indulging herself so thoroughly on love and blood and sex.
She continues working her fingers, pleasuring her lover's sensitive places with steady, firm rhythm. Experimentally, she starts rolling the vibrator against Shrike's exposed clit.]
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without any conscious thought, she tugs Sekhmet down against her chest as her breathing turns into panting turns into gasps. ]
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i extremely lost this tag in the 4th wall shuffle and then died, hello
[ she shudders, bodily, and her legs splay out wider; she can't reach Sekhmet's face to kiss her, so she settles for showering little breathy kisses into her head, and wrapping her arms tight around her shoulders as she comes. ]
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When Shrike's grip starts to loosen, she pulls her head away and cups her chin to pull Shrike into a heated, longing, even possessive kiss, as hungry as her feeding.]
Oh, did you enjoy that?
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[ She feels heavy, dozy, content, but manages at least that much of a reply as her breathing evens out. She barely knows what to do with as much attention as she got, but the afterglow is a little like the feeling after going for a good long run, in a way. Tired, but refreshed.
It's just... still a little novel to feel this sense of care in this, too. ]
...Here, c'mere.
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Mm.
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...I didn't realize you were so into acting.
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...I mean, I know it's playing at things being different still, but...
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But that would be nice.
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[ she's nodding off a little bit; her words come out a little hazy. ]
...I just want to live a life that's worth the harm.
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