[ Her hips jerk out of time with Nem's firm fingers, that coil of pleasure in her belly tight and her thighs-- not to mention nem's hand-- thoroughly slick from her own moisture. her fingers tighten a bit more against Nem's scalp, ducking her head again to press her lips to her neck and pant, whining, against her skin, her teeth catching against her. ]
[It takes her a couple tries to get the word out, breathless at the sight--at the feel of her. Her fingers speed though only a little, a third toying around her entrance, though Nemesis at least attempts not to give in to Req's urgency and instead stay steady--dependable and constant. She bites at her own lower lip, pulse rushing somewhat less steadily, and her off hand runs roughshod from nape to hip]
[ fuck-- fuck. it's not enough-- it's so close but not enough, and she presses firm and insistent against Nem's ministrations, with a frustrated whine, having at least enough sense of mind to pull back and bite her own lower lip instead of sinking her teeth into her girlfriend (yet). ]
[Nemesis takes in a long breath through her nose, pupils blown]
Well...I guess. Since you're asking so pretty.
[She repositions herself; adjusts her hand, switching so that rather than the heel of her palm it's her thumb that swirls heavy over Req's clit, alternating between firm pressure with the smooth flat and lighter scrapes with her blunt, short-clipped nail. Her other hand drifts over to play with Req's breasts, squeezing and playing with her nipples. And then she leans in for another deep kiss, since it really is hard to stay far away enough to just watch]
[ she can't help the reaction to that at all-- her hips judder sharply forward into Nem's touch and she gives a cry that's half triumphant laugh, half moan, until her lips are captured. she presses eagerly into it, whining sharply into her mouth as she crests that peak-- and crashes down, fingers finding firm purchase in Nem's skin wherever they can, her hips and thighs shaking in powerful waves, chest heaving under the attention. ]
Nemesis cants greedily forward, surging up against her as she rides Requiem through her release. Her hands stay steady, attempting to extend Req's pleasure as long as she can, if not prompt a second orgasm. The kiss is eventually broken if only for air, Nemesis panting as she skims over Req's jaw to lay messy kisses down to her pulse points, to be able to trace shivers and shuddery vibrations from ear to clavicle with lips and tongue]
[ there's definitely a bit of a pause before she realizes she's not getting
a chance to come fully down, like swooping down one rollercoaster hill to
be flung up another immediately after-- her voice catches, cries sharp and
short in her throat. Her grip goes almost too tight as she's shoved into a
second orgasm, this pleasure bordering on painfully good, sinking down on
her knees entirely as her shaking muscles refuse to support her.
That's the point she finally regains enough motion control to use one of
her hands to grab Nem's wrist, panting heavily and tugging her away from
between her legs with a plaintive groan even as her hips still twitch and
shiver in the aftershocks. ]
[She draws back a little so Req can catch her breath at least, off hand gliding down to Req's waist. Nemesis presses lighter kisses to Req's cheek as her shivers slow and her breathing calms.
Then she considers her sticky fingers; brings them close so she can see the results of Req's pleasure glisten off her fingertips with no small satisfaction. Smiling, greedy and pleased, she barely hesitates before popping them into her mouth]
[ she shivers even under those light kisses, but makes no move to pull away; and actually nuzzles closer as she gets her breathing under control. she does tilt her head to watch when she notices her move, though, and gives a simultaneously embarrassed and pleased noise seeing her suck her fingers clean, smoothing her trembling fingers down Nem's sides and over her legs. ]
[ gently shoves her down, onto her back, scooching slightly forward to settle between her thighs with Nem's legs propped up over hers.
She's still taking a moment to ease her slightly frazzled nerves, steadying her breath, but smoothing one palm down along the inside of her thigh as she watches with lowered lashes. ]
[she flushes dark nevertheless, goosepimples in the wake of Req's touch; squirms closer as Req's hand makes its way further north since patience is hard]
[ settles her hand at the crease of her thigh, brushing her thumb along the very outside of her labia-- briefly, though, before her hand slide back up and over her stomach as she leans forward over her. ]
[hums, and arches up towards Requiem before she can stop herself, lower lips plump and moist with arousal. the muscles of her abdomen twitch as Req's hand keeps moving]
[ Well-- this is a good dream... so what can it hurt. She says the above with good humor, at least, grinning to flash her fangs a little, but she just leans down to brush her lips leisurely over the mound of her breast as her fingers start slowly tracing her ribs. ]
... wanna taste you... I wanna drink you-- mark you up, make sure everyone knows you're mine.
[This comes out less nervous and more interested, partially because she is at this point stupidly turned on, and Requiem's voice reading the phone book would have her interested, but also because--well. There's something to be said for being wanted, and claimed, and there's enough going on in the moment to prevent her from getting too far into her head with the implications of all that.
Which is to say, she flushes even more deeply, and squirms against that too slow touch, and nods]
[ she takes a long moment of quiet just to feel her skin, to feel along the
scars she knows so well with fingers and lips and tongue, to close her
mouth over that firm little nub and suck, grazing her teeth along it as she
pulls back again.
And she glances up at her, flustered with arousal even still, the crease of
her brow more worried. ]
[ she makes a small noise, a little helpless at her motions, and rewards
them with more light kisses over her breasts. And she takes another moment
longer to consider, her hand cupping her breast and gently massaging,
before she pulls back to stretch back up and kiss Nem's lips. ]
[Whines at the back of her throat at the gentle attention, unable not to request more. Another, disappointed sound when Requiem pulls away, but her kisses are hungry when she returns, and she wraps her arms close around Req for that much more contact]
[opens up for her with another soft cry, drawing forth Req's tongue and spreading her legs further in the hopes of perhaps a less slow grind, for example]
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[ Her hips jerk out of time with Nem's firm fingers, that coil of pleasure in her belly tight and her thighs-- not to mention nem's hand-- thoroughly slick from her own moisture. her fingers tighten a bit more against Nem's scalp, ducking her head again to press her lips to her neck and pant, whining, against her skin, her teeth catching against her. ]
Nnnnn, Kitty-- Kitty...
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[It takes her a couple tries to get the word out, breathless at the sight--at the feel of her. Her fingers speed though only a little, a third toying around her entrance, though Nemesis at least attempts not to give in to Req's urgency and instead stay steady--dependable and constant. She bites at her own lower lip, pulse rushing somewhat less steadily, and her off hand runs roughshod from nape to hip]
What d'you want...what d'you need?
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Please-- make me come.
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Well...I guess. Since you're asking so pretty.
[She repositions herself; adjusts her hand, switching so that rather than the heel of her palm it's her thumb that swirls heavy over Req's clit, alternating between firm pressure with the smooth flat and lighter scrapes with her blunt, short-clipped nail. Her other hand drifts over to play with Req's breasts, squeezing and playing with her nipples. And then she leans in for another deep kiss, since it really is hard to stay far away enough to just watch]
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[ she can't help the reaction to that at all-- her hips judder sharply forward into Nem's touch and she gives a cry that's half triumphant laugh, half moan, until her lips are captured. she presses eagerly into it, whining sharply into her mouth as she crests that peak-- and crashes down, fingers finding firm purchase in Nem's skin wherever they can, her hips and thighs shaking in powerful waves, chest heaving under the attention. ]
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well.
Nemesis cants greedily forward, surging up against her as she rides Requiem through her release. Her hands stay steady, attempting to extend Req's pleasure as long as she can, if not prompt a second orgasm. The kiss is eventually broken if only for air, Nemesis panting as she skims over Req's jaw to lay messy kisses down to her pulse points, to be able to trace shivers and shuddery vibrations from ear to clavicle with lips and tongue]
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[ there's definitely a bit of a pause before she realizes she's not getting a chance to come fully down, like swooping down one rollercoaster hill to be flung up another immediately after-- her voice catches, cries sharp and short in her throat. Her grip goes almost too tight as she's shoved into a second orgasm, this pleasure bordering on painfully good, sinking down on her knees entirely as her shaking muscles refuse to support her.
That's the point she finally regains enough motion control to use one of her hands to grab Nem's wrist, panting heavily and tugging her away from between her legs with a plaintive groan even as her hips still twitch and shiver in the aftershocks. ]
Nn-- t-too much, hold on--
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[She draws back a little so Req can catch her breath at least, off hand gliding down to Req's waist. Nemesis presses lighter kisses to Req's cheek as her shivers slow and her breathing calms.
Then she considers her sticky fingers; brings them close so she can see the results of Req's pleasure glisten off her fingertips with no small satisfaction. Smiling, greedy and pleased, she barely hesitates before popping them into her mouth]
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Baby...
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...Warmed up any?
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[ hums an affirmative, nuzzling into her hair. ]
... lay down?
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[Is maneuvered easily enough, however]
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She's still taking a moment to ease her slightly frazzled nerves, steadying her breath, but smoothing one palm down along the inside of her thigh as she watches with lowered lashes. ]
Mm... my gorgeous girl.
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[she flushes dark nevertheless, goosepimples in the wake of Req's touch; squirms closer as Req's hand makes its way further north since patience is hard]
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[ settles her hand at the crease of her thigh, brushing her thumb along the very outside of her labia-- briefly, though, before her hand slide back up and over her stomach as she leans forward over her. ]
Hey... Kitty. I'm a little hungry...
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...Didn't bring that many snacks, but...
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[ Well-- this is a good dream... so what can it hurt. She says the above with good humor, at least, grinning to flash her fangs a little, but she just leans down to brush her lips leisurely over the mound of her breast as her fingers start slowly tracing her ribs. ]
... wanna taste you... I wanna drink you-- mark you up, make sure everyone knows you're mine.
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[This comes out less nervous and more interested, partially because she is at this point stupidly turned on, and Requiem's voice reading the phone book would have her interested, but also because--well. There's something to be said for being wanted, and claimed, and there's enough going on in the moment to prevent her from getting too far into her head with the implications of all that.
Which is to say, she flushes even more deeply, and squirms against that too slow touch, and nods]
Okay.
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[ she takes a long moment of quiet just to feel her skin, to feel along the scars she knows so well with fingers and lips and tongue, to close her mouth over that firm little nub and suck, grazing her teeth along it as she pulls back again.
And she glances up at her, flustered with arousal even still, the crease of her brow more worried. ]
... are you sure?
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Yeah... Yes. I want you... And I want you to...take what you want...
[her flush has spread from tip to toes by now, skin hot and cherry-dark, pulse quick and clear at even the lightest touch]
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[ she makes a small noise, a little helpless at her motions, and rewards them with more light kisses over her breasts. And she takes another moment longer to consider, her hand cupping her breast and gently massaging, before she pulls back to stretch back up and kiss Nem's lips. ]
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[ smiles against her lips, and pushes deeper, curling her palm against Nem's cheek and grinding slowly up between her legs ]
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Only slightly picking up that pace, though. No need to be hasty, and all. ]
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