[This too is low and throaty, and she shifts further onto her knees, both to continue responding to Req's attentions and to get a slightly better angle for her wrist. Here, the heel of her palm can butt up solid against Req's mons while her two middle fingers continue their slow, regular rhythm. The fingers at the base of Req's skull stroke in as well, careful lines down the nape of her neck]
[ she hums against nem's skin, tilting her head forward to lean against her shoulder and encourage that warm metal at her neck, her wings shivering at her back. she rocks down in time with the shallow thrusts against her slick skin, squirming her hips, her nails pressing in pulses along nem's spine. ]
[Nemesis shivers comfortably, eyes lidded but trained on the shudder of those wings, the undulation of her body. At least between bouts of turning to kiss at Req's temple and ear and the crown of her head, continuing to gently scratch from the base of her skull to the base of her neck, echoing those same pulses. Her flesh hand stays steady--presses in just a bit more, relishing the heat and the feel and the greedy grip around her fingers.]
...Only problem with just watching you move's that it means I gotta get too far away to touch you... Maybe should start taking pictures...
[ the deeper she presses, the tighter those muscles clench, like they're trying to pull her in and hold her there; she shudders, groaning, at the words and nods against nem's shoulder, her movements slightly jerky. ]
[Shifts so she can nuzzle in further into Req's neck, nipping and kissing lightly as she attempts to stretch her fingers that much deeper--to curl her fingers at the end of each stroke, searching]
Wouldja like that? I know you said you weren't into crowds, but maybe a private showing's okay...? Maybe could even dress you up, and then...
[ It's not hard to find-- that spot that makes her arch and her legs quiver, especially paired with the rub of the heel of her palm against her clit-- and she gives a sharp little noise, half-laughing. Her hands smooth up along Nem's back, one curling under her unoccupied arm and the other around her shoulders, fingers digging into the hair at the nape of her neck to hold her that much closer, her head tilting to bare her throat.
Her voice is low and breathless, panting against her ear. ]
[Laughs light and shaky, warm breath washing over Req's neck. It's followed up by more wet kisses, all tongue and lips and suction down the column of her throat for a leisurely while, soft compared to the (mostly) steady, firm pressure of her hand against Req's clit and the rhythmic, slightly uneven brushes of her fingers against Req's g-spot. Eventually Nemesis pulls away enough to talk, voice still low and rumbly at Req's pulse point]
Then...I'd try to let you watch, of course. Unless you don't mind some distractions...
[She leans in to kiss her again, her neck and jaw and eventually back to Req's lips, shivering at the slight tug at her hair as she stretches]
[ 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.
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[ those warm fingers sink in and she groans out, low, against Nem's neck, curving her spine and rolling her hips down for more.
She only gives her a breathy "mhm" in response, kisses moving up along her jaw and trailing sharp little nips with them. ]
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[This too is low and throaty, and she shifts further onto her knees, both to continue responding to Req's attentions and to get a slightly better angle for her wrist. Here, the heel of her palm can butt up solid against Req's mons while her two middle fingers continue their slow, regular rhythm. The fingers at the base of Req's skull stroke in as well, careful lines down the nape of her neck]
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Nnn...
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...Only problem with just watching you move's that it means I gotta get too far away to touch you... Maybe should start taking pictures...
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Y-yeah... yeah, we should...
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Wouldja like that? I know you said you weren't into crowds, but maybe a private showing's okay...? Maybe could even dress you up, and then...
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Her voice is low and breathless, panting against her ear. ]
And-- then?
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Then...I'd try to let you watch, of course. Unless you don't mind some distractions...
[She leans in to kiss her again, her neck and jaw and eventually back to Req's lips, shivering at the slight tug at her hair as she stretches]
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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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