[ there's a low whistle as he moves to stand -- giving him a better angle to lean closer, without having to sit in the chair for it. his hand unfolds so he can cup her breast more fully, giving a none-too-gentle squeeze, one knee lifting to rest on the edge of the desk. ]
[ as soon as he moves his knee into place on the edge of the desk she moves closer, pressing herself more fully into his hand and giving him a big smile as her eyes become lidded. ] About to get hotter. I really hope you can handle me, Dante~ [ a devious little snicker as she presses herself against his knee, grinding herself shamelessly into it as she expels a slow, uneven breath. her hands find his shoulders, fingers fumbling to take hold of the fabric as she tugs him impossibly closer. ]
But... you're a professional, ne, [ shivers. ] so it shouldn't be a problem, ... [ her tail snaps back and forth, swatting whatever else had been on the table off and clearing it completely. ]
[ he doesn't even need cleaners with her tails there! he chuckles, his voice husky as obligingly pushes his knee between her legs, giving her some friction from that.
he leans closer still, over her to press lips up against her jaw, his own unshaven brushing against hers. ]
Never met a demon ... I couldn't handle. But you're gonna be a challenge, aren'tcha?
[ she tips her head down for a chaste little peck as she loops her arms around his neck. ] I am, I am. I know you like a challenge, and I like my fun, and I think we're still both pretty riled up, yeah~, so we might as well work through all this excess en~er~gy~. [ rocks against his knee faster, harder, her fingers tangling in the stray tufts of hair at the base of his neck as she drags him into a proper kiss. ] Show me what you've got, Dante.
[ he always likes to come across as casual, carefeee -- but even he can't hide how excited he's getting, how riled up her words and her actions are making him, and he lets out a hungry little growl of his own into her lips and kisses her back -- fully, now.
at the same time he drops both his hands to try to grab for Dva's legs, aiming to spread them apart further so he can nestle his hips more comfortable between them, grinding the bulge of his erection against her. ]
[ she doesn't hesitate to deepen the kiss until it's all tongue and teeth, a muffled growl of her own rising from the depths as she keeps at it until she's breathless. even after though, she doesn't completely pull away. she buries her face into the nape of his neck and scrapes her fangs along the skin. ] Dante. [ nipping here and there she eventually decides to suck a mark near his pulse point, her tongue soothing it over when it starts to bruise. she's about to make some smart remark about how she can't wait to hear how he explains that when he starts grinding into her. ]
[ she huffs a warm breath into him, immediately reciprocating the action with a lot more fervor than even she anticipated. ] ...r- ready to, to meet my friends?
[ even with the mark he doesn't seem to complain. he at least has the collar to cover it up -- and hey, if he's asked, he's not exactly the shameless type.
speaking of shameless -- at the question he laughs, rough and husky, rolling his hips into hers at a languid, steady pace now to contrast with the urgency that they're doing everything else. ]
[ she is a little more desperate, but she dials it back to avoid seeming so... at least for a few moments. it's difficult, because he's hard and she's wet, and there's just a couple of layers of fabric in between them. ]
H- Hah. [ snorts, shaking her head. ] ...hope you don't end up regretting that. [ a couple of tentacles rise from over her shoulders, the 'spikes' along their heads rising up as they stare him down curiously. nsfw, obv.. ]
[ she huffs a laugh. ] ...little too friendly sometimes. [ its spikes flatten the moment its touched. the tentacle is warm and slick, and the moment its able it tries to coil around his wrist and slither up the length of his arm. ]
well, helpfully -- he quickly moves a hand to throw his coat off in a corner, giving his new friend room to remover. ]
They play nice with strangers?
[ teasing, but he's obviously not not into this from the way his flesh goosebumps. he also doesn't want to get too distracted from her; his hips are moving again, and his hands are drifting up her sides then to her back, trying to find -- something to get her suit undone. he's optimistic about zippers being there. ]
[ he gets a moment to toss his coat aside, but then she’s reaching to cup his cheek, so she can drag him into another heated kiss. when he starts moving against her again she’s eager to do the same, her tentacles joining in the frantic movements, but doing anything and everything they can to try to remove the remainder of his clothing. ]
[ as far as her own clothing her tentacles sure did a number on it when they came out, but there is, in fact, a zipper back there that’ll help him get her out of the tattered remains of the outfit she’s got on. ]
But, LBR, you’re no stranger, Dante. I bet they’d take direction from you.
[ he's more than ready to kiss back when he's dragged in -- parting his mouth for that, and when he does pull away it's only to help get his shirt up and over his head. with those same hands he'll focus his attention back on her, quickly shuffling down the remnants of her body suit, letting out a low whistle when he finally gets a proper look at her with that off.
not that her original outfit left much to the imagination exactly but, it's still nice! and now that he has full access he'll reach up to playfully pinch a nipple. ]
[ as soon as the both of them have gotten rid of most of their clothing she presses closer, but not before gasping against the side of his mouth when he finds her nipple. her lips lift into a half smile, a chuckle following suit as she reaches for his other hand to bring it to her other breast, silently asking him to do the same there. ]
It's certainly a possibility. [ the bladed tentacles have anchored themselves into the desk, slowly but surely trying to pull d.va down onto it as the rounded pair fumble helplessly with dante's belts and pants and... it's clear that they're getting frustrated by the way they start pawing at his crotch. ]
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You're definitely the hottest demon I've "slain".
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But... you're a professional, ne, [ shivers. ] so it shouldn't be a problem, ... [ her tail snaps back and forth, swatting whatever else had been on the table off and clearing it completely. ]
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he leans closer still, over her to press lips up against her jaw, his own unshaven brushing against hers. ]
Never met a demon ... I couldn't handle. But you're gonna be a challenge, aren'tcha?
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at the same time he drops both his hands to try to grab for Dva's legs, aiming to spread them apart further so he can nestle his hips more comfortable between them, grinding the bulge of his erection against her. ]
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[ she huffs a warm breath into him, immediately reciprocating the action with a lot more fervor than even she anticipated. ] ...r- ready to, to meet my friends?
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speaking of shameless -- at the question he laughs, rough and husky, rolling his hips into hers at a languid, steady pace now to contrast with the urgency that they're doing everything else. ]
The more -- the merrier.
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H- Hah. [ snorts, shaking her head. ] ...hope you don't end up regretting that. [ a couple of tentacles rise from over her shoulders, the 'spikes' along their heads rising up as they stare him down curiously. nsfw, obv.. ]
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They friendly?
[ he reaches up to try to poke one's spikes without even waiting for her to confirm. ]
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well, helpfully -- he quickly moves a hand to throw his coat off in a corner, giving his new friend room to remover. ]
They play nice with strangers?
[ teasing, but he's obviously not not into this from the way his flesh goosebumps. he also doesn't want to get too distracted from her; his hips are moving again, and his hands are drifting up her sides then to her back, trying to find -- something to get her suit undone. he's optimistic about zippers being there. ]
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[ he gets a moment to toss his coat aside, but then she’s reaching to cup his cheek, so she can drag him into another heated kiss. when he starts moving against her again she’s eager to do the same, her tentacles joining in the frantic movements, but doing anything and everything they can to try to remove the remainder of his clothing. ]
[ as far as her own clothing her tentacles sure did a number on it when they came out, but there is, in fact, a zipper back there that’ll help him get her out of the tattered remains of the outfit she’s got on. ]
But, LBR, you’re no stranger, Dante. I bet they’d take direction from you.
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not that her original outfit left much to the imagination exactly but, it's still nice! and now that he has full access he'll reach up to playfully pinch a nipple. ]
Y'think so? They're not too wild?
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It's certainly a possibility. [ the bladed tentacles have anchored themselves into the desk, slowly but surely trying to pull d.va down onto it as the rounded pair fumble helplessly with dante's belts and pants and... it's clear that they're getting frustrated by the way they start pawing at his crotch. ]