[Instead of answering, she presses up into Req, purring getting stronger –– and dragging Sabre's shirt up even higher in the process, her claws dragging lightly over exposed skin.]
She makes a low, approving sound, arching into those claws like she's seeking something rougher. Her own claws dig harder into Kohime as she leans in to press an open-mouthed kiss beneath Req's chin, fangs drawing a teasing line along her jaw. ]
[ that purr stutters with the soft noise in her throat as she tilts her head sideways against the blankets, pressing up into Sabre's mouth without sacrificing feeling along Kohime's throat with her own, gently dragging her tongue over her pulse point.
She does release Sabre's hand, though, so she can smooth it against her hip instead, squirming forward against them just enough to press her thigh between Kohime's, her tail flicking over their legs in sharp little twitches of excitement. ]
[Her breath stutters and she presses against Req's leg, but bites back any embarrassing noises because someone else is going to make one of those first, thanks. Her claws flex into Sabre's side and she drags them, trying to draw her in closer as she turns her head to nuzzle the top of Req's.]
[ Sabre laughs, but it's more like a creaky, rumbling sound given the purring. She presses down until she's just about flush with Kohime, feeling her purr vibrating through her body, mingling through her own. ]
Hey.
[ It comes out lower than normal as she reaches up to tap Req's cheek with one claw. ]
[ There's a whole lot of purring in this cat pile.
She blinks at her though, surprised, before smiling, leaves off kissing Kohime's neck in favor of turning her head to press up and kiss Sabre with a hum. Not that Kohime's neglected; she gives a little rock into her, rubbing with her leg, the hand of the arm around her shoulders lightly curling into her hair. ]
[She watches them, letting out a breathy little laugh as she rolls with Req's movement –– then turns and pushes herself up to straddle her waist, leaning over the pair of them to whisper close to Sabre's ear.]
Hmm~ maybe with the Supreme Commander so distracted, it's time to make my move to claim the throne. . .?
[ She presses into the kiss, pleased, eyes falling shut. A small noise makes its way out of her throat as Kohime's movement presses into Sabre, too, but then her ear is angling into Kohime's whisper. A shiver running down her spine.
She breaks the kiss to counter-quip, obviously. ]
Mmm~ you would look good on a throne.
[ It comes out breathier than intended. #isthisnarcissism ]
[ The purr rumbles into a soft growl, as she tilts her head to nip sharply at Sabre's jawline, even as she rolls up into the weight of Kohime's body atop her. ]
[ her ears flatten a little, tail-tip rapidly flicking as they squirm atop her. ]
Oh! I see! I'm unwanted! Maybe I will just-- go sleep by myself--!
[ the last words kind of hissed out, voice not actually particularly offended as she rolls a little and tries to claw her way out from the bottom of the pile. Nothin' doin, though, and she flops back onto the blankets with a huff, staring at the canopy above. ]
[She’s a little busy trying to win a wrestling match to answer that, keeping her seat right on top of Req and trying to pin down Sabre’s shoulders with just her hands — probably not quite enough leverage to get the job done, though. ]
[Gives her own matching hiss, tail lashing, and slips her arms around Sabre to dig her claws into her back and nip at her collarbone, challenging and possessive. ]
[ Earning TWO hisses is like winning, right?? She's decided that equals winning.
She looks smug as can be as Req pulls her down, nipping into the kiss, pressing greedily into Kohime's teeth. The claws pressed into Kohime's side rake downward, then slip beneath her shirt. ]
[ i mean, honestly, req's Soft(tm). so the roughness of the kiss doesn't last all that long, her grip loosening so Kohime can have better access to Sabre's neck and collar, that hand instead smoothing over her shoulder to sink into the hair at the back of her neck.
The other hand slips around Kohime, behind her, to casually drag her claws over her lower back where her shirt's been lifted by Sabre's hand. ]
[For a moment her teeth sink in a little deeper, enough to leave a mark, and then she arches and sucks in a breath as they rake their claws before returning to press a couple of almost gentle kisses over the bite, like an apology.]
[ well... if Sabre's distracted with Kohime's shirt, Req can get started on pushing Sabre's up with her free hand as she smooths it down her spine, tugging the fabric with her claws as she rubs back upwards. ]
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She makes a low, approving sound, arching into those claws like she's seeking something rougher. Her own claws dig harder into Kohime as she leans in to press an open-mouthed kiss beneath Req's chin, fangs drawing a teasing line along her jaw. ]
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She does release Sabre's hand, though, so she can smooth it against her hip instead, squirming forward against them just enough to press her thigh between Kohime's, her tail flicking over their legs in sharp little twitches of excitement. ]
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Hey.
[ It comes out lower than normal as she reaches up to tap Req's cheek with one claw. ]
Kiss me again. Like that one time.
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She blinks at her though, surprised, before smiling, leaves off kissing Kohime's neck in favor of turning her head to press up and kiss Sabre with a hum. Not that Kohime's neglected; she gives a little rock into her, rubbing with her leg, the hand of the arm around her shoulders lightly curling into her hair. ]
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Hmm~ maybe with the Supreme Commander so distracted, it's time to make my move to claim the throne. . .?
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She breaks the kiss to counter-quip, obviously. ]
Mmm~ you would look good on a throne.
[ It comes out breathier than intended. #isthisnarcissism ]
You'd have to get used to me in your lap, though.
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That's rich. Your queen is right here.
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[She laughs again, nipping lightly at Sabre's ear as she languidly drapes over them, pressing her hips flush with Req's.]
That's cute, when I'm the one on top.
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Who said anything about queens? We don't need those anymore.
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Oh! I see! I'm unwanted! Maybe I will just-- go sleep by myself--!
[ the last words kind of hissed out, voice not actually particularly offended as she rolls a little and tries to claw her way out from the bottom of the pile. Nothin' doin, though, and she flops back onto the blankets with a huff, staring at the canopy above. ]
Y'all been eatin' too much of that princess food.
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Too late. You're both mine.
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She looks smug as can be as Req pulls her down, nipping into the kiss, pressing greedily into Kohime's teeth. The claws pressed into Kohime's side rake downward, then slip beneath her shirt. ]
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The other hand slips around Kohime, behind her, to casually drag her claws over her lower back where her shirt's been lifted by Sabre's hand. ]
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The way she shivers probably gives her away, though.
Anyway -- she tugs at Kohime's shirt, since it's there. And since Req is helping, kind of. ]
Lose this.
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Hey!
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[ laughs, pulling it up more thoroughly now. ]
Come on, like you said. Get this off~
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[Cackling in a way probably better suited to Villainous Battlefield Tactics than the bedroom. ]
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yo i straight up never realized it was my turn oops
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