[She ties a firm knot at the inside of Shrike's thigh and drops a brief kiss to Shrike's shoulder before moving to the other leg, now levitating her fully while she works on the ropes.]
[Abruptly, she returns some of Shrike's weight and lets her drop—not much, and she only falls a few inches before the chain pulls taut and she hangs, the rope around her waist supporting her easily.]
she yields to the kiss and presses back into it, hands coming to rest initially on Glory's shoulders, but then... trailing down to cup at her breasts, thumbing over her nipples lightly. ]
[One hand continues to start to pet her through her panties, though only with light pressure. Meanwhile, she trails her mouth down her jaw to her neck again, working a matching mark on the other side.]
[ she moans, head rolling forwards to lean into Glory’s hair, clutching for the surer purchase of her shoulders as she tilts her head sideways, shaking hair away from her neck.
her hips twitch forward a little into the touch; her panties are already noticeably damp. ]
[It's quiet, breathy, her tone more acknowledging than anything, like there wasn't actually any doubt about whether Shrike wanted it or whether she was going to do it, only confirmation.
There's only so far she can get Shrike's panties off with her legs tied and splayed wide, but she pushes them down her hips enough to touch her directly, rubbing over her clit and then down to dip fingers between her folds.]
[ she moans into the kiss, and reflexively deepens it with tongue and teeth. her fingers tighten in Glory’s hair, twisting into the strands to hold her closer with a desperate sort of urgency. ]
[Glory easily deepens the kiss, exploring Shrike's mouth with her tongue and she starts to slowly finger-fuck her, shifting close and moving her other hand to slide under her bra and cup her breast.]
[ shrike tangles her tongue with glory’s, letting herself get lost in the heat of it until she has to break from it, panting against her; her legs can’t move that much, but her hips buck forward against Glory’s fingers. ]
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If you're asking so nicely.
[She bends Shrike's leg more, so she can loop her rope over and work quickly to secure her thigh to her ankle, frog-tie style.]
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[ her chest rising and falling a little heavier with anticipation ]
But also, I like you.
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[She ties a firm knot at the inside of Shrike's thigh and drops a brief kiss to Shrike's shoulder before moving to the other leg, now levitating her fully while she works on the ropes.]
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[ she arches, a little bit, stretching her back. ]
...it really is less scary like this.
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Because you feel secure? Or because you're distracted?
[This time she drops a kiss low on her stomach, just above the edge of her panties]
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[ a quiet, sharp intake of breath; her muscles tense a little bit. ]
Distracted—enough, to enjoy... a little danger... trusting you enough, to—to feel good about it.
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[Abruptly, she returns some of Shrike's weight and lets her drop—not much, and she only falls a few inches before the chain pulls taut and she hangs, the rope around her waist supporting her easily.]
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the bottom drops out of her stomach and she reaches desperately for Glory, only to—realize she's safe, hanging in the air, breathing heavily. ]
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It's alright.
[And then she leans in to kiss her again.]
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she yields to the kiss and presses back into it, hands coming to rest initially on Glory's shoulders, but then... trailing down to cup at her breasts, thumbing over her nipples lightly. ]
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her hips twitch forward a little into the touch; her panties are already noticeably damp. ]
Glory—please—
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Please...?
[Murmurs against the bend of her neck.]
Tell me what you want.
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I—your fingers, I—ye gods, I just want you to fuck me so badly.
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[It's quiet, breathy, her tone more acknowledging than anything, like there wasn't actually any doubt about whether Shrike wanted it or whether she was going to do it, only confirmation.
There's only so far she can get Shrike's panties off with her legs tied and splayed wide, but she pushes them down her hips enough to touch her directly, rubbing over her clit and then down to dip fingers between her folds.]
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[ she’s slick with want, and she whines, head tilting back; her hands drift up to weave themselves into Glory’s hair, tugging lightly. ]
Glory.
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[She leans in to take Shrike's mouth again as she slides two fingers into her, pressing deep and then curling inside her.]
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Ffffffuck—
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You're so—hot...
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Shouldn't I—be saying that, right now...
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[smiling a little as she thrusts her fingers deep into her]
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