[ In turn he'll give her what she wants, switching to her other breast and letting his fingers smooth down to pull away the rest of the fabric over her legs, then rove back up to smooth over the inside of her thighs, gently coercing her legs to spread further. ]
How would you like me, my lady?
[ Though he might also tease a bit in the process. ]
[ she doesn't require very much coaxing, legs giving way easily under his hands. though—
there's just a hairline of a pause as she has to do some complicated mental gymnastics through several layers of method acting + dream logic + ??her actual personality (alleged)?? ]
I somehow, ah—can't help but think of other places you could put your skill with your mouth to use—
Even if it's a shame that makes it hard to kiss you.
[ she is always on like 5 levels of roleplaying so honestly it's normal it's just she's usually doing it consciously
she lets out a low moan, rolling her hips against his hand, and cupping both sides of his face gently with her hands, as if to hold the kiss a little longer. ]
[ Indulging in more kisses between her sighs, kissing her is absolutely the nicest thing right now aside from hearing her noises of want. It encourages him to keep pressing forward in his plans for her, curling his fingers against her to tease over her folds, just barely dipping in. ]
[ Giving a breathy laugh when their kiss breaks. ]
I can't help it, kissing you is so nice.
[ But he does giving her a quick kiss on her neck before shifting down to finally replace his fingers with his mouth, starting with that slow and teasing speed his fingers had been moving at. ]
[ she cuts off in a little, breathy contented laugh. her hips cant upwards against his mouth on reflex, and her knees spread wider, falling against the bedding, like she can't get enough of this. which is true, honestly. ]
[ He slides his hands under her thighs, resting his weight on his elbows and focused on giving her All of his Attention As She Deserves. He presses his tongue in to flicker in and out, then drag up between her folds, seemingly intent in savoring the taste of her. ]
[ her head tilts back, eyes squeezed closed, and she gasps with each flick and delve of his tongue. blindly, she reaches out to put a hand on the top of his head, weaving her fingers gently into his hair. ]
[ He presses his head into her touch, briefly, but then he's back to focusing on her, shifting his weight so he can bring his fingers back into the mix to press into her, opening her up more for his mouth over her. ]
[ If anyone thinks Aster isn't going to stay here until he nudges Saffron over her edge, they are incorrect. ]
[ she makes a startled noise when he presses his fingers into her that fades very quickly into a heady, strangled moan; her hand presses down reflexively against his head.
it doesn't take very long at all before she's clearly getting there—hips pressing upwards against him, the sounds she makes coming throatier and more desperate. ]
[ Hearing her moan his name like that is encouraging, addictively so and he starts to work his fingers into her quicker, two becoming three that spread and curl and drag inside of her with each pull out. He tries to be subtle in reaching down to adjust himself because every part of this is an absolute turn on, but he can't help his own low groan at the contact and, just a little, give himself some relief. Or make things worse for himself, probably the latter in the end. ]
[ she glances at him through half-lidded eyes at the sound he makes, and makes a mental note for the near future—but then his fingers curl inside her again, and she can't contain herself anymore, crying out sharply and tightening around him.
she's good at keeping her wits about her, but—maybe just this once she can let herself go with it. relax into it for a little bit. ]
[ Aster is all for relaxing and going with it, even if he has no insight into her thoughts right now. All he's thinking about is pulling her through his orgasm, easing out his fingers and letting his mouth take care of her as she comes back down, diligently licking her over with care not to overstimulate her. ]
[ Sitting back on his heels after discretely wiping his face because he can hardly present himself as his mess to his master, though he does have to shift a bit to try and make the bulge in his pants less noticeable. ]
[ she sets herself upright to sitting on her knees, legs tucked beneath her—face still lightly flushed—and leans in, smoothing her hands up his thighs very slowly. ]
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How would you like me, my lady?
[ Though he might also tease a bit in the process. ]
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there's just a hairline of a pause as she has to do some complicated mental gymnastics through several layers of method acting + dream logic + ??her actual personality (alleged)?? ]
I somehow, ah—can't help but think of other places you could put your skill with your mouth to use—
Even if it's a shame that makes it hard to kiss you.
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I'll kiss you extra later to make up for it.
[ In fact he'll lean up to give her another lingering kiss on the lips while finally pressing a warm palm between her legs, rubbing over her slowly. ]
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she lets out a low moan, rolling her hips against his hand, and cupping both sides of his face gently with her hands, as if to hold the kiss a little longer. ]
I'll hold you to that.
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Of course, my lady.
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Whatever, ah—did I do to deserve this...
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[ Indulging in more kisses between her sighs, kissing her is absolutely the nicest thing right now aside from hearing her noises of want. It encourages him to keep pressing forward in his plans for her, curling his fingers against her to tease over her folds, just barely dipping in. ]
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Nn... how long are you going to tease me like this, though?
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I can't help it, kissing you is so nice.
[ But he does giving her a quick kiss on her neck before shifting down to finally replace his fingers with his mouth, starting with that slow and teasing speed his fingers had been moving at. ]
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[ she cuts off in a little, breathy contented laugh. her hips cant upwards against his mouth on reflex, and her knees spread wider, falling against the bedding, like she can't get enough of this. which is true, honestly. ]
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[ If anyone thinks Aster isn't going to stay here until he nudges Saffron over her edge, they are incorrect. ]
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it doesn't take very long at all before she's clearly getting there—hips pressing upwards against him, the sounds she makes coming throatier and more desperate. ]
Aster—
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she's good at keeping her wits about her, but—maybe just this once she can let herself go with it. relax into it for a little bit. ]
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Mm... that was—a good start to the day. You were right.
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I'm glad I could help My Lady relax.
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[ she props herself up on her elbows, and starts to sit up. ]
Though, to think in the first place I was trying to give you something for being so diligent...
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[ she sets herself upright to sitting on her knees, legs tucked beneath her—face still lightly flushed—and leans in, smoothing her hands up his thighs very slowly. ]
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[ He won't MOVE but he's definitely looking more flustered than he did a hot second ago between her legs. ]
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[ But he's not about to move away either. ]
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