[ She laughs, soft against his skin, a visible fluff-shiver going through both sets of wings and one he can almost certainly physically feel down her spine as she shifts against him. ]
What a gentleman. I don't think I've ever been called a fine lady before.
[ She says, as her hands shamelessly worm up under the edge of his shirt so she can fondle his chest, which probably explains why she has not been called this in the first place, ]
Hmm, they don't know how ta treat a lady right there.
[ He'll hold to the lady title, hands feeling up his chest and all. His own are moving along to sweep against the base of the wings on her back, then sliding to follow the curve of her ass and give a squeeze in return for her fondling. ]
[ She laughs again, surprised and pleased, ducking her head against his shoulder-- the wings give a heavy shiver under his hands, and she rolls her hips forward at the grab, encouraging.
Her hands, meanwhile, take their merry time feeling him up under his shirt, delicately tracing her fingertips over the bumps of his ribs and the individual muscles along his sides, under his arms, pressing in and humming as they flex under her touch when he grabs her. One around the back, leaning forward enough to be hugging him, so she can splay her fingers over his shoulder blade; the other smoothing back up to his pecs, delicately rolling the pad of her thumb over a nipple. ]
You seem to be pretty well-versed in treating ladies right, then.
[ His mouth is finding its way to her neck and jaw, light and easy kisses that give way to teeth dragging over and digging into skin once he's low enough against her shoulder. Somewhere she can cover even, what a gentleman. ]
[ her shoulder drops a bit under his mouth, giving him ample easy access to her neck and shoulder as she giggles against his-- which quickly crumbles into a throaty moan as his teeth press against her skin. It's definitely a new feeling-- she's no stranger to sharp teeth but she is too all of them being sharp, little electric points of pain and send little jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
It takes her a second to regain the brain power to speak again, giving his nipple a sharp tweak in return before smoothing her hand over that pec again and down his stomach, tracing the divide of his abdominal muscles to the hem of his pants. ]
... W-what can I say. I like it when a man's hot and hard for me. [ a pause. Then lighter, hopeful and clearly teasing: ] Is it working?
[ His responding chuckle is smooth and warm, carefully avoiding piercing through her skin for the moment. Which is hard to keep control over when she's playing with his chest like that, making him need to breath out a low moan of his own against her skin before pulling his mouth off. ]
[ Well, with his allowance she's not exactly going to waste time. There is a brief pause when he moans against her, finally removes his teeth, and she shivers in his lap for a moment while she exhales a soft breath.
But just a moment; she shifts back in his lap just a bit so her hand can finally complete its path downwards, slipping thin fingers under the hem of his pants to delicately trace the edge of his bulge. ]
... Must be tight in there. Maybe I should let you out.
[ He curves his back a bit, giving her more room to work and giving him a more comfortable angle to get to marking up the curve of her neck again. It'd be rude to leave her doing all the work though after saying he'd take care of her, which is why his hands are back to teasing over her wings, all light strokes and touches to find where she's most sensitive. ]
[ the wings shift under his hands, and there's another pause-- where she seems to just indulge in that feeling, her fingertips soft against him as she goes juuust a bit boneless when he pets or scritches the soft downy feather on the underside, closest to the skin. Though honestly, her wings just seem all over sensitive.
But she takes a breath and rallies, smoothing her hand down his spine to feel that curve, humming gently as she joins them both at the front and delicately unbuttons his pants. ]
But you're distracting me.
[ The mumble is only a little sulky, her cheeks red as she eagerly unzips him, fully curling her hand around him to draw him out. ... And then another brief pause to feel the shape of him with a slow pump and an appreciative hum. ]
[ All over sensitive he can work with. But if he wants to hear her sing, it looks like he'll have to do better. ]
I'm the distraction, huh?
[ He feels distinctly like he's the one being distracted, turning his head to give a kiss and a nip to her ear and exhale a chuckle against it. A chuckle that drifts into a low moan once she gets her fingers on him, pressing his hips up into her touch for a needy moment. ]
[ The nip makes her shudder, her fingers giving him a gentle squeeze as she turns her head to catch his lips, her cheeks red and skin flushed hot all over. ]
M'always nice...
[ This, murmured against his mouth as she pulls up over his cock from root to tip, careful and thorough and frustratingly slow, the pads of her fingers feeling along every bumpy vein and under the edge of his head before stroking back down again to meet the lift of hips. ]
[ He indulges in the kiss when she catches him, humming against her lips in turn for the brief moment they're pressed together. And of course, giving a bit of teeth service when they part. ]
Mm... feels nice.
[ He can barely cant his hips into her hand and it's hard to resist the urge to with each touch, but he can behave. He will, when he gives himself something to focus on. Like getting his hands up under her shirt, one tracing along the base of her wings while the other slides around to curve over her breast. ]
[ The teeth get a half-laugh from her as he catches her lips, a little huff, before she presses back in-- easy, comfortable and warm, the remnants of alcohol on their lips and tongues. Also, given she tends to dress in the Eonia style of Loose And Comfy, he might be surprised(?) to find there's pretty ample tits under that shirt and bra. Nice.
She presses into the touch with a small noise, even as her hand keeps up its slow work, rubbing her palm over the head of his cock to smear that pre down, slick under her touch. Truly his attention to her wings seems to be doing its work here, though: her attention clearly keeps wandering, her thighs squeezing his leg between them and the wing itself shivering, fluffed up and drooping, the whole of her turning putty under his hands.
Another beat of this, where she'd sort of paused moving altogether in favor of just oozing against him, and she makes a very small noise of complaint, her grip around him going just a bit tighter of a squeeze on the upstroke. Her voice sounds almost... sleepy. Groggy, at the very least, though it isn't like she wasn't already tipsy due to. drinking game. ]
C'mon... You want me to beg or something...? You keep touching there...
[ He sounds like he's honestly considering it while feeling her over, palming said ample tit while teasing over her wing. Putty is just the way he wants her, if he's going to get his plans for her in motion. ]
[ Nevermind that they don't have much time for activities. ]
Was thinkin' o' gettin' my mouth on ya, but if'n yer all worked up already maybe I gotta take caree of ya once first like this 'fore we move on.
[ another little squirm, wings shivering, before she gathers the energy to slide her leg over the other of his and straddle him properly, her hand thrusting over him in earnest, now.
She mouths at his neck with a sharp edge of teeth, but only briefly, pulling back with her face red and a bit of a pout.]
[ May she never figure out he has a thing for seeing his partner all worked up and aggressive as a result- ]
[ He almost laughs even with the threat of teeth to his neck, but it shifts into something more like a strangled groan because of her hand on him. Hang in there patience... ]
Was- mmngh- gonna put my tongue in ya but we got sidetracked here...
[ She squeezes him, firm, lifting herself up so she can press her forehead to his, eyes squeezing shut. She angles her hand--
Stupid. Stupid, her pants are still on. If she had just waited a moment to push them down-- ahh, she could have just slid him right in... Her jaw works a moment, before she sinks back down in his lap and releases his cock, pulling back enough to lick her fingers clean of any precum that had smeared on them. ]
Condom in my back pocket. Get it while I help ya out here.
[ And by help out he means he's going to get an arm under her ass and lift her right up, pushing himself up off the bench with his free arm. They're going to get nowhere without getting certain things out of the way and while grinding up on each other like this is nice- real nice- he's not so rude that he'll leave her hot and bothered like this. ]
[ whoop. She manages to reach around to snatch that (and get a good squeeze in while she's at it) before he lifts her up.
-- and she laughs, breathless, holding the condom between her lips so she can use a hand to help him at least get her pants down, the other against him for balance.
Mumbled around the foil a bit: ]
Jush'-- yknow, for future reference, I am on the shot. But I do love a man who cums prepared.
I'll keep that in mind fer the future. The pun too.
[ When pants are pushed out of the way he'll drop back onto the bench with a huffed out laugh, pushing up her shirt so he can get his teeth on her breasts. ]
Sure do. Ya mind marks? Can get rid o' 'em if ya need it.
[ He says while leaving multiple marks over, under, and all around her breasts and nipples. Alll teeth while getting a hand between them to slip between her legs. ]
'Course, gonna enjoy seein' 'em there fer a lil bit first...
Nnnnno it's good... Leave 'em, I want 'em... Make me yours, okay?
[ she arches eagerly into his mouth, wincing with a short moan when his teeth pinch a particularly sensitive spot. And watching him work with a slightly breathless laugh as he marks her up.
Her legs spread easily with the touch of his hand, and she streches one to curl behind one of his thighs, gently carding one hand through his hair while the other nudges the open condom against his cheek. ]
[ One hand is very busy running over her folds, spreading slick over them before dipping in, but he can free up the other to take that condom and slip it on while leaving another bite high on her chest. ]
[ She gives a sharp little laugh at that, rocking up into the press of his fingers with a shivering moan. She curls her arm around behind his neck, dragging him back down to her once he's finished up with the rubber, so she can press her lips to his cheek and mouth. ]
Plleeeenty of time later... s'fine to gimme a preview for now, right?
[ Another kiss, reaching down with her other hand to curl over the back of his, press his fingers in deeper. ]
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What a gentleman. I don't think I've ever been called a fine lady before.
[ She says, as her hands shamelessly worm up under the edge of his shirt so she can fondle his chest, which probably explains why she has not been called this in the first place, ]
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[ He'll hold to the lady title, hands feeling up his chest and all. His own are moving along to sweep against the base of the wings on her back, then sliding to follow the curve of her ass and give a squeeze in return for her fondling. ]
[ There is only a lady and a gentleman here. ]
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Her hands, meanwhile, take their merry time feeling him up under his shirt, delicately tracing her fingertips over the bumps of his ribs and the individual muscles along his sides, under his arms, pressing in and humming as they flex under her touch when he grabs her. One around the back, leaning forward enough to be hugging him, so she can splay her fingers over his shoulder blade; the other smoothing back up to his pecs, delicately rolling the pad of her thumb over a nipple. ]
You seem to be pretty well-versed in treating ladies right, then.
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[ His mouth is finding its way to her neck and jaw, light and easy kisses that give way to teeth dragging over and digging into skin once he's low enough against her shoulder. Somewhere she can cover even, what a gentleman. ]
An' ya sure know how ta rile a fella up.
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It takes her a second to regain the brain power to speak again, giving his nipple a sharp tweak in return before smoothing her hand over that pec again and down his stomach, tracing the divide of his abdominal muscles to the hem of his pants. ]
... W-what can I say. I like it when a man's hot and hard for me. [ a pause. Then lighter, hopeful and clearly teasing: ] Is it working?
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Touch a lil lower an' find out fer yerself.
[ Spoilers the answer is yes. ]
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But just a moment; she shifts back in his lap just a bit so her hand can finally complete its path downwards, slipping thin fingers under the hem of his pants to delicately trace the edge of his bulge. ]
... Must be tight in there. Maybe I should let you out.
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Hmm... be mighty kind o' ya if ya did.
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But she takes a breath and rallies, smoothing her hand down his spine to feel that curve, humming gently as she joins them both at the front and delicately unbuttons his pants. ]
But you're distracting me.
[ The mumble is only a little sulky, her cheeks red as she eagerly unzips him, fully curling her hand around him to draw him out. ... And then another brief pause to feel the shape of him with a slow pump and an appreciative hum. ]
Ah, there he is.
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I'm the distraction, huh?
[ He feels distinctly like he's the one being distracted, turning his head to give a kiss and a nip to her ear and exhale a chuckle against it. A chuckle that drifts into a low moan once she gets her fingers on him, pressing his hips up into her touch for a needy moment. ]
[ Shit- she really was distracting him. ]
Hah... ya gonna play nice?
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M'always nice...
[ This, murmured against his mouth as she pulls up over his cock from root to tip, careful and thorough and frustratingly slow, the pads of her fingers feeling along every bumpy vein and under the edge of his head before stroking back down again to meet the lift of hips. ]
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Mm... feels nice.
[ He can barely cant his hips into her hand and it's hard to resist the urge to with each touch, but he can behave. He will, when he gives himself something to focus on. Like getting his hands up under her shirt, one tracing along the base of her wings while the other slides around to curve over her breast. ]
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She presses into the touch with a small noise, even as her hand keeps up its slow work, rubbing her palm over the head of his cock to smear that pre down, slick under her touch. Truly his attention to her wings seems to be doing its work here, though: her attention clearly keeps wandering, her thighs squeezing his leg between them and the wing itself shivering, fluffed up and drooping, the whole of her turning putty under his hands.
Another beat of this, where she'd sort of paused moving altogether in favor of just oozing against him, and she makes a very small noise of complaint, her grip around him going just a bit tighter of a squeeze on the upstroke. Her voice sounds almost... sleepy. Groggy, at the very least, though it isn't like she wasn't already tipsy due to. drinking game. ]
C'mon... You want me to beg or something...? You keep touching there...
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[ He sounds like he's honestly considering it while feeling her over, palming said ample tit while teasing over her wing. Putty is just the way he wants her, if he's going to get his plans for her in motion. ]
[ Nevermind that they don't have much time for activities. ]
Was thinkin' o' gettin' my mouth on ya, but if'n yer all worked up already maybe I gotta take caree of ya once first like this 'fore we move on.
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[ another little squirm, wings shivering, before she gathers the energy to slide her leg over the other of his and straddle him properly, her hand thrusting over him in earnest, now.
She mouths at his neck with a sharp edge of teeth, but only briefly, pulling back with her face red and a bit of a pout.]
-- just put something in me, already!
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[ He almost laughs even with the threat of teeth to his neck, but it shifts into something more like a strangled groan because of her hand on him. Hang in there patience... ]
Was- mmngh- gonna put my tongue in ya but we got sidetracked here...
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Stupid. Stupid, her pants are still on. If she had just waited a moment to push them down-- ahh, she could have just slid him right in... Her jaw works a moment, before she sinks back down in his lap and releases his cock, pulling back enough to lick her fingers clean of any precum that had smeared on them. ]
... Come on. Please?
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[ And by help out he means he's going to get an arm under her ass and lift her right up, pushing himself up off the bench with his free arm. They're going to get nowhere without getting certain things out of the way and while grinding up on each other like this is nice- real nice- he's not so rude that he'll leave her hot and bothered like this. ]
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-- and she laughs, breathless, holding the condom between her lips so she can use a hand to help him at least get her pants down, the other against him for balance.
Mumbled around the foil a bit: ]
Jush'-- yknow, for future reference, I am on the shot. But I do love a man who cums prepared.
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[ When pants are pushed out of the way he'll drop back onto the bench with a huffed out laugh, pushing up her shirt so he can get his teeth on her breasts. ]
Now this is better.
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[ She happily kicks her pants off, helpfully using a hand to keep her top layers bunched up above her chest as his sharp teeth meets her breats.
She gives a sharp little noise, laughing, arching her spine under him even as she does her best to open the condom with one hand and her teeth. ]
Like what you see, huh?
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[ He says while leaving multiple marks over, under, and all around her breasts and nipples. Alll teeth while getting a hand between them to slip between her legs. ]
'Course, gonna enjoy seein' 'em there fer a lil bit first...
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[ she arches eagerly into his mouth, wincing with a short moan when his teeth pinch a particularly sensitive spot. And watching him work with a slightly breathless laugh as he marks her up.
Her legs spread easily with the touch of his hand, and she streches one to curl behind one of his thighs, gently carding one hand through his hair while the other nudges the open condom against his cheek. ]
I can't reach from here, y'know.
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[ One hand is very busy running over her folds, spreading slick over them before dipping in, but he can free up the other to take that condom and slip it on while leaving another bite high on her chest. ]
Shame we can't take our time with it.
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Plleeeenty of time later... s'fine to gimme a preview for now, right?
[ Another kiss, reaching down with her other hand to curl over the back of his, press his fingers in deeper. ]
I want you.
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