[ Has anyone ever told him that he's good-looking? Probably about as much as Ishmael has, with her striking hair and smattering of freckles. He'd basked in the compliments when he was younger and then slowly tuned them out the more the years passed, but now the words are crawling underneath his skin again and going straight to his head.
The press of her hand against him, on the other hand, is going straight to his baser urges, the teasing motions easily coaxing his cock into full hardness underneath the thin fabric of his underwear. ]
Is it that exciting of a prospect?
[ He sounds calm still, but there's a certain breathiness entering into his voice the longer she stays atop him and the more her lips and teeth tease at his skin. Being pinned down by her weight means he has less range of motion than he'd like, but that doesn't stop him from tracing circles into the back of her thighs with his fingers or grinding his hips more into her hand. ]
I'll try not to let you down. [ Though she's already well on her way to tugging him loose. ] Any other requests I should keep in mind?
[ He's basically putty in her hands right now. Might as well take advantage of that. ]
losing it at the whiplash between our recent threads
[ of course it's exciting?? wriothesley has always been so cool, calm and collected no matter the situation, so being able to see him slowly lose his mind but will always fascinate her. right now she's distracted with his body as she shrugs off the sleeves of his yukata to have more access to his chest, her mouth busy with leaving more marks across his collarbone and kissing her way further down his abdomen. be grateful that she's made it so that the hickies will be hidden underneath his clothes.
as to other requests, let her think about it as she sucks on a nipple, leaving a lovebite around there too. sorry not sorry. ]
Well, you could afford to moan a little louder for me. I don't think anyone's around to hear tonight. [ she herself moves further down until she positions herself between his legs. ] Or you could just fuck me ragged until my hair comes apart again. Up to you.
[ maybe that's why he wished she has her hair up more often.......
anyway, enough teasing. she can already feel how pent up he is from tracing the outline of his cock alone, so she'll push up the hem of his yukata and free him from the confines of his underwear, wrapping her roughened hands around his length and giving it a few good strokes. ]
But I guess in the end, [ she leans down to kiss his wet tip, dragging her tongue down the shaft and back up again while keeping her half-lidded gaze on him ] I still want you to keep your eyes on me.
[ and that's the last thing she says before she wraps her lips around the tip and lowers her mouth on him, carefully taking his cock while softly moaning around him until he almost hits the back of her throat because she's had.... practice......... please clap ]
[ She doesn't have to tell him to keep his eyes on her when his gaze always drifts towards her naturally. When they're alone, when they're part of a crowd, when she's on the opposite side of a room minding her own business.
His eyes are fixed on her now and the wealth of red hair that's still in its updo, silently wishing that yeah, he really would like to fuck it until it's hanging loose past her shoulders again. Maybe in a bit, after she's sucked him off. Not like they have anywhere else to be for the rest of the night. ]
Why not both? We've got time.
[ And he's got the stamina.
Though her first wish is far more likely to come true sooner, the heat of her mouth enveloping him and sinking down towards its base enough to prompt the first of (probably) many moans for the night. He's gotten used to taking the more proactive role in bed, but he can't deny how good it feels now to have attention lavished on him. His hips shift again against her, wanting to be deeper inside, and one hand pulls away from the sheets to tangle fingers in her hair, keeping her in place. ]
[ this always happens -- she'd tell him to keep her eyes on her, and the intensity of his gaze would overwhelm her that she usually ends up looking away instead. not that averting her gaze is doing her any favors when her lips are all over his cock anyway. the hand on her hand and his husky voice are encouraging enough though, and she does her best in taking him deeper into her mouth before coming back up to breathe.
and she goes for it again. ishmael moans softly around his length, her movements slow and exploratory. he wouldn't want her to rush and choke on it anyway, so she takes her sweet time down here, cheeks reddening as one hand wraps around his cock while the other makes its way down between her legs. she's getting a little bit more into it now, her mind completely shutting out the more rational side of her brain as she loses herself to pleasure.
he might have to intervene if he wants it somewhere else, though. can't really blame her for getting distracted when he tastes so good like this. ]
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The press of her hand against him, on the other hand, is going straight to his baser urges, the teasing motions easily coaxing his cock into full hardness underneath the thin fabric of his underwear. ]
Is it that exciting of a prospect?
[ He sounds calm still, but there's a certain breathiness entering into his voice the longer she stays atop him and the more her lips and teeth tease at his skin. Being pinned down by her weight means he has less range of motion than he'd like, but that doesn't stop him from tracing circles into the back of her thighs with his fingers or grinding his hips more into her hand. ]
I'll try not to let you down. [ Though she's already well on her way to tugging him loose. ] Any other requests I should keep in mind?
[ He's basically putty in her hands right now. Might as well take advantage of that. ]
losing it at the whiplash between our recent threads
as to other requests, let her think about it as she sucks on a nipple, leaving a lovebite around there too. sorry not sorry. ]
Well, you could afford to moan a little louder for me. I don't think anyone's around to hear tonight. [ she herself moves further down until she positions herself between his legs. ] Or you could just fuck me ragged until my hair comes apart again. Up to you.
[ maybe that's why he wished she has her hair up more often.......
anyway, enough teasing. she can already feel how pent up he is from tracing the outline of his cock alone, so she'll push up the hem of his yukata and free him from the confines of his underwear, wrapping her roughened hands around his length and giving it a few good strokes. ]
But I guess in the end, [ she leans down to kiss his wet tip, dragging her tongue down the shaft and back up again while keeping her half-lidded gaze on him ] I still want you to keep your eyes on me.
[ and that's the last thing she says before she wraps her lips around the tip and lowers her mouth on him, carefully taking his cock while softly moaning around him until he almost hits the back of her throat because she's had.... practice......... please clap ]
we did this to ourselves
His eyes are fixed on her now and the wealth of red hair that's still in its updo, silently wishing that yeah, he really would like to fuck it until it's hanging loose past her shoulders again. Maybe in a bit, after she's sucked him off. Not like they have anywhere else to be for the rest of the night. ]
Why not both? We've got time.
[ And he's got the stamina.
Though her first wish is far more likely to come true sooner, the heat of her mouth enveloping him and sinking down towards its base enough to prompt the first of (probably) many moans for the night. He's gotten used to taking the more proactive role in bed, but he can't deny how good it feels now to have attention lavished on him. His hips shift again against her, wanting to be deeper inside, and one hand pulls away from the sheets to tangle fingers in her hair, keeping her in place. ]
Just like that....
[ You're doing great, sweetie, keep going. 🥺 ]
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and she goes for it again. ishmael moans softly around his length, her movements slow and exploratory. he wouldn't want her to rush and choke on it anyway, so she takes her sweet time down here, cheeks reddening as one hand wraps around his cock while the other makes its way down between her legs. she's getting a little bit more into it now, her mind completely shutting out the more rational side of her brain as she loses herself to pleasure.
he might have to intervene if he wants it somewhere else, though. can't really blame her for getting distracted when he tastes so good like this. ]