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[ luckily i'm here to help you with that! good news!

those fingers aren't stopping, though, brushing roughly up his inner thighs, as she nips the skin between her teeth. ]

Plover --

[ he just sort of

presses his thighs together. and also tilts his head to the side, baring his neck to her. ]

[ makes a questioning noise as she sucks against his skin, grazing her teeth just firmly enough to sting without breaking the skin.

no access to between his thighs is a little frustrating, though, so she just hikes his skirt up entirely, circling her hands around to grab his ass. ]

[ that gets a loud, shameless moan and he just sort of doubles over, almost falling completely against her. the hand not on his skirt covers his face and the moan dies out into a very shamed whimper. ]

[ oh my god dude.

Not that she's not affected by that either though-- she digs her fingers tight into his flesh, over the covering fabric, and rocks slowly up against him as she sinks her teeth slowly in. just enough to bruise the flesh a little more deeply before she pulls back to start pressing more kisses up along his jaw. ]

[ listen!!!

he likes being touched. don't be mean,

She gets some more out of him though, whimpers and gasps and the hand on his face drops to settle on her head, fingers tangling in her hair ]

[ she shivers a little under that touch, and nips up to his ear, lightly biting,

and pulls back one hand to give him a little spank. ]

Open up.

[ he yelps, yanking her hair reflexively. after a bit of hesitation and glaring though, he parts his thighs just slightly. ]

[ shudders, smiling, and slips that hand back to his inner thighs. ]

Oh, good girl.

[ !!! PRAISE

there's another soft gasp at that, and he just sort of mutters: ]

Thank you...

[ hums, pleased, and grazes her teeth along his ear again, even as she uses her grip on his ass to pull him more against her, the other hand twisting to brush her fingers between his legs. softly, softly. ]

[ this is cheatiiiiing

he doesn't really care, though -- he's hard and trembling with need, he might've worried at some point but he's long crossed that line, gasping out almost angrily: ]

Harder.

[ it's not cheating if you emphatically accept!!

anyway she-- pauses, briefly, because that feeling was a little bit the opposite of what she was expecting but she's nothing if not adaptable-- cups him, firm, rubbing hard with her palm. ]

Here? Or--

[ and nipping sharply against his ear, in turn ]

[ did you think the asstouch moan was shameless, plover? because if so do I have news for you --

the part of him that's actually still thinking about anything is glad that no questions are being asked here, because even if he knows what his answer would be it'd still invite some self-reflection he's 100% not willing to do.

the part of him that's not thinking just wants more, and once he comes down from the feeling of being touched for the first time, he shuts his eyes tight and nods vigorously, rutting against Plover's hand. ]

Everywhere -- okay? It's fine, everywhere's fine...

[ she almost feels a little bad? since he'd said before not to touch places he said no to, and now here he was saying "everywhere"... implying there were places he was going to say no too but maybe she's just overwhelmed him too much, and--

well. she could deal with that later.

for now, she just tugs whatever underwear he's got down or to the side or whatever so she can curl her fingers around him, gentle but still firm, stroking rhythmically and pulling her head back to kiss him properly once more. ]

[ it's fine! this is fine.

he's definitely overwhelmed though, his hips twitching in rhythm with her strokes -- there's a brief struggle against the kiss with just the barest amount of growling, but he easily relents and kisses her back, the hand in her hair yanking not-so-gently. ]

[ the kiss is brief, at least-- she groans at the yank, and tilts her head, nipping sharply in under his jaw again certainly hard enough to bruise, and if that's not enough, sucking harshly to ensure it, even as her hands strokes harder and quicker. ]

Pl-l-over -- !

[ his breathing is ragged now, eyes half lidded as he pushes her head against his neck. it's good, it feels so good, he hates that he likes it this much because what does that mean for resisting it when it comes from someone who's both dangerous and more physically attractive in his eyes?

a half hearted snarl escapes him, and he starts to tense up. ]

Ruuuubyyy.

[ Practically purrs it, rumbling low in her throat and against his skin, squeezing firmly on the upstroke with her hand and her other drifting up under his shirt and along his back. ]

Come for me, baby.

Aa-aah --

[ hearing his name like that, hearing her say that is enough to push him over the edge, and he comes loudly and messily, whining out her name with a voice that trembles almost as much as his body is.

congratulations! you got baby's first orgasm! yaaay, ]

[ yaaaaay.

she gentles her touch a little, slowly stroking in time with his twitches, curling warm and pleased against him with her chin over his shoulder to let him ride out those waves.

and she hums thoughtfully. well, if she's gotta eat human meat, what's stopping cum from being included in that?? no harm in trying, not like she was gonna just leave her hand dirty anyway.

so, at length, she pulls back and carefully removes her hand from between his legs, raising it to her mouth to suck her fingers clean. ]

[ NO WHAT THAT'S SO EMBARASSING

ALSO GROSS?

he's sensitive though, so the breath he sucks in when he keeps touching her has a bit of a sharp edge to it -- it still feels good, and he just mumbles her name under breath over and over until he comes down and immediately just hides his face in his hands again ]

H-heyyyyyy...

[ finishes licking her hand clean... ugh. wipes it dry on her sheet.

she's definitely charmed by his repeating her name, though, so she keeps him huddled up against her. ]

That feel good?

[ he nuzzles against her, nodding silently ]

I wasn't supposed to --

[ "get off", though he cuts himself off because he realizes he just said he didn't care if he did. somehow though, he still feels bad about having done so, torn halfway between shame and "oh no did I do a bad job???" ]

[ ah. strokes up along his spine, gently. ]

Dunno what's so "not supposed to" about feeling good. If you liked it and wanted it, nothing's wrong so far as I'm concerned. But if you didn't like it, that's a different issue.

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