constellationprize | mistletoe day 312

Mm, love you too.

[not getting any more hurried in his motions despite her impatience. bully]

[ how the turntables . . .

it's soft, but he can hear her whine a little, from deep in her throat - taking their time is more than ideal to her, she wants to praise him more, to tease him more, savor his fluster and the sound of his breathing and the shifts in his temperature this close to her, commit them to memory, but. ]

Then - your ...

[ but she's wearing too much and the nylons of her tights are so smooth that any touch feels painfully insufficient, too smooth, has her crane her hips into his fingers in rhythm with each motion of his hand, then quicker and with more pressure, trying to set the pace herself ]

Mm, there's more about your personality, but after that - it has to be your appearance, right . . . ?

[cute cute cute she's cute and he wants to hear more of those noises, feel more of her heat]

Let's hear it, then.

I like - ah...

[ a brief pause to catch her breath before she continues, voice trembling, uneven with an undisguised need, her tongue heavy in her mouth, ]

You know, there isn't really anyone that works the way that Luci does, so it isn't the same kind of thing as that, but I think - more than you realize, too . . .

Um, you know about it, I know ... because it's something you like being praised for when you realize it, don't you...? But even more than that, you're always working really hard, and always thinking of other people - . . . everyone here is really kind, but that includes you too, you know - ?

[briefly pausing

oh no he thought she was moving on to the physical things he misunderstood oh no

he has been defeated]

[ - !!

as if realizing her opportunity, her head dips forward just a bit more, lips brushing skin now, her breath warm against his ear,

when she speaks, the tremble persists - his reaction only seeming to stoke the flames, make her excitement more apparent than his touch and presence alone - but there is a certain intent to the way she lowers her voice, the playful tone she tries to affect. bully ]

What's wrong - ?

[h ow tHe TUrntabl Es]

W-well- it was more than I was expecting, that's all-

[ gently kissing the shell of his ear, the shape of a smile clear against his skin ]

Do you want more - ? Well . . .

You said that you wanted to get a chance to touch me more, too - didn't you...?

[with a tremble to his breathing now as well]

Ah- yeah, yeah-

Then, I think -

[ trailing kisses down from his ear, along his jaw to the edge of his mouth,

and then pulling back to sit in front of him, reaching for his hands, attempting to guide them further up to her chest ]

In comparison - ... doing it more directly would be even nicer, wouldn't it . . . ?

[there's little need for guiding once he gets what she's doing - he grabs onto her breasts roughly]

Yeah, you're right. Much better.

Ah - . . .

[ Though dulled by her layers of clothing - several, it would seem, as if she's compensating for his shirtlessness entirely on her own - there is still that telltale give of soft flesh in his hand as he reaches for her, and she gives a little jolt in kind, surprised perhaps, the feeling of her breast in his hand adding to her already mounting excitement for certain, even through the fabric of her clothes -

As for her she shifts to rest a hand on his, no longer guiding now that they're at their mark but idly massaging, letting her fingers run gentle over his knuckles, feeling out each joint and tendon and muscle with a deliberate sort of thoughtfulness ]

Mm, that's good - ... then, why don't I start with your fingers...?

Huh? My fingers...?

[distracted by the feel of her breasts, trying to find her nipples even through her clothes]

[ with enough determination he will notice two points beneath her blouse firmer than the rest. even though the layers certainly dull the physical sensation, the attention he gives to the effort is felt in full; the hand stroking at his clearly starts to grow distracted after a while, her breathing growing rougher the longer he gropes at her, eyes fluttering closed, her gaze hot ]

Mm, you know - ... the joints in them, and the shape of your knuckles - those are things that are just yours, aren't they . . . ? The sloping there is really firm and handsome, and then there's the shape of your fingernails is something really cute about you too -

[ then, softer, exhaled out as he touches her, ]

I really love them...

Hah- paying attention to something like that...

[it's weird, and silly, and so utterly dia that he can't not be affected by it]

It's a part of you, so isn't it natural that I'd pay attention to it...?

...Yeah, that really is natural for you, isn't it...

Mm. There isn't anything strange about it, is there...?

[ gives his hand a little squeeze, her smile considerably loosened in her excitement, syrupy ]

There are a lot of other parts that I love too . . .

[lightly tweaking her nipples, rubbing the cloth against them]

Isn't it just all my parts, then?

Of course it is -

[ sort of sighed out, letting her eyes drift closed again, ]

Every hair on your head, and every cell of your skin - . . . your fingers and hands, your toes and feet, your arms and legs - the eyes that you see with, and your nose and mouth, and your ears and chest, and your penis and nipples, too - I love all of it.

That's...

[kind of overwhelming,]

...I love you.

[ squeezes his hand again ]

I love you too.

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