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[poppycock]

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bleary eyed and beautiful but your blade is not dull; NSFW

[persevere]

[There's a slight gasp between parted lips, masking her smirk only briefly before it reappears, the corners of her eyes pinching with her amusement. Her body flexes around him with deliberate strength, her lips brushing over his as she gives him her very forward reply.]

That's quite the lofty goal, but...

[She trails off briefly, one arm slinging around his neck, the grip of her hand tight on the back of his neck. The other hand plants itself against his chest as she rolls her hips once, grinning wider.]

...I have to wonder if you'll be the one to beg first.

bleary eyed and beautiful but your blade is not dull; NSFW

[poppycock]

( the relish he feels in her body is mindless, overwhelming, pulling him under like the tide. it's without words, though she seems to have a few, and he cannot help but wonder at their foresight. he gathers her close, the sensation of her warmed and wet against him, the clench and friction of her movement driving all thought from his head. he groans his helpless, shameless enjoyment, and ducks his head with sudden desire to capture a pert nipple between his teeth and tongue. he tastes lingering blood and the salt of her sweat; her skin is so soft, her breast plush against his lips.

one of his hands presses into the small of her back.

he pulls away and inwardly considers there's no reason they both can't have their cake and eat it too. ) If that's a challenge, ( he says, voice low and rough, ) I beg you to give it your all.