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mei sashinami ([personal profile] undermanage) wrote2025-01-05 04:28 pm

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[personal profile] nintendog 2025-05-28 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
( it certainly has been awhile since her nerves prickled like that from being looked at like she was some kind of prey animal to slake one's hunger with, like her blood affects him as it does the very things she hunts. it makes him look far different than the image she had of him - one more beast than man.

at least those she knows how to deal with. so her answer to his comes with the narrowing of her gaze and a click of her tongue. because of course he's going to be an asshole about it.

there's a moment where she simply stares like she's weighing her options even as his fingers dig into the meat of her thigh. her eyes lowering some few inches in a way that speaks as if she might just wrench him by the jaw to make him if he won't play along. it's tempting because he's being annoying about it despite the warning, and she feels it'd be an apt response. a reasonable one even. better than grabbing him by the wrist and showing him what a girl like her can do when tested.

but she'll need both hands for this, she thinks. maybe? so he's safe. for now. he might enjoy being put on his back with a forearm on his throat a little too much anyway.
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Of course I'm not going to mess it up. Who do you think you're talking to?

( a barely contained snarl, but she remains sat on her heels like a well-behaved housepet lest she snap.

that's all the incentivizing she needs it seems, because soon enough she's swatting his hand off her thigh before he distracts her too much more, leaning up on her knees now to better reach. she only tears her eyes away from his face when it comes time to set the condom over the tip of his cock, her touch turning oddly gentle and her fingers delicate as she works it down the length of him; slow in that deliberately careful way like she truly is taking her time as to not fuck it up somehow.

which is precisely why she looks so smug about it when her fingertips finally brush along the base. see? she's fine. sparkling in her triumph over a hurdle that needn't be one.
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Never doubt me again.
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once again............. this got wildly out of hand. the yapper

[personal profile] nintendog 2025-06-07 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
( nice, like he wasn't one grasp of a hand away from throwing caution to the wind?

whatever complaint she might've had about being repositioned is quickly captured with a kiss, and it's funny how whatever it was she was about to say suddenly doesn't seem to quite matter as much anymore. she's been appeased some other way, and he so easily places himself between her thighs to re-settle like he'd rather she didn't take it upon herself to set the pace.

wise, because he's going a lot slower than what her impatience would've gone with.

she squirms the moment she feels him adjust, fitting better against her before he says something about it hurting, which makes her huff a soft laugh like she doesn't think it's possible. she's mere seconds away from bucking her hips to angle him in herself now that he's situated, but he doesn't wait for much longer to teach her just how the adults play. how the people he brings to bed with him feels when he takes his fill to slake a hunger.

the tip of his cock alone has her gripping the sheets, her gasp twisting into a soft keen the more he sinks in. it doesn't take long at all for her breath to turn shallow and for her hands to reach for him instead, holding onto his shoulders like a lifeline as he makes himself home in her cunt. every time she thinks she's already full to the brim he deftly proves her wrong by giving her just a little more - again, and again until he's given her his all. until she's taken him to the hilt.

the touch to her forehead has her breathing out the breath she's been holding, her eyes refocusing upwards to meet the gaze that's been watching her so attentively. perhaps she's mistaking hunger for adoration but it doesn't really matter at this point. he's here with her now despite his earlier trepidation. he could have easily left but didn't. the inevitability of him getting tangled up with someone this evening didn't need to be with her, yet here she is anyway.

she's still somewhat tense, but that's just how she always is; it doesn't help that their difference in size has her on the more petite end either. not that it stops her from trailing the same path she'd taken with her heel earlier, hooking her legs around his hips like she doesn't intend to let him go so soon.

wildcat, was it? but how sweetly does she brush her lips over his, not quite claiming them just yet since she'd like to say something first.
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See? I can take you just fine.

( like he didn't need to work for every inch. still, she gloats. she'll also be taking that kiss now as she urges him on with a slow, testing grind of her hips; a not so quiet demand to fuck his praise into her already. )