[this feedback loop is so dangerous, because when she feels his arousal jump, her own responds in kind, a sort of possessive, fierce desire. hers, hers, hers. he's not always hers, and that's okay, she doesn't mind, but here and now, he is hers to do what she wants with, and it drives her to not tease in the least.
off his pants go, to the floor, and she reaches back for her dress pile again, thinking on her feet. if he's watching, she has a bottle of lube that she's just resting here for now. not that she expects him to really pay attention to anything but her for a moment. because once his pants are off, she doesn't waste time in taking him in hand, and running her tongue along the head of his length, warm and velvet.
she has no patience whatsoever. the combination of the suit and the fact that she can feel what he does is most definitely a factor.]
[ yeah, no. gu yun is intimately familiar with lup’s tongue and all of the magic it can do in this situation, considering while his senses were still gone she blew his mind barely a few days ago. the memory comes back unbidden, and he inhales sharply, pleasant warmth flooding through his muscles at the touch. he completely misses whatever she’s fiddling with in her hand.
comfortable, though, he settles into place and catches onto lup’s utter want. it’s hot, makes the warm touch of her hand feel amplified, and gu yun arches just a bit up into the heat of her mouth, not trying to press too much more but also already craving more and at a much faster rate than usual. Horny feedback loop! ]
[this is something she likes doing - if only because it always makes him squirm. she tucks her hair behind her ear and slides down, running the flat of her tongue along the underside of his length and then taking him entirely in her mouth. she sucks light and easy, pinning his hip to the bed so that he doesn't jerk too hard upwards. not that she minds if he does, she just likes that little bit of extra control.
she has Plans, but for now, she focuses on working him up, settling between his legs and languidly bobbing her head, very clearly enjoying herself.]
[ oh, this is fine. they could really do this all night and he absolutely would not complain. the immediate feedback is a low, coursing warmth and the sensation of pleasure sweeping easy through his veins, with a hint of anticipation around the edges. he's used to a little tease in bed, now that he's been with lup enough times, and certainly returns the favor; gu yun isn't an impatient man, but it's much harder to resist when he can feel how much lup is enjoying herself, too.
at first, he tips his head back and makes a soft noise when she takes him in her mouth, shifting against the bed and the arm pinning him to the bed, though not enough to jerk. it's just instinct, guiding his motions as gu yun drops a hand to card through her hair in a non verbal that's good, right there. ]
[it's a slow start, because she's really just trying to get him to relax. there's a little purr of good at the hand in her hair, her eyes closed. her ear twitches at the little sound he makes too, and it's encouragement to slide down a little further, to gently and loosely stroke what she can't reach. it's easy enough to just lose herself in the motion, swirling her tongue, taking her time.
she waits until he's starting to really squirm before she pauses, pulling off with a shiver.]
Hey. [she says, low, soft, fingers trailing down to gently stroke against his entrance, though she doesn't press - she's not a monster, she's not doing this without lube, she just wants to make him aware of what she's going to do before just doing it.] Done this part before?
[ he does indeed get very squirmy - gu yun's breath picks up and he nudges up into her mouth again, the muscles in his thighs twitching as he lets his thoughts spin away from him for a little while. lup's good just ricochets through him and draws another noise from his mouth, a quiet groan when she swirls her tongue just right, everything just amplified by the strange effect of this week. he wants to chase that building sensation of warmth and the velvet, perfect heat of her mouth - and there's a definite, brief sense of loss and the extra push of temptation as lup pulls off of him.
he exhales, eyes fluttering back open again to glance down at her properly.
... and then he snorts and quips, dryly; ] What do you think Molly and I get up to, games of weiqi by the fireside?
[ maybe you should gag him
... but underneath that shitty layer of sarcasm, there is a very definite thrill that goes through him, so. ]
Quit it, you menace. I'm not going to just shove a finger in without asking. [:unamused: but anyway she uncaps her lube bottle, and sucks a hickey into his thigh as punishment. also i need you to know he's going to have a lot of sinjuries on saturday.]
he yelps when he gets bitten, though it's mostly just out of surprise, and then tilts his head back and just laughs, breathless and clearly pleased with himself, even if it's wrapped in the low heat of arousal as the hickey comes a few moments later. ]
I'm just saying. Seven weeks here, I'm becoming an expert.
I bet. [sometimes she forgets that he was inexperienced, so like, a plus for him.
she hums, coating her fingers, and then easily takes him back in her mouth as she presses a finger inside him. she's not slow, but she's not rough either - she doesn't want to hurt him unless he wants to be hurt, really. the emotions rolling off of her are curious, eager, all wrapped in arousal and heat, a desire to make him feel good, to show him how she feels with actions if she can't always do it with words.
she's not nervous at all, though. this, she knows, she's good at.]
anyway. this isn't unfamiliar at all - the first push is always a stranger sensation, and she'll hear the steadying breath he takes before it scatters off, easily distracted by the magic warmth of her mouth, pulling him right back to where they were just minutes before. that want flickers up again, responding easily to hers, and he slides his hands back down to thread into her hair as they were before, settling back against the pillows and closing his eyes.
at the moment, gu yun's trying to relax and not overthink, which is absolutely something he does at most hours of the day. it's not the first time, but it's definitely the first time like this with lup - this will even be his first experience with a toy, amazingly - so, in a lot of ways, lup is still showing him the ropes.
but, everything he's learned from lup so far has been pretty fucking amazing, so. there's no anxiety or worry, just a little internal yelling. ]
she really likes his hands in her hair, if the flicker of yes that he gets is any indication. determined to make him not think, she pulls back just enough to just lick him - a long, wet stroke along the underside, from the base of him right to the tip. immediately after she slides down as far as she can go and then back up again, gently rocking her finger back and forth inside him.
maybe she holds down his hip with her free hand, just as a precaution. she's a little relentless with her assault, here.]
relentless is the perfect word for it. feeling lup’s immediate satisfaction and then, not a moment later suddenly feeling the heat of her mouth encasing him near fully - he groans, this time, the noise unblocked and unbidden, emotions flaring up into pleased, wanting arousal. His hips twitch upwards right into her grip, and he finds no purchase or ability to move (he could, probably, if he really wanted to, but right now, his full trust is in lup’s hands. his precious control, for the moment handed over.)
another noise joins the first, low and wanting. he takes a sharp breath, arching up at his back where his hips can’t move, and curls his fingers tighter, giving a pull as if he can try and tug himself closer. that, and it’s an automatic share of satisfaction, though the tumbling coaster of desire he’s going through at the moment seems to be a much better indicator. he’s not quite at no thinking, but, it’s at least drifting that way. ]
she's also impatient, which is why after a couple of moments she's pressing a second finger inside him to join the first, moving up to suck gently at the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around him and along the slit, and then back down. when he arches, there's a sharp spike of pleasure that thrills through her, a bit of smugness, a bit of satisfaction at the fact that she's getting these reactions out of him.
his precious control - she knows what it means, and even though she's smug, there's a softness underneath all of it. he trusts her and she holds onto that tightly, for now and for later. carefully, she warms herself up, her fingers slick and easy as she can make it, rocking and pressing.]
[ gu yun isn't usually noisy at all - the only exception was maybe last week, and even then, it's only because he couldn't hear what he sounded like. but, he's already experienced the intensity of an indulgence this week, and it's a little harder to manage than gu yun ever really anticipated. he probably shouldn't be surprised that trying something new with lup is just as wild.
his hips twitch up with the rhythm that's being built here, as much as he can as she's holding him down, up into her mouth, into the curl of her fingertips. it slides from a little intrusive and uncomfortable to something much more pleasurable, friction starting to build up as her hands, literally, get warmer. that much gets a soft hiss out of him of realization, and he manages a breathless half laugh of, ] Hell, Lup - [ because of course, why not. why not take advantage of firepower for something like that!
it comes with a pleased tug of her hair, too, and a few more of those unbidden, quiet sounds, not quite desperate, but definitely wanting, cheek turning into the pillow under his head, eyes fluttering shut. ]
[a spike of amusement flickers through her, but she doesn't say anything because her mouth is full, and she's polite.
she can feel the moment that it starts to build from something uncomfortable to something good, and that's - really useful, actually? it's good to know that she's not working off of body language alone. he pulls her hair, and she sighs out a noise, a hum of a sound that definitely gives him a bit of vibration to go with the way she presses a little deeper inside him, stretching him gently with warm fingers. hair tugging is definitely something she's into - the tactile part of her buzzes with the tug, her ear flicking.
and actually she has to pause for just a moment, absently licking at him as she watches his cheek turn to the side. it's a good look, and the wave of want that hits her is heavy and hot, and most of all, impatient. she lets go of his hip.]
well, she's at least nice enough to let go. instinct kicks in immediately, combined with the hum and the pleasant vibration of her voice against his sensitive skin; gu yun's hips jerk pretty much immediately, burying his hands tighter in her hair and hissing out a swear as she pulls off and he presses up into those magic, warm fingers, seeking out more. this isn't unfamiliar, and by now he's more than used to the process, and the way it practically put stars in his eyes when the angle of it is just right. his emotions are just as responsive, desire feeding on desire as he takes a hitching breath and turns his face into the pillows a little further, cheeks flushed, mouth open.
it's not quite thrashing, but lup's impatience butts up against his own, and it makes it so much easier to just let go a little, to push up into that want want want, edging dangerously towards take take take. ]
wow, though, the sight of him. the way he almost writhes, the way his pleasure comes in bursts and pangs - she's feeling it in stereo, and it makes her shiver. she almost wants to make him come like this, see the way he looks completely undone over and over, but she behaves herself for now. she's got a mission, and she intends to follow through on it. besides, she's about ready to lose her mind here from not being touched.
take take take. she stretches him a bit more for good measure, sucking lightly, and then finally pulls back entirely, fingers slipping out of him. the room is warm with how overheated she is, and for a moment she just watches him with a hungry look.
and then she shifts backwards to grab her things. a harness, and a purple dildo because she thinks she's funny. she settles between his legs so she can put it on, though she glances at him with a ping of amusement. he's welcome to help her or he can just, you know, watch her, she likes both.]
[ that feels good, really good - and there's a definitely feeling of loss when lup pulls away. gu yun exhales, his chest shuddering with the motion, and tilts his head over to look at her again, eyes dark, hair completely wrecked out of it's low ponytail, red from his cheeks down in splotches to his neck. the anticipation crests and leaves him wanting, and he makes a grab for his composure to try and say something.
... but that doesn't last long, because he glances down and all of the words in his mouth just pretty much die immediately and that hot ache of want doesn't go away - but his entire face does turn red and he wheezes a laugh, reaching up to put his forearm over his eyes.
however, emotionally, there's absolutely no rejection - that thread of want remains, even as it is joined by a brief moment of hysteria and "oh this is really happening oh what is that what the hell have i gotten myself into" but that's mostly because he's just an embarrassed, giant baby. ]
[it makes her laugh, but it's sweet. it's not meant to make fun of him, she's just utterly, thoroughly tickled by the sensation of aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that she's getting from him. she doesn't waste a whole lot of time putting the harness on - she's pretty good at it? wow.
and then she leans over him so she can kiss him on the nose, and then the cheek, and then the lips. affection and want rolls off her in waves.]
Stop. [ he mutters, cheeks pinkening even further underneath his arm. he lifts it when she comes closer, though, feeling the warmth off of her come closer, and allows the little kisses, turning his face up into it.
...and the feelings too, warm and affectionate. those feed back in their own way, too, creating a loop, though it's got a healthy sprinkling of embarrassment on top. his ears are bright red.
after a moment, he presses another kiss to her mouth, though, soft and sweet. the want is still there, too, coursing underneath it all, and he shifts on the bed a bit, anticipation more physical than emotional. ]
[she sighs, pleased, and meets that kiss with one of her own. it's soft and sweet to match, but she eventually coaxes his mouth open and deepens it, relaxed. her fingers drag down his chest and rest on his hip, stroking the skin there.]
Mm. [she rumbles, pulling back just enough to speak against his mouth.] Ready?
[ im glad i was like maybe i shouldnt backtag this i hope i dont overwhelm her and then got a tag back heh
the coaxing brings back that sort of anticipatory hum - the kiss itself is deep and slow, and only succeeds in making everything feel sticky warm and wanting. gu yun will never beg (he is far to suiting for his aspect for it) but there's a twinge in his emotional feedback that is complaining a little at the loss and reaching back out for it with a shade of almost pleading, as his body naturally rises a little into the slow stroke of her hand down his body, asking without asking. he has to take a second to steady himself, eyes shut when lup pulls back the barest bit, trying to force his emotions back into some semblance of control so he can be smooth.
emotion share does, a little bit, ruin the effect of his low, purred repetition of - ] Fuck me. [ but, at least there's no confusion as to whether he wants it or not. ]
asking without asking - she feels it, and it makes her shiver, sends a wave of heat through her. there's something to be said about knowing someone wants you, knowing that they can't stop themselves from trying to get whatever touch you give them. she steals one more kiss, and then shifts, nudging his thighs apart properly.
it takes just a second for her to shift, to rearrange her position long enough to slick the dildo, which she does in a pretty business-like manner. she's not super interested in drawing out this part, since she's impatient and doesn't get much out of it. she does warm it up, though, because he's spoiled. but once she's satisfied, she pushes his leg up just a little to get a better angle, and curls over him as she starts to press inside him.]
[ he really is spoiled, actually, this is terrible
as someone who generally prides himself on playing it perfectly cool 99% of the time (with the occasional slip up - see, the minute someone starts crying) emotion share has been sort of a strange effect for gu yun. he usually tends to muffle himself and his reactions, for one of a million different reasons, but even without the share, it's difficult to keep everything back at the very first press. his head tilts back into the pillows, mouth falling open and eyes nearly rolling back before they flutter shut, and that feeling of cresting, wanting anticipation tips downwards into a low push of hazy pleasure, sending warmth into his veins and across that feedback connection.
it takes some getting used to, bigger than her fingers; gu yun shuts his mouth again and bites his lower lip, hard, hands dropping into the sheets and curling the fabric up between his knuckles, back arching. the pressure's good, though, and as she pushes forward, his hips come up, up, a rare impatience. drawing on lup's, from the emotions being shared between them, likely, he reaches up and catches the back of her neck to pull her down towards him for a kiss, partially trying to smother some of that reaction and partially because he just needs one, needs to get out some of that wanting, wanting energy, needs to do something in this situation. it's messy and open mouthed from the get go, powered by the desire to get moving and give into that heady sensation of full, wanting pleasure, hissing a muffled ] Fuck.
[god, she's really never going to be able to fuck again without emotionshare, this makes it so much more intense.
he wants, and it rises up in her and has her gasping. she isn't expecting the kiss, but she feeds into it eagerly, just as messy, breathless and clumsy. he arches up and she just - doesn't stop? she doesn't stop, meeting the way his hips lift into hers, dragging forward until she's fully pressed inside him to the hilt. she does pause then, just to let him adjust, but she can't help herself; she grinds her hips just a little, enough to get friction on her side.
the fuck gets a full-bodied shiver. she breaks the kiss long enough to murmur something against his jaw, something that almost sounds like good boy. she smears bites and kisses against his jaw and then comes back to his mouth, biting his lip. more kiss. she wants more kiss, before she moves.]
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off his pants go, to the floor, and she reaches back for her dress pile again, thinking on her feet. if he's watching, she has a bottle of lube that she's just resting here for now. not that she expects him to really pay attention to anything but her for a moment. because once his pants are off, she doesn't waste time in taking him in hand, and running her tongue along the head of his length, warm and velvet.
she has no patience whatsoever. the combination of the suit and the fact that she can feel what he does is most definitely a factor.]
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comfortable, though, he settles into place and catches onto lup’s utter want. it’s hot, makes the warm touch of her hand feel amplified, and gu yun arches just a bit up into the heat of her mouth, not trying to press too much more but also already craving more and at a much faster rate than usual. Horny feedback loop! ]
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she has Plans, but for now, she focuses on working him up, settling between his legs and languidly bobbing her head, very clearly enjoying herself.]
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at first, he tips his head back and makes a soft noise when she takes him in her mouth, shifting against the bed and the arm pinning him to the bed, though not enough to jerk. it's just instinct, guiding his motions as gu yun drops a hand to card through her hair in a non verbal that's good, right there. ]
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she waits until he's starting to really squirm before she pauses, pulling off with a shiver.]
Hey. [she says, low, soft, fingers trailing down to gently stroke against his entrance, though she doesn't press - she's not a monster, she's not doing this without lube, she just wants to make him aware of what she's going to do before just doing it.] Done this part before?
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he exhales, eyes fluttering back open again to glance down at her properly.
... and then he snorts and quips, dryly; ] What do you think Molly and I get up to, games of weiqi by the fireside?
[ maybe you should gag him
... but underneath that shitty layer of sarcasm, there is a very definite thrill that goes through him, so. ]
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Quit it, you menace. I'm not going to just shove a finger in without asking. [:unamused: but anyway she uncaps her lube bottle, and sucks a hickey into his thigh as punishment. also i need you to know he's going to have a lot of sinjuries on saturday.]
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he yelps when he gets bitten, though it's mostly just out of surprise, and then tilts his head back and just laughs, breathless and clearly pleased with himself, even if it's wrapped in the low heat of arousal as the hickey comes a few moments later. ]
I'm just saying. Seven weeks here, I'm becoming an expert.
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she hums, coating her fingers, and then easily takes him back in her mouth as she presses a finger inside him. she's not slow, but she's not rough either - she doesn't want to hurt him unless he wants to be hurt, really. the emotions rolling off of her are curious, eager, all wrapped in arousal and heat, a desire to make him feel good, to show him how she feels with actions if she can't always do it with words.
she's not nervous at all, though. this, she knows, she's good at.]
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anyway. this isn't unfamiliar at all - the first push is always a stranger sensation, and she'll hear the steadying breath he takes before it scatters off, easily distracted by the magic warmth of her mouth, pulling him right back to where they were just minutes before. that want flickers up again, responding easily to hers, and he slides his hands back down to thread into her hair as they were before, settling back against the pillows and closing his eyes.
at the moment, gu yun's trying to relax and not overthink, which is absolutely something he does at most hours of the day. it's not the first time, but it's definitely the first time like this with lup - this will even be his first experience with a toy, amazingly - so, in a lot of ways, lup is still showing him the ropes.
but, everything he's learned from lup so far has been pretty fucking amazing, so. there's no anxiety or worry, just a little internal yelling. ]
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she really likes his hands in her hair, if the flicker of yes that he gets is any indication. determined to make him not think, she pulls back just enough to just lick him - a long, wet stroke along the underside, from the base of him right to the tip. immediately after she slides down as far as she can go and then back up again, gently rocking her finger back and forth inside him.
maybe she holds down his hip with her free hand, just as a precaution. she's a little relentless with her assault, here.]
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relentless is the perfect word for it. feeling lup’s immediate satisfaction and then, not a moment later suddenly feeling the heat of her mouth encasing him near fully - he groans, this time, the noise unblocked and unbidden, emotions flaring up into pleased, wanting arousal. His hips twitch upwards right into her grip, and he finds no purchase or ability to move (he could, probably, if he really wanted to, but right now, his full trust is in lup’s hands. his precious control, for the moment handed over.)
another noise joins the first, low and wanting. he takes a sharp breath, arching up at his back where his hips can’t move, and curls his fingers tighter, giving a pull as if he can try and tug himself closer. that, and it’s an automatic share of satisfaction, though the tumbling coaster of desire he’s going through at the moment seems to be a much better indicator. he’s not quite at no thinking, but, it’s at least drifting that way. ]
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she's also impatient, which is why after a couple of moments she's pressing a second finger inside him to join the first, moving up to suck gently at the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around him and along the slit, and then back down. when he arches, there's a sharp spike of pleasure that thrills through her, a bit of smugness, a bit of satisfaction at the fact that she's getting these reactions out of him.
his precious control - she knows what it means, and even though she's smug, there's a softness underneath all of it. he trusts her and she holds onto that tightly, for now and for later. carefully, she warms herself up, her fingers slick and easy as she can make it, rocking and pressing.]
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his hips twitch up with the rhythm that's being built here, as much as he can as she's holding him down, up into her mouth, into the curl of her fingertips. it slides from a little intrusive and uncomfortable to something much more pleasurable, friction starting to build up as her hands, literally, get warmer. that much gets a soft hiss out of him of realization, and he manages a breathless half laugh of, ] Hell, Lup - [ because of course, why not. why not take advantage of firepower for something like that!
it comes with a pleased tug of her hair, too, and a few more of those unbidden, quiet sounds, not quite desperate, but definitely wanting, cheek turning into the pillow under his head, eyes fluttering shut. ]
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she can feel the moment that it starts to build from something uncomfortable to something good, and that's - really useful, actually? it's good to know that she's not working off of body language alone. he pulls her hair, and she sighs out a noise, a hum of a sound that definitely gives him a bit of vibration to go with the way she presses a little deeper inside him, stretching him gently with warm fingers. hair tugging is definitely something she's into - the tactile part of her buzzes with the tug, her ear flicking.
and actually she has to pause for just a moment, absently licking at him as she watches his cheek turn to the side. it's a good look, and the wave of want that hits her is heavy and hot, and most of all, impatient. she lets go of his hip.]
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well, she's at least nice enough to let go. instinct kicks in immediately, combined with the hum and the pleasant vibration of her voice against his sensitive skin; gu yun's hips jerk pretty much immediately, burying his hands tighter in her hair and hissing out a swear as she pulls off and he presses up into those magic, warm fingers, seeking out more. this isn't unfamiliar, and by now he's more than used to the process, and the way it practically put stars in his eyes when the angle of it is just right. his emotions are just as responsive, desire feeding on desire as he takes a hitching breath and turns his face into the pillows a little further, cheeks flushed, mouth open.
it's not quite thrashing, but lup's impatience butts up against his own, and it makes it so much easier to just let go a little, to push up into that want want want, edging dangerously towards take take take. ]
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wow, though, the sight of him. the way he almost writhes, the way his pleasure comes in bursts and pangs - she's feeling it in stereo, and it makes her shiver. she almost wants to make him come like this, see the way he looks completely undone over and over, but she behaves herself for now. she's got a mission, and she intends to follow through on it. besides, she's about ready to lose her mind here from not being touched.
take take take. she stretches him a bit more for good measure, sucking lightly, and then finally pulls back entirely, fingers slipping out of him. the room is warm with how overheated she is, and for a moment she just watches him with a hungry look.
and then she shifts backwards to grab her things. a harness, and a purple dildo because she thinks she's funny. she settles between his legs so she can put it on, though she glances at him with a ping of amusement. he's welcome to help her or he can just, you know, watch her, she likes both.]
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... but that doesn't last long, because he glances down and all of the words in his mouth just pretty much die immediately and that hot ache of want doesn't go away - but his entire face does turn red and he wheezes a laugh, reaching up to put his forearm over his eyes.
however, emotionally, there's absolutely no rejection - that thread of want remains, even as it is joined by a brief moment of hysteria and "oh this is really happening oh what is that what the hell have i gotten myself into" but that's mostly because he's just an embarrassed, giant baby. ]
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and then she leans over him so she can kiss him on the nose, and then the cheek, and then the lips. affection and want rolls off her in waves.]
Cute. [she tells him, soft.]
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...and the feelings too, warm and affectionate. those feed back in their own way, too, creating a loop, though it's got a healthy sprinkling of embarrassment on top. his ears are bright red.
after a moment, he presses another kiss to her mouth, though, soft and sweet. the want is still there, too, coursing underneath it all, and he shifts on the bed a bit, anticipation more physical than emotional. ]
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Mm. [she rumbles, pulling back just enough to speak against his mouth.] Ready?
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the coaxing brings back that sort of anticipatory hum - the kiss itself is deep and slow, and only succeeds in making everything feel sticky warm and wanting. gu yun will never beg (he is far to suiting for his aspect for it) but there's a twinge in his emotional feedback that is complaining a little at the loss and reaching back out for it with a shade of almost pleading, as his body naturally rises a little into the slow stroke of her hand down his body, asking without asking. he has to take a second to steady himself, eyes shut when lup pulls back the barest bit, trying to force his emotions back into some semblance of control so he can be smooth.
emotion share does, a little bit, ruin the effect of his low, purred repetition of - ] Fuck me. [ but, at least there's no confusion as to whether he wants it or not. ]
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asking without asking - she feels it, and it makes her shiver, sends a wave of heat through her. there's something to be said about knowing someone wants you, knowing that they can't stop themselves from trying to get whatever touch you give them. she steals one more kiss, and then shifts, nudging his thighs apart properly.
it takes just a second for her to shift, to rearrange her position long enough to slick the dildo, which she does in a pretty business-like manner. she's not super interested in drawing out this part, since she's impatient and doesn't get much out of it. she does warm it up, though, because he's spoiled. but once she's satisfied, she pushes his leg up just a little to get a better angle, and curls over him as she starts to press inside him.]
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as someone who generally prides himself on playing it perfectly cool 99% of the time (with the occasional slip up - see, the minute someone starts crying) emotion share has been sort of a strange effect for gu yun. he usually tends to muffle himself and his reactions, for one of a million different reasons, but even without the share, it's difficult to keep everything back at the very first press. his head tilts back into the pillows, mouth falling open and eyes nearly rolling back before they flutter shut, and that feeling of cresting, wanting anticipation tips downwards into a low push of hazy pleasure, sending warmth into his veins and across that feedback connection.
it takes some getting used to, bigger than her fingers; gu yun shuts his mouth again and bites his lower lip, hard, hands dropping into the sheets and curling the fabric up between his knuckles, back arching. the pressure's good, though, and as she pushes forward, his hips come up, up, a rare impatience. drawing on lup's, from the emotions being shared between them, likely, he reaches up and catches the back of her neck to pull her down towards him for a kiss, partially trying to smother some of that reaction and partially because he just needs one, needs to get out some of that wanting, wanting energy, needs to do something in this situation. it's messy and open mouthed from the get go, powered by the desire to get moving and give into that heady sensation of full, wanting pleasure, hissing a muffled ] Fuck.
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he wants, and it rises up in her and has her gasping. she isn't expecting the kiss, but she feeds into it eagerly, just as messy, breathless and clumsy. he arches up and she just - doesn't stop? she doesn't stop, meeting the way his hips lift into hers, dragging forward until she's fully pressed inside him to the hilt. she does pause then, just to let him adjust, but she can't help herself; she grinds her hips just a little, enough to get friction on her side.
the fuck gets a full-bodied shiver. she breaks the kiss long enough to murmur something against his jaw, something that almost sounds like good boy. she smears bites and kisses against his jaw and then comes back to his mouth, biting his lip. more kiss. she wants more kiss, before she moves.]
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