xistentia | 2 Truths And A Lie; Daemon: Apollod

[ Rose might still struggle with that level of commitment, but- Forever is so far away, isn't it? She doesn't want to think about that right now. Instead, all she wants to think about is that hot kiss to her her thigh, then to her lips after her command.

She likes the taste of it, certainly. But she likes the way 'ma'am' tastes more coming from his lips. Rose could get used to that sound of that. Or mistress, maybe. It's something to consider for later,
at least. ]

Oh, gods, [ she moans into their kiss as he slides inside of her. She's still sensitive, body barely coming down for her first orgasm before being awash again in pleasure. Her arms hook around his neck, legs straddling his hips now to pull him closer and allow him to plunge that much deeper into her. ]

[It's not foremost on his mind right now either - he's much more focused on the taste of her lips, the feel of her still-quivering muscles as he slides into her.

He sighs into the kiss, one arm wrapping securely around her waist, the other hand skimming up her side to cup her breast.

When he starts to move, his thrusts are deep thanks to the angle, but not especially fast or hard yet. Though of course, that will change the moment she asks for it to. Honestly, if she asked at a moment like this, he'd call her 'mistress' in a heartbeat.]

[ He's so warm in all the right types of ways. From his smile to his touch, to just- Everything. She so easily gets lost in it. In him. She always did appreciate the sun more than most though coming from a land of eternal snow.

A decidedly pleased, keen noise passes her lips as he starts to thrust into her. Her pitch is just an octave or so higher than her usual tone. This angle is interesting, new. They'll have to do it again, she thinks, because damn does it feel good. But he knows how much she likes to indulge so between breathless kisses, ] Harder.

[ Emphasized by the dig of her nails into his skin like she's bracing herself for more force. She kisses him again, hungrier than any before. ]

[Oh, he likes that sound, enough that he trails his kisses down along her jaw and neck instead in order to hear better when she makes more of them.

And as always, she asks and he obeys, starting to fuck into her harder the moment she asks for it. He makes a soft, throaty sound as her nails dig into his skin, letting his teeth graze her throat in response.

His arm tightens around her, and since he does know just how much she likes to indulge, the hand on her breast cups it properly, thumb circling and grazing over her nipple.]

[ He doesn't have to wait long to hear it; the second there's more force behind his thrust is when she makes similarly needy noises in quick succession. The pressure of her grip only tightens, an effort to steady herself against the snap of his hips and pleasure flooding her because of it. ]

Yes, [ she breathes out. ] Yes, yes, please. [ She's gotten more vocal in their time together, knowing full well how much it spurs him on. And just like her home in Eudio, they're isolated enough from others that she can get away with it shamelessly.

She shudders at the feeling of his thumb against his nipple, the teeth dragging along her skin. She can already feel a coiling in her stomach for the second time, a bunching of her muscles as she indulges her so. ]

[He makes a low, needy sound as her grip tightens, hips snapping forward reflexively. Spurred on, as always, by her cries, her pleasure feeding into his own.

His grip tightens in turn as she shudders against him, thumb rolling over her nipple again and hips continuing to snap forward. He can feel her muscles starting to twitch and clench around him again already, and that spurs him on as much as her moans do.

It isn't going to be too much longer before he comes himself, but he's determined to see her come for a second time before he lets himself go. Loathe, as ever, to leave her hanging, even if she's already come once thus far.]

[ She'll continue to encourage him with a symphony of sex sounds. With desperate, fervent kisses and an even harsher still dig of her fingernails into his skin. Not enough to draw blood but certainly close. It's likely enough to scratch if they were to jerk or move too suddenly, certainly. ]

I'm, I'm- [ That second 'm' elongates into a strained hum as stars dot her vision. The pleasure of a second orgasm rolls through her body causing her to tense suddenly. Mission accomplished. ]

[And encourage him it does, every last bit of it. The state he's in, even the bite of her nails into his skin is a pleasure.

So he returns those kisses with interest, keeps going as she starts to tremble and that second 'I'm-' elongates into something between a hum and a moan. And when she comes for the second time, he's not far behind her in reaching that peak.]

[ Even through the rolling pleasure of her own orgasm, she can feel him reach his climax as well. It's always such a wonderful feeling, him coming inside her. It leaves her feeling so warm and complete and- Happy. She always is, with Vanyel. Always will be, she thinks, in her more sentimental moments. ]

I think, [ she huffs out, once all's said and done. ] we've officially broken in the kitchen.

[ She laughs after, kissing him earnestly as she can fill his seed seeping out of her gradually onto the cold counter below. They've made quite a mess of things, but- It's fine. Just one of the many hazards of living together. They might still be figuring the in and outs of it all but this? She doesn't mind. ]

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