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[mrsnose]

Hello. [And then, the pause. The slight blush to her cheeks, that she's going to ignore and so should you.]

Right, I was going to ask - for something. [Another pause, enough to worry her lips between her teeth for a moment, then nod to herself and straighten up.]

This 'modern concept' [Air quotes] called 'dating' [Air quotes] how does it go? How is it any different from - from courtship, or wooing? And on that note, are things so different in this world? I am...beginning to think I come from what would be considered a very outdated place. There's so many things that boggle the mind here, but today I'm just going to ask about this one.

Purely out of curiosity, of course.

[ooc; Not purely out of curiosity. Someone needs the Modern Day Sex Talk.]

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[conesoldstober]

[He pulls back for a moment, leaning his forehead against hers. Just checking in.]

Everything going well so far?

[mrsnose]

[Why did the kissing stop? Oh - she blinks her eyes open again, nuzzles his nose with the side of her own.]

Couldn't be better. Probably...

[conesoldstober]

Probably? I must be doing something wrong.

[Excuse him as he attaches his mouth to under her jawline.]

[mrsnose]

[Well. Issuing a challenge certainly worked like a charm, didn't it? She notes that down for later use - and tilts her head back with a happy sigh, as her fingers run through his hair.]

Improving...

[conesoldstober]

[He keeps going, trailing from her jawline to behind her ear.]

Keep talking.

[mrsnose]

Tal - oh - [She sucks in her breath, fingers tightening around his hair, twisting without thinking, more lost in the pleasure he causes than in the pain she might cause him.] Why?

[conesoldstober]

I'm still working out what you like. It helps if you're vocal.

[mrsnose]

That sounds possitively provocative...[And she's blushing for it. But, she pauses for a moment.] What am I supposed to say?

[conesoldstober]

[He stops to raise an eyebrow at her.]

We're in your bedroom, and you're worried about sounding too provocative?

[mrsnose]

...right. [She gives him a sheepish smile, shrugging in agreement. But, then - she pauses. There's something missing.]

I know almost nothing about what you like.

[conesoldstober]

One thing you ought to learn about men, Sophie, if that there's very few things they generally actively object to in this situation.

[mrsnose]

Regardless. [She turns them around, and has him sitting in two seconds flat; hands still on his shoulders, she looks down at him with all the aloof consideration she can fake, before breaking into a smile.] It will help if you're vocal.

[conesoldstober]

[Both arms loop around her waist so he can pull her closer until she's standing between his legs.]

You learn to quickly. It's becoming a problem.

[mrsnose]

I'd call it an advantage. A blessing. [Quips it with a smile on her lips and lets herself fall, pushing him down on her bed and taking a very comfortable position against his chest. Well. If Fanny saw her now.

(To the dogs with Fanny, who cared about Fanny right now?)] Think of the things I'll master under your tutelage. [A pause - she's having too much fun with these quips, really - a smirk.

She leans up and presses her lips to the corner of his mouth.]]

[conesoldstober]

I have a feeling it might be going both ways.

[Well since she is lying on top of him, he lets his hands wander down a little lower.]

[mrsnose]

[Well, she won't be complaining about that just yet, although these modern dresses certainly leave the layers between clothes and skin down to the bare minimum, apparently. Instead, she lifts her head and watches him for a few moments, as the blush settles on her cheeks, before dipping down again, to press her mouth to the side of his neck.]

[conesoldstober]

[kjvbkejb. She really is learning unfairly quickly, this irritating woman. He takes a sharp breath in at that, adam's apple bobbing in his throat. She may feel some stubble under her lips, since he's still not entirely used to shaving without magic yet. His hands take a firmer grip on her bottom, more grateful than ever for her new wardrobe.]

My earlier point still stands.

[mrsnose]

[She could grow far too addicted to this, far too quickly. That is, if she hasn't, already. The intake of breath from his side prompts a self-satisfied hum from hers, the sound reverberating against his skin. But the hands - there - definitely distracting.]

What point? [She murmurs against his skin, the moves lower, closer to the collar of his shirt, and presses another kiss there because he tastes good.] I forgot you used words. [And another one.]

[conesoldstober]

On second thought, I don't think they were terribly important.

[HNNNNNG.]

[mrsnose]

No, no - [Oh, now she's going to do that just because of his reaction. Two more kisses, one for each no; third one's for luck.] Please remind me.

[conesoldstober]

[She really is far too pleased with herself to be allowed. His grip is firm enough on her now that it takes him almost nothing to spin them around, pining her against the mattress as he looks down with a grin.]

You are completely insufferable, have I told you that yet today?

[mrsnose]

Oh! [She has to move her hands up to brush the hair that ended up in her face with the sudden turn away. All things considered, the looks she manages to give him is rather innocent.]

You may have, I think. But you suffer me either way.

[conesoldstober]

I clearly have a masochistic streak I haven't explored yet.

[He gives her another grin as he leans down to kiss her again, shuffling them up a little further onto the bed.]

[mrsnose]

[The shuffling on both sides causes some friction that is so so so very interesting, has her muffling a hum against his lips again, parting hers to grant him access almost inmediately.]

[conesoldstober]

[He gets them settled on her pillows before he deepens it, tongue darting out to taste her before he pulls back.]

You'll tell me when you're ready to stop, alright?