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[There’s no visual, but as you open this feed the first thing that can be heard is a low moan of a woman, obviously sounding relaxed, but also very pleasured.]

…Please, do that again.

So that was good? Do you want it a bit harder?

Yes, just a little bit harder, Rita…Maybe a little faster as well…

All right. Tell me if it's too much, okay? Now...how's...this? [There's a little grunt now.]

[Nothing is said, instead a squeak as she hits the right spot.] Yes, that’s wonderful. [Her voice is laced in pleasure, another low moan follows. ] Just a little more…!

[Rita sounds a bit breathless for her part.] Okay. Right here. Does that feel good?

Ah, yes! [A cry rings out, lingering on before Estelle sounds rather breathless as well…] That felt amazing. Should we switch now? [A creak of a bed can be heard.]

Yeah- [Rita sounds pretty eager! There's some more creaking, the rustling of sheets...] I mean, you were really into it...And you've done this way more than I have.

Well, I got a lot of practice back at the hot springs, so I think I’m rather good at it now. [She sure sounds proud of herself, and now the creaking ceases.]

I bet you'll be amazing, Estelle. [She makes a comfortable sigh.] Here, I'm ready for you.

[...and then audio shuts off]

[ooc: Just two friends giving each other back massages. :|b Red is Rita and pink is Estelle.]

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[ But when they're in the right position, he can feel it-- she's so hot. ]

Y-yeah, let's do it.

[ He's too needy to not just push into her a second later, slipping in easily as he moves up against her despite the position. And it's--it's different from just having her hand (or his)-- it's hot and... His cheek stays against her neck as he keeps trying to move for more, breathing too heavily to kiss her again, though his hand moves back up to the spot it was before. No reason she can't have both... ]

[She gasps when he pushes in, her nails digging into his chest. It's...a strange sensation, to feel him inside her like this, but it's not unpleasant, and she groans as he keeps moving, feeling him sliding--it's making her want him so much more, and she starts trying to grind her hips to meet him.

--And even that's before he starts touching her again, to which she responds with a frantic jerk and a moan of his name. It's harder to move steadily, but she doesn't want him to stop.]

[ Hearing his name from her never fails to turn him on and make him want her more. His voice turns shaky as her nails dig into his chest, but he can't even mind the pain right now. ]

More... Rita-

[ Just more and more. His hips just about move on their own as he tries to meet hers with every movement. It's a little weird, but it feels amazing to him more than anything. She's amazing. His fingers continue to rub her as frantically as she's jerking back. ]

Keep--Tyr...

[There's no way she can get out a full sentence right now. It's uneven and frantic, but she tries to give him more, lifting and dropping faster and harder while grabbing onto one of his shoulders for purchase. Just more, more, more...]

[ This is how he likes it. He couldn't think of anything more complex than that himself. Her name comes out as several gasps as she moves faster. More and more and more and more is all he wants, and he can hardly keep his hands steady now- it takes a bit of willpower to actually keep moving for her. Everything is just feels so amazing. ]

[And she keeps going and going as she hears him say her name in that way she loves. There's nothing else she can think about right now but keeping up that friction between them and the increasing tension with each slide of him inside her or brush of his fingers over her.]

[ He buries his face into her shoulder again, feeling like he could be at his limit soon enough, and gives clumsy kisses along the side of her neck as he keeps going with her. Even now he still wants more of her--or maybe because it's now that he wants more of her. ]

[She groans his name and finally seems to remember her other hand enough to give his nipple a clumsy tug. She feels like she just can't get enough of Tyr right now, even as she moves against him as hard as she can.]

[ That tug makes him bite down in surprise and jerk more against her, going as far as he can. His hand leaves her breast to wrap around her head to steady himself a little - almost mirroring his leg trying to curl around her hips - as he just keeps trying to go harder and deeper and have as much of her as he can. His thoughts are all on her; even if someone came in right now, he doesn't think he'd care enough to stop. ]

[The sound she makes in response is a strangled half-gasp half-moan as it all brings her right to the edge. She's there, so close, just needs more of him--she grinds her hips into him again and again and grips his shoulder hard until her tension breaks with a low cry of his name, and her movements become jerky and shallow.]

Rita-

[ He gasps when he realises she's reached her limit - he can practically feel it like her can hear it - and he knows he's so close himself. There's still something so unreal about getting to this point with her and hearing her cry his name.

But he can't even feel selfish about how he keeps moves against her more desperately, just moaning into her shoulder. ]

Don't stop...

[ He wants her so much. He just needs a little more. Just for her nails to dig into his skin a little more and her body to move against him a little more and... ]

T-Tyr...

[With every thrust, her inner muscles are still rocked by spasms. It's so much but so good, and she doesn't think she could stop moving even if she wanted to. She keeps moving against him, and abruptly leans in to take a rough nip at his jawline as she grips his shoulder and digs her nails into his chest.]

[ And it feels so good. He repeats her name in a chocked gasp as she's that much more rough with him, and he can't believe the little, desperate sounds that follow. She's just amazing. Everything about her.

So close. He's so close, and when his own tension bursts, he can't even muffle his own cry of her name, though he turns his head and grips at her hair like a support. ]

Rita... [ He says her name like a plea as he keeps holding her while his body finally goes limp like all his energy has been spent. ]

[Part of her doesn't ever want to stop. She keeps trying to move as long as she can, even after he's spent, but she knows they've finished, and slowly winds down.

And then comes the realization: they did it. They really had sex. She almost can't believe it--can't believe how wonderful Tyr was, how much she needed to feel him.]

Tyr...Tyr...

[She doesn't even know what more to say just yet, just slumps bonelessly against him as the adrenaline drains away. Now she feels pretty satisfied.]

Rita...

[ Her name comes so easily now. Part of him doesn't even want to pull out. It felt so good he just wants to keep going... With a little reluctance, he pulls his out from between them to wrap it around her hips while his other leg hooks around hers. Their skin feels sticky now that they're just laying against each other, but even if they can't go anymore, he doesn't want to let go of her.

But they really did just do it... They got as close as they could be to each other. His head is spinning too much to think of it more deeply than just they just did that. Just the two of them... ]

[She breath hitches a little as she feels his hand move, and she makes a slight involuntary twitch against him. She can feel the stickiness, too, and maybe it's a little weird, but she doesn't feel like moving to get cleaned up. Staying with Tyr like this is much better.]

We...we did it...

[Herh and stops gripping his shoulder to move up at brush at his hair, while she turns her head slightly to look at the marks her nails left on his chest.]

Are you--I didn't hurt you, right?

Mm... Finally...

[ They did do it... And he can't believe they held back for so long. His hand slips down to her neck as she moves her head. It's kind of nice to play with her hair lazily, too. Nothing feels wrong right now. Nothing at all.

Which is why her question takes him by surprise. The red marks she left on his skin don't even come to mind. ]

What? No... [ But now he is a little concerned. ] It didn't hurt for you, either, did it?

[She feels so content despite how frantic and desperate they were just a few moments ago. Rita thinks this might've just been more relaxing and satisfying than the massage in the long run...]

No, not this time...uh... [She says it before thinking better of it, and then her face burns. Because after that curse had ended--not during the curse--she was a little sore...]

[ They felt his energy drain away with his release, and all he wants to do now is sleep with her. He'd take doing this with her over a massage any day.

As long as it doesn't hurt her. He shifts a little to try to look at her. It seemed like they both liked it last time... The very first time doesn't even come to his mind. ]

So it hurt before?

[She glances up at him with a blush. Why did she even have to say that? At least she feels too lazy to be too awkward about it...]

J-just...after the curse ended. A little.

Ah...

[ At least it was after the curse and not just now... He doesn't think about how it really must have been some sort of pain if she still remembers it now. He just flops back down and reasons: ]

We did it a lot longer before... I was sort of worn out, too...

Y-yeah...It...was some curse.

[She doesn't think she can imagine going again right now--and besides, the curse doesn't matter so much to her, anymore. This is more real. It's completely them.]

Hey, Tyr...I really--I'm glad. Today's just...been amazing.

[ Tyr doesn't know how he got that much stamina for that curse. He feels so content and tired and lazy right now that all he wants to do is lay with her and stroke her back.

And when she says that, he smiles, a warm feeling overcoming everything else. ] I'm glad, too... I'm glad that we...could do this together... All of it.

[She relaxes again and stretches out over him. Right now, warm and fuzzy describes her feelings pretty well.]

Me too. [She lifts her head enough to give him a soft, small kiss, then lays it down on his shoulder.]

...I don't think this is what Estelle meant when she said she thought massages were intimate, but...I liked it.

[ Definitely warm and fuzzy. He laughs a little, giving her a little squeeze. If he turns his head, he can still sort of see her. ]

I like this kind of intimate... She would probably panic if she knew we were intimate like this, though.

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