Rita Mordio (
negativegate) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-01-31 09:27 pm
[audio]
[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.]
…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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Huh? What kind of massage?
[What are you even thinking of, Tyr?]
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A...full body massage. It sounded like that.
[ Times he wishes Rita didn't have a key to his apartment; 1 ]
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Full body...?
[Massaging Estelle everywhere? That doesn't so--wait. Haaaang on.]
...Hey. Are you--y-you're sure you're just thinking of massages?
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I-it's not important...
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[She blurts it out immediately. If the video was on, her face would be so, so red.]
You--you thought we--that-
[She can't even make a coherent sentence right now at the thought. No wonder Tyr sounded so awkward the whole time, but--he really thought that!]
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You would too if you heard that! It sounded... [ No, he isn't going to describe how it sounded! ]
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[Actually, she doesn't want to hear his description or listen to it. It's already awkward enough just realizing what he's been thinking about this entire time.]
Look, I...I-I wouldn't--I mean, Estelle's my friend, but we don't--not like that! I'm...just with you...
[Er. Maybe that's kind of awkward, too, what with this misundstanding.]
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R...right. [ Just with him... Why... ]
I just thought...things were different in your world, and...
[ How does he even respond to that?! ]
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[Rita would never be that casual about it! She hopes Tyr understands that now; she doesn't want him to think she's some kind of weirdo or pervert...]
W-why don't we just forget this whole thing?
[Because it's totally that easy...somehow...But she'd really like to try not thinking about how this all must have sounded to him, especially when she said she was practicing for him--nevermind, maybe she'll just die of embarrassment.]
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[ This is so humiliating... Practicing for him, thinking he'd like it... He wants to crawl into a hole and never show himself again. Part of him thinks he should have never thought that--Estelle didn't seem to be comfortable with the thought before, and Rita...
Well, he doesn't know about Rita, but Estelle should have been enough. He still doesn't think she's a weirdo or a pervert, though...even if he was right, he was starting to accept it!
He clears his throat and tries to...move on. ]
I...still want to try having a massage with you... Not in the way I thought, but-- [ Unless she wants to!? Wait, no, why is he still thinking that? ] --a normal one.
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--And she makes a bit of a choked noise when he has to clarify that it's a normal one. Of course he doesn't want a different one...! Or...no, she is definitely not thinking about that.]
R-right...A back massage--you said you liked those.
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Oh, maybe he shouldn't have bothered to clarify when she makes that sort of noise. ]
Yeah. I do... [ And it sounded like Estelle did, too. ...Nopenopenope, pushing that thought away. Hastily, he adds: ] And I can try giving you one, too. I'm not as good as Estelle, but I can try.
[ Of course, he's not referring to an oil massage. He didn't even think of the massage part far enough to realise that's how they were doing it. ]
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This is so awkward...But then again, clarification isn't really...a bad thing, considering all of this...]
O-okay...Yeah. I'd like to try it out with you. If you want to.
[She wonders if they can manage it without thinking of this.]
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He could have clarified that either would have been fine, too...
He's quick to nod though she still can't see him. ] I really want to. I can't remember the last time I had a massage...
[ Estelle really set the bar high in enjoying massages. ]
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If he'd said that either would be fine...Rita wouldn't have even known what to do. As it is, he's already said he wants it to be just the two of them...sometime...
Just gonna think about massages. Massages are totally innocent. Mostly.]
It won't be a surprise now, but--I'd like to.
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Tyr is trying very hard to pretend he didn't say that and wants Rita to forget all about it!
Massages will never be innocent again. ] It's not a surprise, but I'm excited for it now...
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She's going to do her very best to forget it! Or also pretend he didn't say it!
When all they want to do is use their hands on each other. Totally innocent...] ...Good. I'm glad. So, uh...when do you want to get together?
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Pretending works too! That worked when they actually did it............
Making each other feel good with their hands... ] Anytime is fine... Maybe not today, though...
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They can maybe forget after they've pretended long enough...
Working out stress together in a bed....Also does Tyr need a cold shower...] Oh. Yeah. It's kind of late--we were at it for a while.
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That's right. They can do it!!
Yes, yes he does... This is going to turn into the most awkward massage. Also hearing that with what he was thinking before--he can't handle these feelings. They're too weird. ] Y-yeah... It sounded like you guys must have been doing it for a while...
—Anyway, let's do it tomorrow. I'm free any time.
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Sob, poor Tyr. All the weird feelings...Rita has plenty, but not as many as he does. She just hopes they can be less awkward tomorrow.]
R-right. Okay. I'll see you sometime tomorrow.
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Tyr thinks he should be better after he takes a shower and goes to sleep. As long as they can forget about it. He just doesn't want her to think he's a weird pervert. ]
See you then...
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She's going to attempt not to think about it at all, about what was going through his mind. Maybe his mind was in the gutter, but she won't accuse him of being a pervert.
Either way, she does still look forward to seeing him, even if they sort of messed up today, so her voice does sound hopeful.]
Yeah. See you then.
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The hopefulness in her voice makes him smile. In his defense, it wasn't hard to think something else was going on... ]
Good night.
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That, and Rita thinks a real pervert would've enjoyed it, not seemed hurt by it. Even if it was misinterpreted, she does feel a little bad about his feelings--but it's cleared up now, so they can do their best to forget it!]
Thanks. You too.
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