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poly_chromatic2012-01-31 09:27 pm
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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[Her reaction is almost exactly the same. Maybe he really doesn't need that book after all...]
Ah...I could spend forever like this...
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[ He almost doesn't want to learn more in case his lack of cluelessness messes him up. In a soft, calm voice- ]
I wouldn't mind doing this forever...
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[If he can stick to the way he's doing it now, she'd need no more...]
Mm...Just switching now and then?
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[ He's not about to stop either, though once he gets to her ribs he stays more on her back than her sides.
But that just means he can work her back even better. ]
Whenever you want your turn, anyway.
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[Her heart would've started speeding up again if he'd kept his hands on her sides there. Like this, it's just really comfortable--she loves his hands on her back.]
...Not for a while. You're too good to stop.
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[ His heart would have been going if he kept his hands there, too. A little too close to becoming a euphemistic massage.
As it is, her saying that gets his heart going anyway. ]
Are we going to do this every time you're over here now? [ He's joking, but there's a hint of hopefulness in there. ]
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[And today is just for normal massages.]
If you're up for it. [They'd never get anything else done, but who said that was a bad thing?]
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[ Definitely. ]
[ It's the City. They can be lazy if they want to! ] I could be. [ He really loves her back... His hands move up over her shoulders again. ] You're pretty good yourself, you know.
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[That's right! They might as well enjoy the good days. She makes an appreciative hum as he moves over her shoulders.]
I think this was one of the best ideas I've had.
[Modesty? Not right now.]
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[ Rita and modesty are not acquainted. He continues to rub her shoulders, kneading lightly. ]
Yeah, this is up there with icecream cake. [ :3c ]
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[They meet quite rarely! And huff, what a tease. It's for Rita to pretend to be indignant when the kneading makes her happily sigh, though.]
How about even better?
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[ It's a good sign when she can't even be indignant. He keeps it up, moving across her shoulders. This is definitely more exciting than relaxing for him--was it the same way with her when she was giving him one? ]
It could be...
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[She's too relaxed to be! Though when she was rubbing his back, it was pretty exciting in a different way...]
Mm...Are you saying it can get better than this?
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[ This is the kind of couple they've become... (or have always been?!) Thinking massages are exciting. ]
I bet it could. [ But when he thinks of it, that wanders out of "normal massage" territory. ] I could learn how to do this better.
[ Instead, he massages beside her neck. ]
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[She did end up liking being touchy-feely with Tyr because of him-!]
[Rita isn't even thinking outside of normal massage territory. It just feels so good as it is--her fingers flex in the sheets again.]
I...can't even imagine better...
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[ He's glad she likes it when it's with him-! ]
[ But it's so tempting to kiss her. He presses a little more firmly. Maybe she works those muscles a little too much. ]
You're going to give me a big head talking like that... [ Though he sounds really, really content with that. ]
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[She does! Almost entirely with him~!]
[If she knew, she might not mind trying to tempt him...But as it is, she twists the sheets some more and breathes deeply.]
Is--is that a bad thing?
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[ Only almost?! ]
[ He must be doing pretty well to be getting her like this as it is. It's almost tempting without her even trying. ]
Not if I deserve it. [ When he's done with those two muscles, he moves his thumbs down to start pressing little circles at the base of her neck. ]
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[Well, a little with Estelle, too...;v;]
[Rita thinks he's amazing. That feels wonderful, and shivers just a little.]
Definitely--you do.
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[ Oh, well, Estelle is very special, too... //// ]
[ He smiles more when she says that, his heart fluttering a little himself. Right now, he doesn't want to stop himself.
Partially because he doesn't know the words to say in response to that and partially because they aren't going to be holding back, he leans forward again and kisses her cheek. ]
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[She is! But Rita likes Tyr in an even more special way!!]
[It catches by surprise, but she fully welcomes it, and smiles brightly over her shoulder at him.]
That was nice, too...
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[ //// Even more special than Estelle!! ]
[ That makes him blush more than he thought it would. Her smile is so nice... He moves his hands further down from her neck though almost all his weight is on his legs.
As casually as possible- ] Want me to do it again?
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[Absolutely! :3]
[He looks pretty cute like that, too...She shifts just slightly to make it easier, and answers immediately.]
Yes. I'd like it.
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[ He never thought he'd be more special than her!! ]
Then that's all you need to say.
[ When she's that sure - and that bold - he can't deny her. He dips down to kiss her lips, lingering a bit longer than he did before. ]
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[Tyr is more special than anyone now!!]
[She closes her eyes as he leans in and meets his lips easily, not pressing too hard, but enjoying the lingering kiss.]
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