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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[ And some awkwardness!
Oranges are the best snack. ] Haha. Whatever you say, Rita.
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[And definitely the awkwardness~
Delicious! And refreshing.] Hmph! [She'll just pretend (not very well) to be indignant and munch on her orange.]
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[ That horrible awkwardness... |D;
And he'll be completely unaffected as he eats his own orange. Or mostly unaffected. He is kicking his feet under the table. ]
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[Wonderful, fun stuff~
And Rita...pretty much forgets about it by the time she's finished her own orange, so at that point, she stretches happily and sighs.] Ah...I feel like new.
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[ So much fun~
Better to just forget about it anyway. He leans back in his chair once he's done. ] Yeah... Today was really different...
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[Aww yes~
Rita smiles and sets her plate down, sitting back comfortably. They've already said they both enjoyed it, so she doesn't feel the need to say it again or clarify that.] Mm...How'd you get so good at massaging, anyway? I had to read that book before I did it...
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>:3 Best night ever. ]
[ But she does need to make him grin like a smug jerk. ] I was just doing what I wanted to and copying you. I never gave a back massage before.
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[The most awesome >:3]
[Absolutely! And she grins back at him, though less smugly.] Oh, so you were just running on instinct, huh?
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[ Definitely. >:3 ]
[ He was just smug, but now he's smug and embarrassed. ] It seemed to work out pretty well for me...
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[>:3]
[And that makes Rita a little more smug herself.] Yeah, it did. I figured you'd do fine, but that was impressive.
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[ He guesses he doesn't mind that she's smug... Especially with how smug he is. He pushes himself out of his chair. ] I bet I could be more impressive if we did it again...
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[Weren't they supposed to be winding down? That's a vague thought in the back of Rita's mind as she watches him intently.] I'd be the judge of that. If you think you're up to it.
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[ Winding down... Nope, doesn't sound familiar to Tyr. He keeps his eyes on hers until he steps behind her. ] I'm up for it if you are.
[ And he's sure she already is. He puts his hands to her shoulders and begins massaging lightly. It wasn't his thought at the time, but he's glad the dress is so soft. ]
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[Her answer is definitely something along "you need to ask?", though all that comes out is a a pleased sigh. It's light, but it still feels great.]
Mm...
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[ He wanted to make sure a little would feel good before he turned it any stronger.
And judging by that sigh, it must have been nice. He keeps it soft a little longer. ] You're not too hard to please...
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[And it does, though she finds herself craving a firmer touch already, and rolls her shoulders.] Well...I like when you do it.
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[ He can take a hint. As she rolls her shoulders, he takes them more in his hands, giving them a firm squeeze. ] I don't exactly want to disappoint you...
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[And she leans right into his touch with a happy, drawn-out sigh. Perfect.] It's not like you ever do...
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[ She makes him the smuggest person in the City. Which in turn makes him put some feeling into the shoulder rub. ] And I don't want that to change, either.
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[She gets so sappy around him...So flattering him is the way to better shoulder rubs?! She'd better remember that.] Mm...Just keep going like that...
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[ He loves that she's so sappy... And yes, she can flatter her way to amazing shoulder rubs!! He continues working on her shoulders just as she asked, the heel of his hand pressing in with his fingers. He never thought he'd like doing this so much! ] Of course.
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[And only for him...She could be very okay with this!! She'd actually feel pretty bad if he disliked it, as amazing as his touch is. It's just...really a lot more fun (and intimate) when they both enjoy it. Her head lolls forward a bit as he presses.] Ah...That's really good...Tyr...
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[ That makes her sappiness more special. Tyr wouldn't want to be selfish enough to do it when she didn't really like it, either. Though he'd probably just practice until he could fix that-! Especially since watching her reactions is so...nice. His voice drops a little lower as he leans his head forward. ] More impressive than before?
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[As it is, he can practice on her as much as he wants~ She takes in a deep breath, then replies, her voice also low.] I don't know...yet.
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[ He'd be glad to. He moves his hands along her shoulders, closer to her neck. ] I could cheat, too...
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