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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[ He almost gasps, but it turns into him holding his breath as his back straightens and tenses. She doesn't ever have to stop either. There's still something unbelievable about her being such a good kisser.
As he reaches her shirt, it takes some willpower not to push it up like she pulled up his shirt - and he could have probably slipped his hands underneath with how gently he was going. It rides up as his hands move over it, to the center of her chest- ]
Aren't you getting hot, too?
[ He can't even try to not sound impatient, though his voice is just a breathy whisper. ]
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[She loves the he reacts to her kisses, too--it makes her feel even bolder, and she sucks and bites hard enough that it'll likely leave a mark.
And she also loves the way he sounds, knowing he's just as into this as she is. Maybe she should be more nervous or anxious than she is, but all she can do is answer just as impatiently-]
Really...really hot.
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[ When she bites that hard, his fingers actually grip the fabric of her shirt, and his voice shakes a little. ]
Then sit up... I'll...get the ties for you...
[ Part of him wonders if she knows what he's asking, but he knows better than to really think that. He's the one who's anxious about this. Nevertheless, his hands slip a little behind her to help pull her up. ]
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[She gives him one last little lick where she bit him before she sits up a little. She knows exactly what he's asking--and what she's saying when she's so impatient that she reaches for the one at the back of her neck herself.]
Get the other one.
[Her heart races a little more now, but she doesn't want to change her mind.]
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[ It stings more when she does; his skin is just sensitive. When she gets the one around her neck, he doesn't have any doubt that she knows exactly what he means. And he doesn't hesitate to untie the other one for her.
If he wanted to change his mind, it'd be too late now. But he likes where this is going for as much as he's pretended otherwise. He starts to tug it forward. ]
Got it.
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[She takes in a shallow breath and holds it as she feels him pull the fabric away. She wants to...know if he likes it, and she is a little more antsy, but waiting in anticipation, too...
She has nothing else on underneath, of course. Just bare skin--marked with a couple small scars of her own: a circular one in her shoulder, which he's probably seen anyway, and a faint line that runs down her torso.]
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[ He swallows a lump in his throat as he looks down at her. He's seen that scar on her shoulder before, though he doesn't know what it's from, and the one running down her chest...
But the scars don't matter that much to him. He tosses her shirt away, freeing his hands to run over her chest and down her side. His eyes look almost dreamy as he looks her over.
It'd probably be weird to just admire her, though. He leans forward again to press a quick kiss to her lips. ]
This is better.
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[She releases the breath she was holding shakily as he runs his hands over her, her nerves feeling like they're tingling from his touch. Not that she usually tries to care much about how she looks, but the way he looks at her makes her feel really...special. Even if a bit exposed, too.
She kisses him back, swallowing, and keeps her eyes on his face.]
I--it feels pretty good...
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[ He keeps his eyes on her face as well though his hands keep going over her body. He knew her skin was soft already, but...this is different. Everything feels more intimate now.
His voice is voice is soft and quiet, if shy. ]
You're really pretty like this, too...
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[Her breath comes a little shallowly as almost all her focus goes to his hands. The intimacy of the massage before was nothing compared to how it feels now.
She blushes, embarrassed and happy all at once, and her reply is almost a quiet challenge.]
S-so...you like what you see?
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[ All he can focus on is the feel of her skin and the way she reacts to his touch. It makes his mouth feel dry--aside from curses, he's never done anything close to this. It's completely different, but he likes it.
Her teasing makes him feel a little bolder, though, and he smiles as his fingers run over her nipple. ]
You really have to ask?
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[It's the same for her--and as far as she's concerned, the curse didn't really count. This is--it's new, it's different, and it's thrilling and amazing.
Her reply comes as a little gasp as she twitches and pushes up into his touch.]
Ah--it's--kind of obvious, huh...
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[ Neither of them were themselves at the time, either. This is actually them. ]
It should be...
[ With the way she reacted to just that little touch, he decides to try it again, flicking a finger over it again. It's not even his body, and he's pretty embarrassed doing this. ]
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[Making it all the more special--and real.
She squeaks a little this time, and she isn't even certain if she's more embarrassed about how he's touching her or the weird noises she's making, but she really...really likes it.]
Mm--it is...
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[ She might be embarrassed by it, but those little sounds are exciting to him. He plays with it a little longer, pressing his hips over hers again as his free hand gropes her other breast. His eyes turn almost devious. ]
Rita...
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[Where does she even focus--her breats, her hips--it's all so much, but it makes her want more, too, and she shifts her hips against him as she cracks her eyes open.]
T-Tyr...?
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[ He hasn't stopped looking at her since he started, though they are only half open. ]
I... You're amazing.
[ And that's all she gets as he dips his head down to kiss her jaw hungrily. He doesn't really know what do, but he doesn't want to stop touching and teasing her chest with his fingers. And he can't stop moving his hips back against hers. ]
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[For a few seconds, all she can do is make little wordless noises and squirm against him more, too overwhelmed by all the great sensations. All she can think to reply--when she can manage it--is-]
Not--not as much as you...
[He's doing all this, making her feel amazing, and it makes her remember that she hasn't done a whole lot for him in the last little while.]
Is there something...What do you want?
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[ It's intoxicating getting her to this point by just touching her. He loves the way she squirms, he loves that she can just those sort of sounds, and he loves that she thinks he's amazing.
But for what he wants himself... Thinking of that actually does make him embarrassed. He pauses, but keeps his lips close to her face. ]
...Put your arms around me.
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[Even after the awkwardness and the misunderstandings they originally had, she really didn't imagine they'd get like this after the massage--it's sort of unbelievable, but it's real, and it's exciting.
She breathes deeply, wondering if he wants her to rub his back again or if he has something else in mind, and slips her arms around him.]
And...?
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[ It definitely wasn't Tyr's intention for them to do this now, but since they don't want to do it, he doesn't see anything wrong with it.
He breathes a little sigh as he thinks of how to continue. ]
...Follow your instincts.
[ And a second later, he nips at her neck. ]
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[When they're both wanting it and enjoying it--it's definitely no wrong.]
Huh?
[All she gets out is that bit of confusion, and then his nip makes her dig fingers into his back. She doesn't quite think yet that it might've been exactly what he wanted.]
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[ That gets a little moan and a twitch out of him even if it was just a reaction. He doesn't really have it in him to be that bold about what he wants yet. His hands start moving down from her chest, touch still rough as his fingers dig into her ribs. ]
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[It surprises her--and it finally clicks in her mind that maybe he really does like it when she's rough. She knows she likes how rough he's being as he touches her, and she arches her back a little, lightly dragging her nails down his spine.]
H-how's that?
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Really good...
[ He's a little breathless when he says that. It's embarrassing, but this is completely worth it. It's probably obvious that he likes it anyway from how he has to arch his back into her touch. ]
Just a little more.
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