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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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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[And his answer and reaction excites her, too. To think that all she has to do is let her control slip, be rough, and he likes it...
More, huh...She presses a little harder, dragging them down to his lower back.]
Better? Or more?
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[ Now she's just having fun with it. His heart races a little, barely containing a gasp as she scratches again. ]
I'm not sure...
[ There's just something exciting about that little bit of pain... His hands just about freeze holding her hips with his own fingers pressing into her. ]
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[Now his answer makes her worry a bit, though. As much as the feelings of his fingers pressing into her hips makes her heart race, she wants him to be enjoying it too.]
Is it all right? I'm not hurting you, am I?
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[ He raises his head to look at her and quickly shakes his head. ]
No, that's not it at all. I... I really like it this way...
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[She relaxes again, a little smile coming to her face. It's kind of nice to hear that right from him.]
So...like this?
[And she drags her nails up his spine.]
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[ His mouth ends up pulled in a straight line as he shivers again. ]
Just...like that.
[ Forcing his voice to be more even, he asks- ] Now what do you want me to do?
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[And that reaction makes her feel so smug and excited...until he asks her about what she wants again, and then she blushes.]
Uh, well...I guess...M-more of what you were doing.
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[ And grinning. One of his hands trails back up her stomach. ]
Like what?
[ She's so cute when she's shy. ]
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[She makes a little squeak in the back of her throat--because that's just a little ticklish, n-nothing more, of course--and sputters a bit.]
L-like...Just...J-just touch me, okay?
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[ The corners of his lips turn up a little more. Of course she's just ticklish. That's why he's touching so lightly. ]
Like this?
[ He takes one of her nipples between his fingers and just plays with it gently. He doesn't want it to hurt. ]
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[Yep, just ticklish, not super excited or anything...]
Mm--like that--more!
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[ He's surprised - and excited - by her eagerness and complies without a second thought, bringing up his other hand to roll both of them between his fingers.
And if she can be this shameless, that he wants to be, too, and grinds against her hips. ]
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[She groans and arches her back as he touches her, and then it turns into a loud gasp. She's almost embarrassed by how shameless that was, but it doesn't stop her from pressing and moving right back up against him.]
T-Tyr...
[And she won't forget what he likes--his back gets more attention from her nails, her touch rough though she tries to be careful not to hurt him.]
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[ If she wasn't returning it just the same way, he'd be ashamed of himself. But now, there's no way he could be.
Her nails definitely don't hurt - or they don't hurt enough to snap him out of it - and he presses up to move against her nails as he continues playing with her chest.
Still- ] Rita?
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[She's becoming so addicted to his touch. She shifts her legs a little restlessly, still gyrating her hips lightly agaist him as she lets up with her nails and presses her fingers into the muscles of his back.]
Mm...Yeah?
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[ Now it's like a massage again... It feels really good. He shifts a little and slips a leg between hers. ]
More like this?
[ He loves the way her skin feels, too - under his hands, under his stomach, on his back - and he doesn't want to stop. ]
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[It only takes her a second before she moves her legs to accomodate him, nodding.]
Yeah...More like this.
[His touch just feels amazing everywhere...She continues kneading his muscles as well as she can, though she wonders if there's something else he'd like.]
How about you?
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[ He's not entirely sure what else he wants. The way things are going now is nice enough. He hums as she massages his muscles and lowers his face so their noses just about touch. ]
I like it this way...
[ Not that he might not want more... He just doesn't know what "more" is. ]
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[She looks at him, her eyes half-lidded as she feels his breath on her skin.]
Me too...You're--you're really good.
[And maybe to hide her blush, she leans forward and kisses him. He's too close for her to resist--and it gives her time to try and decide what "more" for him could be, though she's getting some ideas...]
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[ Hiding her blush would be pointless since he's kept his eyes open this entire time - aside from when he couldn't keep them open because of all the sensations from her touch.
Before he can respond back to that, though, he kisses her back passionately. Even if she's liked how he's played with her nipples with his fingers, he lays his hands flat against her chest and starts kneading gently. ]
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[She moans right into the kiss, pressing her chest into his hand. That feels really nice, in a different way. It's like a massage again, except--they're going more for the...full-body one.
Her hips shift against his leg a little, and she moves her hands down to his lower back, kneading the muscles, occasionally using her fingers while she keeps kissing him.]
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[ And if it was a massage, he'd probably have done this in the opposite order... But next time, they can do it like a real full-body massage. Right now, he likes the way she's working his back already, humming softly against her lips. He's not even embarrassed about how low her hands are; when his are moving over her chest and massaging her breasts like he massaged her back, he can't be. ]
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[And she's fast getting used to a massage like this; it simply feels amazing. Her hands work their way down a little more, to the waistband of his pants, and then back up again while she sucks on his lip. She just...loves everything about this.]
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[ If she could see his face now, he'd be the one blushing more. Everything about this is amazing, and he doesn't want it end. He shifts more against her hip, probably making his excitement obvious, but he really wants that much more contact. ]
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