Rita Mordio (
negativegate) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-01-31 09:27 pm
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[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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[She has to admit it feels a little weird being undressed. She should've done it herself...but they're sort of past that moment now, even if they're still half-on.]
L-let's...get everything out of the way. I can do it...
[Completely off.]
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[ He nods and shifts away, putting a hand to hers to gently nudge it off. ]
Yeah, you're right... I... I'll do it, too.
[ Totally, totally off. ]
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Then they won't be in the way anymore, so...
[She eases up her grip and lets go of his shoulders, then shifts to reach down and pull her shorts down.]
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Right...
[ He slides his legs off the best to pull down his pants and drop them there. There's surprisingly little awkwardness--likely because his mind is blank. This is just a little part of what they're going to do... ]
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[She kicks hers off the rest of the way, flinging them on the floor, then shifts a bit awkwardly--she doesn't look away from him, though. She touched him plenty earlier; she can see him properly now.]
This is better...
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[ When he notices her looking at him, he flushes a little. He knows he doesn't have anything to be embarrassed about - not at this point - but...there's something about her looking at him like this that makes his mouth dry. Of course, he doesn't even try to look away when he turns back towards her. ]
Yeah... It was weird with them on...
[ He scoots back closer to her until he's almost straddling her lap and rests a hand on her shoulder. ]
So...
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[Her cheeks flush too as he looks at her, but he's already shown how much he likes her, so...She doesn't need to feel too self-conscious.]
We can--move better.
[She could lie back again and they could go back to the way they were before...but Rita realizes she doesn't exactly want that right now. Her hand nudges his shoulder.]
Roll over. I want to...You can lie down.
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[ His eyes go wide for a second, but he shifts away from her instantly. She wants to give him a massage? He can't really complain about that... He lies down on his stomach just like before, and after a second, a little smile comes to his face. This isn't so weird even without his pants on. ]
Like this?
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[She needs to get better at saying what she really means at times like this. She almost corrects him, that she meant she wanted him on his back, but seeing his bare back stretched out in front of her...Tyr has strange effects on her! She decides to change her mind.]
Yeah...This is good. Do you want it?
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[ If she actually told him to lay on his back, he'd be much, much more shy. As it is, he smiles over his shoulder at her and assumes she must really love his back... Which isn't a bad thought at all. He feels a little smug about that, actually. ]
You really need to ask?
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[She loves all of him...and his back is very, very nice. It's a little more exciting that she's giving him a back massage while they're both completely naked, and she licks her lips before she reaches for the oil.]
Nope.
[That's all she says, since he does look pretty obvious about enjoying it. She settles herself on his hips, warm skin against skin, and spreads her palms over his lower back.]
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[ He takes in a little breath when he feels her sitting over him, heart racing just a bit faster just from that, and he closes his eyes as she touches his back. It's only been one touch, and he already feels excited. ]
What made you want to give a massage right now?
[ More a curious question than anything. His voice is just light. ]
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[She feels pretty warm like this...Just as she's rubbing over his lower back, though, his question throws her off, and she sputters around a little.]
Uh, well...I--it wasn't really what I meant when I said--but I guess, when I saw you...
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[ He opens his eyes to look up at her in confusion. He still sounds sleepy from how she's massaging him despite that, though. ]
What? If you don't want to... [ But she just climbed on him and...wait, so she really did want to give him a massage just because she saw his back?
Back-loving confirmed. Face red. ]
We have time to do anything you want...
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[Seeing his red face, hers flushes almost just as much.]
I--I want to do this for now!
[Tsuntsun. And then, a little softer-]
And then...we can do more.
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[ Now he's tense, softer voice not withstanding. This is sort of weird now... Weird and blushing. His tone is more forceful now. ]
Then let's continue with this.
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[Now she wonders if this is even what he wants. But he seemed happy enough initually...After a little huff, Rita tries to make herself relax--a massage should be relaxing; she's not going to mess it up.]
I will.
[Taking a deep breath, she starts kneading the muscles of his lower back again, her touch firm.]
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[ He closes his eyes again and cuddles into his arms. It's not that he's angry at her or anything, just embarrassed, and when she presses into his back, her groans deeply. ]
Good...
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[Maybe they still have some things to work on...but she takes the groan as a very good sign, massaging the muscles there with a little more pressure. Her voice is lighter again as she asks-]
Better?
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[ Communication can come first... As she presses harder, he releases a sigh and stretches out a little more. ]
Yeah... That's perfect...
[ And now he remembers their position again... This is as intimate as a back massage can get. ]
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[Definitely...And Rita's not entirely forgotten their position; it's really, really hard to ignore the fact she's sitting naked on him, but she's also happy to see him relaxing.]
Good.
[His lower back gets some more attention, then she starts kneading upwards.]
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[ Since he can't see her, it's not as easy to remember, but he can definitely say he doesn't feel her shorts at all... Almost instantly, he starts to relax again. ]
I love your massages...
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[At least she's not damp where she sits on him. That might've embarrassed her too much.
Hearing him, she smiles even if he can't see it, and rubs her hands in little circles.]
I...It's pretty nice. Just doing this.
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[ It would have embarrassed him, too... Or maybe turned him on. It would have gotten his attention more than now in any case.
But that's beside the point. Right now he's just enjoying the massage and the sound of her voice. He can't see her smile, but he knows she's not as annoyed as before. ]
Yeah... It...It just feels really good...
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[At least it might have gotten his attention...Enjoying the massage now, though, is definitely what's foremost in her mind. Her hands work the muscles, still moving up and getting to his shoulders, and she feels a bit more confident again.]
Of course it's still as good as last time.
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THE DOOR IS LOCKED. THEREFORE--
soooob this is going to wonderfully hideous
so, so hideous...
^___^
>:3
B)
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One thread: Crying forever. This thread: Kissing forever.
Hee, yep. Get our sappy and sad at the same time!
Yep!! It's so hard to switch...
Aha, it is! Completely different feelings-!
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