Yeah? [Rei's voice is breathier now. The snap of Kate's waistband, the soft noise from her mouth, the trancelike cadence of her tone, is erotic.
Part of Rei is a little surprised at the direction of her narration; Kate hasn't exactly been the most forthcoming about giving up control in previous encounters. But the rest of him, carried along by the heady, horny atmosphere and by something he can't quite place, is riveted. Magnetized. His free hand grips the backrest of the couch, fingertips white.]
That what you want? [His gaze burns into hers. The distance between them feels more burdensome with every passing second.] I'll make you feel good.
( the part of Kate that hasn't fully given into the strange thing digging its claws into her mind is surprised too. not, specifically, because of the words — they're just talk, after all, idle ideas she could say without intending any of them, just to see the reaction she gets — but the fact that the cold wash of realisation and sanity doesn't come. the thrill of fear is just that; a thrill. intoxicating in the same way making a risky jump between buildings is, leaving trails of gooseflesh across bare swathes of skin and the echoes of a shiver in the base of her spine.
maybe it's whatever this thing crawling its way inside her is, quieting her voice to a whisper and weaving in its own desires. maybe it's the fact that it's different when something inside of her is calling the shots about this, when she's being listened to and followed.
maybe she's just really fucking horny. )
You better.
( it's a challenge, because of course it is, and this time the breath of amusement which dances in her voice and lights up her eyes has very little to do with the thing in charge. it'd be a shame if they'd been fucking around like this for so long and he couldn't manage it.
her hands stop their motions, but the fire building inside her remains burning brightly under the heat of his gaze. )
[It's good that Kate's drink was moved to the kitchen, and Rei's left forgotten at the couch side; the coffee table surface is clear. He sits up-- quicker than his usual, leisurely pace-- and abandons the couch altogether, kneeling to kiss her hard.
The coffee table isn't wide, but it's long to suit the length of the couch. Rei pulls her to sit at one end as if she weighed nothing. He settles himself between her legs, raising one carelessly over his shoulder and dropping a kiss at the inside of her thigh.]
Lay back. [He hasn't even removed her shorts yet but Rei teases at her through the fabric with one thumb, seeking the spot she'd abandoned, unable to help himself.]
( a pleased curl settles in her stomach, because this never changes, does it? people are easy. slaves to their hormones more than anything else, and she doesn't even need to try to ensnare this guy. he comes along willingly, and she rewards him by responding to the kiss hungrily, hands pressed either side of his face as she devours him. a thrill meets that satisfied pleasure, two different forces in unison for a time, aching for him in ways which are similar but so far apart.
(she has to give some praise to this body, too. it likes this, seeks out that animal mindlessness and offers her space to slip in and take control.
it's nice to have an easy job like this.) )
Ask nicely.
( teasing comes naturally here. little comments said with no spine behind them as she lowers herself back onto elbows, as hips roll forward towards him and the touch of his thumb pulls out a soft, needy breath. (fuck—) the craving in this body is strong, a host of desires burning deep inside which make her squirm, cheeks flushed, beneath his touch. )
Edited (and then i decided i didn't like one line 24 hrs later) Date: 2022-04-22 12:01 am (UTC)
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DIRTY TALK IS SO DIFFICULT LOL
Date: 2022-04-08 03:11 am (UTC)Part of Rei is a little surprised at the direction of her narration; Kate hasn't exactly been the most forthcoming about giving up control in previous encounters. But the rest of him, carried along by the heady, horny atmosphere and by something he can't quite place, is riveted. Magnetized. His free hand grips the backrest of the couch, fingertips white.]
That what you want? [His gaze burns into hers. The distance between them feels more burdensome with every passing second.] I'll make you feel good.
idk if it's better or worse when they're... these two.
Date: 2022-04-08 12:16 pm (UTC)maybe it's whatever this thing crawling its way inside her is, quieting her voice to a whisper and weaving in its own desires. maybe it's the fact that it's different when something inside of her is calling the shots about this, when she's being listened to and followed.
maybe she's just really fucking horny. )
You better.
( it's a challenge, because of course it is, and this time the breath of amusement which dances in her voice and lights up her eyes has very little to do with the thing in charge. it'd be a shame if they'd been fucking around like this for so long and he couldn't manage it.
her hands stop their motions, but the fire building inside her remains burning brightly under the heat of his gaze. )
Come and prove it.
*makes shit up about kate's house decor*
Date: 2022-04-18 09:43 pm (UTC)The coffee table isn't wide, but it's long to suit the length of the couch. Rei pulls her to sit at one end as if she weighed nothing. He settles himself between her legs, raising one carelessly over his shoulder and dropping a kiss at the inside of her thigh.]
Lay back. [He hasn't even removed her shorts yet but Rei teases at her through the fabric with one thumb, seeking the spot she'd abandoned, unable to help himself.]
is it making shit up if it's what i had in mind anyway
Date: 2022-04-21 12:09 am (UTC)(she has to give some praise to this body, too. it likes this, seeks out that animal mindlessness and offers her space to slip in and take control.
it's nice to have an easy job like this.) )
Ask nicely.
( teasing comes naturally here. little comments said with no spine behind them as she lowers herself back onto elbows, as hips roll forward towards him and the touch of his thumb pulls out a soft, needy breath. (fuck—) the craving in this body is strong, a host of desires burning deep inside which make her squirm, cheeks flushed, beneath his touch. )