[well, he asked her what she wanted... and it seems like he guessed right.
but also, there's something deeply rewarding about that, as he lifts himself up just slightly to get a better angle on her-- and so he can tease her clit with the barest of stroking from his tongue.
[everything suddenly feels very hot to her, and she is mindful enough to drop the hand over her mouth down to her breast, feeling herself as her breath comes out in soft pants]
[honestly, it's turning him on too. he doesn't need to directly observe her to get her feedback loud and clear. he can hear her call his name. he takes his time as he licks along the area around he clit.
and with his hand moving up, he can easily slide a finger inside of her as well.]
[she is trying very hard to be mindful of him and not move her hips, but the muscles on her stomach ripple with the effort. there's another loud moan when he enters her, and she can't help dropping her hand down to grip his hair tightly, not directing or pulling, just . . . bracing, yes]
[it does cause him to pause, or to slow down for a moment, while he realizes she's just bracing him. and he puffs a breath of hot air against her. his finger curls insider of her, and then slowly slides in and out.
and that pause passes, and he redoubles, obviously encouraged by her reaction[
[it doesn't take much longer for her thighs to start to tremble as each moan starts to hit a new, higher note. glacies is infinitely glad that she figured out he likes pain, because she doesn't let go of his hair, just uses a not insignificant amount of force to hold onto him]
[once the last waves pass over her, she relearns how to loosen her grip and puts both her hands and forehead on the headboard, moving her leg out of the way. she is breathless, red all over, and giving an incredulous, lopsided smile down at him, oh my astrals]
Yes, hah, precisely.
[and going to find a way to unpin herself to kiss him now]
[she moves closer, making one long line of them pressed against each other, and brushes a hand over his ass, kneading. her expression is ... distracted but in a special way, not carefully built up and presented, just unreserved and honest]
[he likes the touch-- and it's obvious how turned on he is if she's pressed against him. his head dips to capture her lips again, because making out? under appreciated in his opinion. a hand moves to her ass and presses her closer against him.]
[it takes her a little longer to get a reply out, since she also appreciates making out and touching and — well, all of it. she grinds just slightly against him, fingers digging in to help]
Oh . . . And nothing about you is 'easy', Jay. Tell me and I will decide for myself.
[aw, he huffs a laugh, and then kisses her a little more deeply in response to her nails, his breath coming in quick puffs for a moment before he breaks the kiss.]
Surprised you didn't notice. You want me to tell you to boss me around? I'll take the lead, otherwise.
[he easily shifts their weights-- so that he can be on top.]
[and, suddenly, several switches flip, aha . . . she reaches up for a softer kiss with a hand cupping his cheek, appreciation for finally saying it albeit backwards. then, she pulls on his arm with her good one, gently guiding him to roll over so they can switch positions]
[he lets her guide him-- satisfied that, alright. she gets it now. he flops back onto his back, arm hooking around her to pull her on top if she lets him.]
[she is already ahead of him, but the gesture is nice, too. her hand loops back to catch his, lacing their fingers, and leaning over for a brief kiss before working a trail down along his jaw and neck onto his chest, wriggling back slightly to give herself room]
[that... actually gets her to come to a full stop. she considers their positions and blushes, trying not to touch her hair, before just helplessly admitting—]
Yes? I would.
[she will wait for his answer but still going to hold onto his hand, a support]
[she's just blinking as the thought sticks with her. then, all signs of nervousness (pulling her shoulders up, closing up) that aren't normally allowed creep up before smoothing back down as she runs her thumb along jay's hand]
[the thing is, he doesn't mind this. if that's what she wants, he's happy to just kiss back, and make out-- though he does have an idea, an arm tightening around her for a moment, as he gingerly uses his elbow to push himself up-- and back, so his back is pressed against the headboard.
but it's oh, so ginger because he is very... stiff.. by this point.]
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but also, there's something deeply rewarding about that, as he lifts himself up just slightly to get a better angle on her-- and so he can tease her clit with the barest of stroking from his tongue.
one of his hands slides up her thigh.]
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J-Jay, ah . . .
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and with his hand moving up, he can easily slide a finger inside of her as well.]
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and that pause passes, and he redoubles, obviously encouraged by her reaction[
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Jay, ah, Jay— Jay, Jay!
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he slides a second finger in, to cover for how he needs a moment to catch his breath, before starting again--]
Fuck...
[he sounds so pleased-- and needy.]
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Yes, hah, precisely.
[and going to find a way to unpin herself to kiss him now]
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Something like that up your alley?
[after a brief break from the kiss]
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It seems so. And yours? What's in your alley?
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[his hands slide up her sides, studying her face.]
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So, I have to discover the rest on my own?
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[he likes the touch-- and it's obvious how turned on he is if she's pressed against him. his head dips to capture her lips again, because making out? under appreciated in his opinion. a hand moves to her ass and presses her closer against him.]
Just depends on what you want to handle.
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Oh . . . And nothing about you is 'easy', Jay. Tell me and I will decide for myself.
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Surprised you didn't notice. You want me to tell you to boss me around? I'll take the lead, otherwise.
[he easily shifts their weights-- so that he can be on top.]
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I do, and I can learn.
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I figured you could.
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[she is already ahead of him, but the gesture is nice, too. her hand loops back to catch his, lacing their fingers, and leaning over for a brief kiss before working a trail down along his jaw and neck onto his chest, wriggling back slightly to give herself room]
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[as she does that, his hands go to her hips, fingertips gripping her slightly.
he can't help the vague surprise and confusion in his voice.]
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Yes? I would.
[she will wait for his answer but still going to hold onto his hand, a support]
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Just wasn't what I was expecting.
[a pause-- and maybe a half cocky smile]
If you wanna have some fun, I'm down.
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It's difficult. —Later?
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Later. But I can't promise to not be insufferable then.
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[she lingers for a beat in the kiss, caught between showing her affection and working herself back up]
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but it's oh, so ginger because he is very... stiff.. by this point.]
Got an idea.
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