[The way he flexes his muscles for her almost makes LB want to turn around and grab her phone to take pics for later examination. Though perhaps it was a good thing that she was more dead set on satisfying both of their present, growing desires. If she had a picture, it'd only make her want the real deal all the time – the last thing she needed to do was make someone tired of her company.
Regardless, she forms something of a shaky smile as she notices Henry desperately try to push more into her. While she wants nothing more than to have him fill her completely, with that kind of reaction, LB has to play with it a little. So, pulling away from the kiss, she mutters a chuckle as she initially denies him the deeper penetration.]
You're so eager.
[Her thumb strokes at the underside of the length not quite inside of her as she sits up a little. Before Henry can be too disappointed, though, LB pushes herself down the rest of the way down his cock. Part of her wanted to make him beg for more of her, but she already successfully did that not all that long ago, didn't she? Besides, it wasn't like he was the only eager one here.
Moving her hands to his stomach, she steadies herself before starting a rhythm – not agonizingly slow, but not fast enough to really drive either of them to the edge either. Arcing her head back for a few seconds, LB closes her eyes as she takes in the first few thrusts, eventually opening them halfway as she glanced over Henry's face.]
How's – mmm – how's this?
[She's expecting him to tell her to go faster, and honestly she's at the position to let him get what he wants – if he says it the right way, anyway.]
[ The idea of having his bared and vulnerable state immortalized into a phone's picture gallery would be distressingly sexy, if he were to be honest with himself. He'd definitely protest, though, although he'd find some satisfaction in knowing that she'd desire him from those pictures alone.
The slight delay of pleasure, the coy bit of denial has him gasping out. His toes spread out as his leg muscles tense, the bit of attention on the underside of his cock making him feel like he should prepare for something. He's most certainly glad she has good timing- knowing just how long to tease and how well to reward him. When she sinks down on his length, he lets out a loud groan as the suffocating warmth of her body coats him completely. Her body touches down against his skin and he pushes his hips up to meet hers, drive himself in further before she starts to move again. His eyes squint, just barely open as he watches her body move up and down, his arms pulling at the tie with each jostle of his body. His face grows flush as he clenches his teeth, growling softly through his teeth as she works him up steadily. ]
Amazing- you, ah- you feel bloody amazing. [ He does want her to move faster, but he's having trouble catching up with his brain. He knows the position he's in, he knows he's at her mercy here even if she'd been the one to ask him to tell her what to do. ]
[Another time, she might reconsider – at the very least, the idea was at least planted in her mind to perhaps come into fruition later.
For now, though, LB continues to steadily grind on Henry's cock, sighing out pleasurably as she waited for his response. She glances down at him, swerving her hips in the moderate pace even as he strains out his reply. It was actually a little impressive, really, that even in his position he still used his manners in his request – she had nothing left at all to tease him with, but with how the heat was building up within herself, she was more than okay with that.]
S-since you, ah... asked nicely...
[She leans forward again, trailing her hands down his restrained arms, bringing her chest closer to his face as she angled her hips to allow him more access to be able to drive his length deeper within her. It's not long before she hastens her pace, driving her hips harder against his, her pants becoming more desperate as the thrusts became deeper.]
[ It's all can do to keep his breathing even as she works her body down around his cock with that steady rhythm. She slides and pulses around him warmly, the temperature of her body seeming to envelope his entire body instead of just that one part, and it has him gasping for air.
The shift of her body leaning closer to his is maddening. There's so much he wants to touch, grasp, and fist hard in his hands- her body is supple, soft, and he can practically taste it. He lets out a low moan as her body tightens a bit with the change. His hips move, automatically sensing the room that her shifting has offered him, quickly meeting her pace with enthusiastic thrusts of his hips. His wrists are sore, arms as well, with the tie starting to choke off the blood supply to his hands. The numbing sensation that starts to prickle at his fingertips has him clenching and releasing them.
He grunts, huffing between the low sounds he emits from the effort. As LB's body takes him in deeper with each pointed strike of his hips, all he can think about is how badly he wants to continue feeling her body around him as he comes. The more he thinks about it, the tighter the metaphorical coil in his gut grows. ]
N-Nghhh, shit– all of you, I... it's so damn- [ He cuts off with a sharp hitch of his breath, his thoughts blanking for a moment as his incline towards his climax nearly reaches its peak. Each rhythmic slap of skin, each groan, sigh, and curse whispered under their breath has him unable to hold on for much longer. ]
[Even if there's some part of her that wished to feel Henry's fingers digging roughly into the skin at her hips as she pounded herself harder against him, LB was finding that the degree of control she had over him right now more than compensated for it. Perhaps she would think long and hard about what the hell that meant later, but for now, she let herself get intoxicated in the feeling of it all.
Perhaps if she weren't in the midst of fucking him, the pleasure building her mind into more and more of a haze, she'd be far more perceptive of the soreness rising through his arms to his fingertips, but it's all an oversight right now. Concentrating more on thrusting roughly against his erection, partly to fulfill his own requests, but to get her closer to her own climax.
Her hands first travel up to his wrists, unwittingly pressing onto them harder as she bucked against Henry at a more wild pace. Eventually, though, she found that unsatisfactory, instead gripping her hands at the rungs of her bed post, panting as took in each eager stroke of Henry's dick inside of her.]
I know. [She really didn't actually compute any of what Henry was saying, so it's more of an automatic response, as she was more focused on the sounds the creaking of her mattress was making underneath them. With her own climax coming soon, her skin flushes as her moans became more desperate, straining her next few words.]
[ Henry can attest to the fact that having the control in this sort of situation is an amazing feeling, having gone through something similar with another person here in Tanagura as well. He hadn't been a stranger to it, but he's generally OK with relinquishing control to his partner should they be much more comfortable in that situation.
Fortunately, Henry doesn't mind the ache in his arms. It only heightens the experience, like how salt enhances the taste of sweet treats. The tight pressure of silk against his wrist when she presses on them briefly gets a harsh exhale, leaning his head back against the bed as the core of his entire being tightens again. Her hand moves, adjusting her position and the movement completely seems to shift. Such a small change and that has him groaning out loud, though the attempt to muffle it with bites of his lips are there.
The wild rocking of their bodies punctuated by the protests of bedframe and mattress is also a sound he focuses on, and all he hears is "do it"- it's firm enough of a command to making him submit, and enticing an action to just indulge in it yet again. She's hot and wet around him, clenching here and there just at the right damn time that it makes him lose his control completely. Not that he needed to hold back, but it's just an automatic response whenever he comes close to climaxing, and in turn it sometimes makes the release that much more powerful. ]
Fuck- [ He mutters out a string of expletives before shuddering out an exhausted and relieved moan, teeth clenching suddenly as if in embarrassment, but soon giving up as his hips thrust up for the last time. He falls flat, but his hips seem to buck on their own whether Henry wants them to or not, and his gasps come out an octave higher from the effort. He didn't even realize how tight he'd been pulling at his tie, now thoroughly stretched and ruined, but he doesn't give a damn in this moment. ]
[While she specifically commands him to come – in order to try to get him to his climax before hers – LB still finds herself intoxicated by the overpowering feeling of her orgasm soon afterward, letting out her own string of curses as she stiffly thrusts against him to literally ride out the waves of pleasure throbbing within her.
However, it might have been something of a good thing that she comes first, as by the time she can feel the vibrations of Henry's climax within her, LB has enough of her senses back to be able to watch the strained expression on his face as he fills her with his seed. Her arms are still stretched above him, arousal still evident in her expression while LB looms above him, continuing to buck her hips against his until the pace seems to slow down in a satisfying lull.
Just to make sure he was done, LB lowers her arms to his chest, swerving herself against him in a couple smoother motions until stopping entirely. Her chin lowers as the exhaustion begins to overtake her; she wants to lie on top of him, but LB knows that she should probably untie him first.
However, before she reaches up for the tie, she has to take a few moments to catch her breath. During that lull, her eyes crane to Henry's, a tired laugh passing through her lips.]
God damn. [She huffs it out in a somewhat humored way as she finally works on lazily loosening the stretched out tie. Well, at least that made her own knot a little easier to untie, she supposed.]
[ Her own climax throbbing around him as his breath hitching, doing all that he can to keep his hips from stuttering too much. Her face contorts as expletives spill from her lips one after another, but he finds it beautiful all the same. He allows himself a few smooth rolls of his hips as his orgasm ebbs away in short pulses. His vision feels hazy as he looks her up and down, watching her chest heave with each heavy breath and sigh.
Soon, they're both just breathing hard, the only sounds in the room for the moment, until he lets out a weak sound at the sensitivity of his spent cock still enveloped by her wet body when she swivels her hips. The full weight of her soft form has him instinctively curling up on himself, the prickles of over-stimulation starting to kick in. He barely has the mind to reply with anyting witty, as she reaches up to work on the knot around his numbed wrists. As the silk loosens up, he can feel the blood starting to flow back into his fingertips which gets a gasp of relief from him. ]
Mnngh... [ There's hardly an intelligent sound available for the moment, as he tries to regain his composure. ]
[A little amused at his lack of reaction, LB smiles weakly, unwinding the last bit of the tie from his wrists, as well as the bed post. Taking a couple more moments to catch her breath again, she gingerly grips the stretched out piece of silk in her hand, keeping it in a loose fist as she slowly brings both hands to his chest.
Perhaps it's a little affected by the haze still working its way, through her head, but LB glances over his exhausted expression with some sort of affection before she leans forward to place a slow, relaxed kiss at his lips. As she does that, her hands push slightly at his chest to give her a bit of leverage to slowly pull him out of her – pausing the kiss as she sighed out against his chin.
Another few seconds pass before she carefully shifts her legs to be able to lie beside Henry's position, finally allowing herself to relax more against her mattress. As she waits for Henry to recover, LB leans on her side, letting her free hand idly roam around his chest.]
[ A shudder of relief escapes him as his shoulders completely relax against the bed, though he makes no efforts to straighten them out just yet. He just lets LB rest at his chest, kiss him, as he lazily returns it. He makes a muted sound against her lips as she slides gently off of him. He gives her chin a parting kiss as she shifts over to lie beside him.
He appreciates being given a moment to recover, finding that people who cling immediately to him right after make him mostly physically uncomfortable, and it makes him wish to depart sooner. Snuggling isn't something he really does much of as it is, though he's not against resting for a bit.
So as she leans against him, slim fingers tracing the surface of his chest, he finally brings his arm around her comfortably, making a sound in his throat at how good it feels to have his arms out of that position. ]
I think that was... definitely worth destroying a tie over for, yeah?
[Though LB was a handsy person herself, she'd feel weird about cuddling herself, especially considering she would use that kind of contact to literally kill people with, in the past. Maybe she would be okay with it eventually, but it was going to take a whole lot of time. Thankfully, all the partners she had so far were distant enough to not even try it after sex, and that's honestly how she preferred it anyway.
Feeling the slight comfort of her arm around her, LB sighs contently, glancing back up to his face as Henry groaned out. Her eyes crinkle with amusement at his comment, casually holding the hand up with the tie briefly before commenting.]
It wasn't long for this world – heeheehee – but at least it went out admirably. [She pauses for a bit, considering that gift card that came along with the mysterious monetary gift she got from the government – made all the more confusing when she had just come out of jail as well.] Maybe next time you won't have to wreck another one, hmm?
I'll have to give it a proper disposal. [ He gives the tie a look of faux solemn silence, as if he were honoring the memory of a dear friend. As the look dissipates, he sighs again, waiting for his heartbeat to slow and his breath to catch up with him. ]
I won't, will I?
[ His tone is amused again, as he glances over at her with a questioning look. Obviously saying 'next time' insinuates that she's interested in seeing him yet again, and he's curious as to just how much she wants to see him again. Maybe it's not as much as he assumes, or maybe it is– he'll just have to find out later. Though he has to admit that he more interesting part is how she's insinuating that during said next time, there would be restraints involved again. ]
Presumptuous of me to assume to that you're willing to provide?
Perhaps you can find a tiny ship and give it a viking funeral?
[Watching his faux, solemn response, LB's mirthful expression broadens until the unexpected amusement in his next remark sobers it a little, worried that perhaps she was a little too presumptuous with the suggestion. Perhaps she should be concerned that she wanted to be able to see him again after this, when she was doing pretty good in keeping herself distanced from everyone.
But when she thought about it, of all the men she slept with so far, Henry was the only one she slept because she really wanted to and not because of some kind of curiosity or experiment. Though she couldn't really just chalk it all up to that either – there was some part of her that wanted to know him better, though LB wasn't quite sure how to go about that yet or if she even should go about it.]
Well, assuming you do want to do – heheh – that again, it's the least I can do.
[Remembering something he said earlier, a smile returns to her lips.] Especially if you're going to buy me new lingerie sets.
[At least that part she's not worried about being presumptuous about, go figure.]
[ As he continues to look at her in wait for her reply, he entertains the idea some more. It's not that he doesn't enjoy repeat encounters, but for good reasons he does try to generally avoid them. Even if he wants to enjoy their company again, as it makes for an easier time adjusting to likes and dislikes in the sack, there's always a general unease. He bears himself a little bit each time, hitting a certain standard with each encounter, and one can only one-up themselves so often.
It rarely had anything to do with the partner at hand. He's never had someone be clingy or uncomfortable so far, so it's really all him. ]
Now that is a promise. As lovely as that shade of blue... [ The bra that'd been discarded to the floor catches his eye. ] ...is on you, there's no harm in changing the color palette a bit.
[ With his breathing starting to slow down, he shifts up onto his side propped up by his elbow. ]
If it wasn't, then it'd be a good cause for disappointment.
[LB follows his glance, raising her brows when she spots her bra on the floor in what she estimated to be his trajectory of vision. She was about to make a comment about how maybe it looked better on the floor, but the rest of the remark after that little pause pretty much killed that comment before it could even be formed.
However, it's at least a relief to her when he seems to accept her proposition. LB still isn't certain if he held much interest in her beyond the sex, but she supposed that would be fine if that were the case too. As it was now, even just casual sex with people was still a deeper connection than she had with anyone else anyway. She wanted to believe she was okay with that, but even if she knew she should distance herself, there was still some selfish part of her that didn't want to.]
If you're lucky, perhaps you'll eventually have all of the palettes in your phone gallery, hmm? Heeheehee...
[When would the next random lingerie selfie be? Who even knows, but she'd make damned sure it would be in an unexpected moment.
As Henry rolls to his side, LB withdraws her hand a little, placing the ruined tie between them as some sort of weird offering, if he still wanted that sad looking piece of silk.]
Just let me know if you find something that catches your eye?
[ It's honestly a damn shame. He could easily give people the deeper connection they craved without even considering the consequences- or he does, and is being incredibly cruel. Granted, he'd ultimately give himself that as well, but there are just some habits that are too hard to break. Distancing himself comes as second nature, an automatic response, and were he to act on his selfish desires? He'd let himself indulge in the warmth of someone's embrace. ]
Oh, you can count on that, love. [ He takes the end of the tie into his hand, more than happy to take it back to discard it for her. It'd be rude of him to leave any extra mess, however minimal it was, for her to deal with. ] I'm looking forward to having such an attractive collection of hues at my fingertips.
[ He lingers for a moment, looking down at his hand as he's just resting on his elbow. He slowly loops the tie around his hand, then looks back up at her. It's as if he wants to say something in parting, to announce that he's taking his leave in the smoothest way possible, but he opts for silence. He feels like he's already said enough as it is. So with a sigh, he swings his legs off the side of the bed and starts to pull up his pants which had been dropped onto the ground with his underwear, only putting together the bare minimum of his original outfit to be decent. Buttons of his shirt are done up just enough, though he at least tucks them into his pants, and drapes the hooded jacket over his arm.
There's a bit of a pause, still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking over his shoulder at her.]
Edited (clothes are hard to keep track of) Date: 12/1/15 03:54 am (UTC)
[Well, if he didn't take it, she'd likely do some kind of cheeky thing like put it up on her wall as some sort of weird trophy. So. Perhaps it's better that Henry was willing to take it away. Watching him take the offering, she smiles pleasantly at his response, thinking of the ways she could surprise him in the future.
Noticing that he was starting to gather his clothes, LB bends over the mattress, gathering the lingerie set she was wearing before, slipping on the scant pieces of fabric as he's busy dressing himself. However, what really draws her attention is the way he seems to hesitate once he has a suitable amount of clothing on.]
Taking off? Haha? [There's some, small part of her that feels a little sad from it – unusual, when she's pretty eager to get other people out the door (but too polite to really do anything about it) – but with that thought, she totally understood it too.
After a small huff – almost a laugh – she scoots herself forward enough to gently grasp at his shoulders (certainly nothing that would suggest she was trying to hold him there or anything like that).]
I'm glad you came by. [Angling her head, she places a kiss near the corner of his lips. Though she wasn't 100% sure what she even wanted to do with... whatever this was, LB could at least be honest with the feelings she was certain of – this was the kind of pick-me-up she needed after spending hell in that prison.] I'll look forward to the next time we meet.
[ He turns at the sound of her voice, offering a small smile and a nod. As she scoots forward to lean against him, hands on his shoulders in what could also be interpreted as a slight embrace, he can't help but feel a some wistfulness himself. It almost feels too normal and right, it makes it too tempting to linger, and that sweet kiss against the corner of his mouth is surprisingly powerful than it has any right to be.
But if he's feeling any surprise or shock of sentiment from it, it doesn't show on his face as his body shifts from a deep breath he takes. ]
As am I.
[ He reaches up with the hand that isn't occupied by the jacket draped over his arm and brushes his thumb and forefinger at her chin gently in an almost strangely affectionate gesture. Satisfied with the way she helped transitioned this somewhat abrupt ending to their fun little tryst, he pushes himself up onto his feet. ]
You and me both. I'll [ -makes a brief texting motion with his hands- ] call.
[ Then before he can realize that he used the wrong hand motions for what he'd just said, he starts to heard towards the exit of the bedroom. ]
[There's a small, content sigh from her nose as Henry gently grasps her chin. Briefly, her eyes close as she savors the fleeting moment – it was something she'd have to fondly think back on later, whenever she'd inevitably wonder if she was capable of experiencing some kind of "normalcy" ever again.
While she's not as quick to rise to her feet, her expression is momentarily dumbfounded as she watches him say he's going to call her... when it seemed like he was making some kind of texting gesture? Ducking her head a little, her eyes narrow from amusement, genuinely giggling a little at the misplaced signal. Even if it was just a small mistake, it's something else that might cross her mind later, at random times, drawing a smile in response.
At the very least, she's not far behind him as she follows him to the door.]
Well, until then, I'll wait for your– [Her smile widens to something impish as she cheekily mimics the texting motion Henry just made, speaking along with it.] –"call".
[ Like LB, Henry will definitely recall some moments here fondly. He'd consider it an indulgence, of course, since he's more or less wondering if he deserves normalcy at all.
He turns just in time to avoid her amused stare, the giggling behind him giving him slight pause as he brings a hand up to the back of his neck. He rubs it sheepishly, exiting, noting that she is on his heels as well. Hand still at his neck, he reaches the door then turns when she speaks up, the look on his face pretty much matching what one would expect of a person caught being silly.
As she mimics the little hand motions, he stifles a laugh in his throat and drops his hand with a grin. ]
Right, have a field day with that one, then. [ Turning the knob, he leaves the door ajar as he pulls his jacket on, bringing the hood over his head. ] Bye.
[It was something LB also felt she didn't deserve and honestly? She'd probably never be fully content if she could go back to a completely normal life, but sometimes there was that desire for contentment that she couldn't distance herself from. Perhaps "indulgence" was a good term for it.
Her expression cools to a milder smile as Henry turns to the door, making sure to note to only bring it up every now and then – too much would be tacky.] I will, haha. Don't you worry about that much.
[And with that, she stands by, waiting for him to leave to properly shut the door. Even if she did intend to watch him until he was out of her sight.]
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Date: 11/19/15 12:41 am (UTC)Regardless, she forms something of a shaky smile as she notices Henry desperately try to push more into her. While she wants nothing more than to have him fill her completely, with that kind of reaction, LB has to play with it a little. So, pulling away from the kiss, she mutters a chuckle as she initially denies him the deeper penetration.]
You're so eager.
[Her thumb strokes at the underside of the length not quite inside of her as she sits up a little. Before Henry can be too disappointed, though, LB pushes herself down the rest of the way down his cock. Part of her wanted to make him beg for more of her, but she already successfully did that not all that long ago, didn't she? Besides, it wasn't like he was the only eager one here.
Moving her hands to his stomach, she steadies herself before starting a rhythm – not agonizingly slow, but not fast enough to really drive either of them to the edge either. Arcing her head back for a few seconds, LB closes her eyes as she takes in the first few thrusts, eventually opening them halfway as she glanced over Henry's face.]
How's – mmm – how's this?
[She's expecting him to tell her to go faster, and honestly she's at the position to let him get what he wants – if he says it the right way, anyway.]
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Date: 11/19/15 05:05 am (UTC)The slight delay of pleasure, the coy bit of denial has him gasping out. His toes spread out as his leg muscles tense, the bit of attention on the underside of his cock making him feel like he should prepare for something. He's most certainly glad she has good timing- knowing just how long to tease and how well to reward him. When she sinks down on his length, he lets out a loud groan as the suffocating warmth of her body coats him completely. Her body touches down against his skin and he pushes his hips up to meet hers, drive himself in further before she starts to move again. His eyes squint, just barely open as he watches her body move up and down, his arms pulling at the tie with each jostle of his body. His face grows flush as he clenches his teeth, growling softly through his teeth as she works him up steadily. ]
Amazing- you, ah- you feel bloody amazing. [ He does want her to move faster, but he's having trouble catching up with his brain. He knows the position he's in, he knows he's at her mercy here even if she'd been the one to ask him to tell her what to do. ]
Harder, please.
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Date: 11/19/15 06:28 am (UTC)For now, though, LB continues to steadily grind on Henry's cock, sighing out pleasurably as she waited for his response. She glances down at him, swerving her hips in the moderate pace even as he strains out his reply. It was actually a little impressive, really, that even in his position he still used his manners in his request – she had nothing left at all to tease him with, but with how the heat was building up within herself, she was more than okay with that.]
S-since you, ah... asked nicely...
[She leans forward again, trailing her hands down his restrained arms, bringing her chest closer to his face as she angled her hips to allow him more access to be able to drive his length deeper within her. It's not long before she hastens her pace, driving her hips harder against his, her pants becoming more desperate as the thrusts became deeper.]
Fuck...
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Date: 11/22/15 04:59 am (UTC)The shift of her body leaning closer to his is maddening. There's so much he wants to touch, grasp, and fist hard in his hands- her body is supple, soft, and he can practically taste it. He lets out a low moan as her body tightens a bit with the change. His hips move, automatically sensing the room that her shifting has offered him, quickly meeting her pace with enthusiastic thrusts of his hips. His wrists are sore, arms as well, with the tie starting to choke off the blood supply to his hands. The numbing sensation that starts to prickle at his fingertips has him clenching and releasing them.
He grunts, huffing between the low sounds he emits from the effort. As LB's body takes him in deeper with each pointed strike of his hips, all he can think about is how badly he wants to continue feeling her body around him as he comes. The more he thinks about it, the tighter the metaphorical coil in his gut grows. ]
N-Nghhh, shit– all of you, I... it's so damn- [ He cuts off with a sharp hitch of his breath, his thoughts blanking for a moment as his incline towards his climax nearly reaches its peak. Each rhythmic slap of skin, each groan, sigh, and curse whispered under their breath has him unable to hold on for much longer. ]
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Date: 11/22/15 07:47 am (UTC)Perhaps if she weren't in the midst of fucking him, the pleasure building her mind into more and more of a haze, she'd be far more perceptive of the soreness rising through his arms to his fingertips, but it's all an oversight right now. Concentrating more on thrusting roughly against his erection, partly to fulfill his own requests, but to get her closer to her own climax.
Her hands first travel up to his wrists, unwittingly pressing onto them harder as she bucked against Henry at a more wild pace. Eventually, though, she found that unsatisfactory, instead gripping her hands at the rungs of her bed post, panting as took in each eager stroke of Henry's dick inside of her.]
I know. [She really didn't actually compute any of what Henry was saying, so it's more of an automatic response, as she was more focused on the sounds the creaking of her mattress was making underneath them. With her own climax coming soon, her skin flushes as her moans became more desperate, straining her next few words.]
Do it. Ugh, come into me.
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Date: 11/24/15 04:35 am (UTC)Fortunately, Henry doesn't mind the ache in his arms. It only heightens the experience, like how salt enhances the taste of sweet treats. The tight pressure of silk against his wrist when she presses on them briefly gets a harsh exhale, leaning his head back against the bed as the core of his entire being tightens again. Her hand moves, adjusting her position and the movement completely seems to shift. Such a small change and that has him groaning out loud, though the attempt to muffle it with bites of his lips are there.
The wild rocking of their bodies punctuated by the protests of bedframe and mattress is also a sound he focuses on, and all he hears is "do it"- it's firm enough of a command to making him submit, and enticing an action to just indulge in it yet again. She's hot and wet around him, clenching here and there just at the right damn time that it makes him lose his control completely. Not that he needed to hold back, but it's just an automatic response whenever he comes close to climaxing, and in turn it sometimes makes the release that much more powerful. ]
Fuck- [ He mutters out a string of expletives before shuddering out an exhausted and relieved moan, teeth clenching suddenly as if in embarrassment, but soon giving up as his hips thrust up for the last time. He falls flat, but his hips seem to buck on their own whether Henry wants them to or not, and his gasps come out an octave higher from the effort. He didn't even realize how tight he'd been pulling at his tie, now thoroughly stretched and ruined, but he doesn't give a damn in this moment. ]
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Date: 11/24/15 05:22 am (UTC)However, it might have been something of a good thing that she comes first, as by the time she can feel the vibrations of Henry's climax within her, LB has enough of her senses back to be able to watch the strained expression on his face as he fills her with his seed. Her arms are still stretched above him, arousal still evident in her expression while LB looms above him, continuing to buck her hips against his until the pace seems to slow down in a satisfying lull.
Just to make sure he was done, LB lowers her arms to his chest, swerving herself against him in a couple smoother motions until stopping entirely. Her chin lowers as the exhaustion begins to overtake her; she wants to lie on top of him, but LB knows that she should probably untie him first.
However, before she reaches up for the tie, she has to take a few moments to catch her breath. During that lull, her eyes crane to Henry's, a tired laugh passing through her lips.]
God damn. [She huffs it out in a somewhat humored way as she finally works on lazily loosening the stretched out tie. Well, at least that made her own knot a little easier to untie, she supposed.]
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Date: 11/25/15 11:52 pm (UTC)Soon, they're both just breathing hard, the only sounds in the room for the moment, until he lets out a weak sound at the sensitivity of his spent cock still enveloped by her wet body when she swivels her hips. The full weight of her soft form has him instinctively curling up on himself, the prickles of over-stimulation starting to kick in. He barely has the mind to reply with anyting witty, as she reaches up to work on the knot around his numbed wrists. As the silk loosens up, he can feel the blood starting to flow back into his fingertips which gets a gasp of relief from him. ]
Mnngh... [ There's hardly an intelligent sound available for the moment, as he tries to regain his composure. ]
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Date: 11/26/15 12:36 am (UTC)Perhaps it's a little affected by the haze still working its way, through her head, but LB glances over his exhausted expression with some sort of affection before she leans forward to place a slow, relaxed kiss at his lips. As she does that, her hands push slightly at his chest to give her a bit of leverage to slowly pull him out of her – pausing the kiss as she sighed out against his chin.
Another few seconds pass before she carefully shifts her legs to be able to lie beside Henry's position, finally allowing herself to relax more against her mattress. As she waits for Henry to recover, LB leans on her side, letting her free hand idly roam around his chest.]
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Date: 11/26/15 06:17 am (UTC)He appreciates being given a moment to recover, finding that people who cling immediately to him right after make him mostly physically uncomfortable, and it makes him wish to depart sooner. Snuggling isn't something he really does much of as it is, though he's not against resting for a bit.
So as she leans against him, slim fingers tracing the surface of his chest, he finally brings his arm around her comfortably, making a sound in his throat at how good it feels to have his arms out of that position. ]
I think that was... definitely worth destroying a tie over for, yeah?
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Date: 11/26/15 09:10 am (UTC)Feeling the slight comfort of her arm around her, LB sighs contently, glancing back up to his face as Henry groaned out. Her eyes crinkle with amusement at his comment, casually holding the hand up with the tie briefly before commenting.]
It wasn't long for this world – heeheehee – but at least it went out admirably. [She pauses for a bit, considering that gift card that came along with the mysterious monetary gift she got from the government – made all the more confusing when she had just come out of jail as well.] Maybe next time you won't have to wreck another one, hmm?
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Date: 11/27/15 09:27 pm (UTC)I won't, will I?
[ His tone is amused again, as he glances over at her with a questioning look. Obviously saying 'next time' insinuates that she's interested in seeing him yet again, and he's curious as to just how much she wants to see him again. Maybe it's not as much as he assumes, or maybe it is– he'll just have to find out later. Though he has to admit that he more interesting part is how she's insinuating that during said next time, there would be restraints involved again. ]
Presumptuous of me to assume to that you're willing to provide?
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Date: 11/28/15 02:08 am (UTC)[Watching his faux, solemn response, LB's mirthful expression broadens until the unexpected amusement in his next remark sobers it a little, worried that perhaps she was a little too presumptuous with the suggestion. Perhaps she should be concerned that she wanted to be able to see him again after this, when she was doing pretty good in keeping herself distanced from everyone.
But when she thought about it, of all the men she slept with so far, Henry was the only one she slept because she really wanted to and not because of some kind of curiosity or experiment. Though she couldn't really just chalk it all up to that either – there was some part of her that wanted to know him better, though LB wasn't quite sure how to go about that yet or if she even should go about it.]
Well, assuming you do want to do – heheh – that again, it's the least I can do.
[Remembering something he said earlier, a smile returns to her lips.] Especially if you're going to buy me new lingerie sets.
[At least that part she's not worried about being presumptuous about, go figure.]
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Date: 11/28/15 07:50 pm (UTC)[ As he continues to look at her in wait for her reply, he entertains the idea some more. It's not that he doesn't enjoy repeat encounters, but for good reasons he does try to generally avoid them. Even if he wants to enjoy their company again, as it makes for an easier time adjusting to likes and dislikes in the sack, there's always a general unease. He bears himself a little bit each time, hitting a certain standard with each encounter, and one can only one-up themselves so often.
It rarely had anything to do with the partner at hand. He's never had someone be clingy or uncomfortable so far, so it's really all him. ]
Now that is a promise. As lovely as that shade of blue... [ The bra that'd been discarded to the floor catches his eye. ] ...is on you, there's no harm in changing the color palette a bit.
[ With his breathing starting to slow down, he shifts up onto his side propped up by his elbow. ]
It'll be adequate incentive.
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Date: 11/28/15 11:17 pm (UTC)[LB follows his glance, raising her brows when she spots her bra on the floor in what she estimated to be his trajectory of vision. She was about to make a comment about how maybe it looked better on the floor, but the rest of the remark after that little pause pretty much killed that comment before it could even be formed.
However, it's at least a relief to her when he seems to accept her proposition. LB still isn't certain if he held much interest in her beyond the sex, but she supposed that would be fine if that were the case too. As it was now, even just casual sex with people was still a deeper connection than she had with anyone else anyway. She wanted to believe she was okay with that, but even if she knew she should distance herself, there was still some selfish part of her that didn't want to.]
If you're lucky, perhaps you'll eventually have all of the palettes in your phone gallery, hmm? Heeheehee...
[When would the next random lingerie selfie be? Who even knows, but she'd make damned sure it would be in an unexpected moment.
As Henry rolls to his side, LB withdraws her hand a little, placing the ruined tie between them as some sort of weird offering, if he still wanted that sad looking piece of silk.]
Just let me know if you find something that catches your eye?
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Date: 12/1/15 03:32 am (UTC)Oh, you can count on that, love. [ He takes the end of the tie into his hand, more than happy to take it back to discard it for her. It'd be rude of him to leave a
ny extramess, however minimal it was, for her to deal with. ] I'm looking forward to having such an attractive collection of hues at my fingertips.[ He lingers for a moment, looking down at his hand as he's just resting on his elbow. He slowly loops the tie around his hand, then looks back up at her. It's as if he wants to say something in parting, to announce that he's taking his leave in the smoothest way possible, but he opts for silence. He feels like he's already said enough as it is. So with a sigh, he swings his legs off the side of the bed and starts to pull up his pants which had been dropped onto the ground with his underwear, only putting together the bare minimum of his original outfit to be decent. Buttons of his shirt are done up just enough, though he at least tucks them into his pants, and drapes the hooded jacket over his arm.
There's a bit of a pause, still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking over his shoulder at her.]
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Date: 12/1/15 03:59 am (UTC)Noticing that he was starting to gather his clothes, LB bends over the mattress, gathering the lingerie set she was wearing before, slipping on the scant pieces of fabric as he's busy dressing himself. However, what really draws her attention is the way he seems to hesitate once he has a suitable amount of clothing on.]
Taking off? Haha? [There's some, small part of her that feels a little sad from it – unusual, when she's pretty eager to get other people out the door (but too polite to really do anything about it) – but with that thought, she totally understood it too.
After a small huff – almost a laugh – she scoots herself forward enough to gently grasp at his shoulders (certainly nothing that would suggest she was trying to hold him there or anything like that).]
I'm glad you came by. [Angling her head, she places a kiss near the corner of his lips. Though she wasn't 100% sure what she even wanted to do with... whatever this was, LB could at least be honest with the feelings she was certain of – this was the kind of pick-me-up she needed after spending hell in that prison.] I'll look forward to the next time we meet.
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Date: 12/2/15 06:11 am (UTC)But if he's feeling any surprise or shock of sentiment from it, it doesn't show on his face as his body shifts from a deep breath he takes. ]
As am I.
[ He reaches up with the hand that isn't occupied by the jacket draped over his arm and brushes his thumb and forefinger at her chin gently in an almost strangely affectionate gesture. Satisfied with the way she helped transitioned this somewhat abrupt ending to their fun little tryst, he pushes himself up onto his feet. ]
You and me both. I'll [ -makes a brief texting motion with his hands- ] call.
[ Then before he can realize that he used the wrong hand motions for what he'd just said, he starts to heard towards the exit of the bedroom. ]
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Date: 12/2/15 10:41 pm (UTC)While she's not as quick to rise to her feet, her expression is momentarily dumbfounded as she watches him say he's going to call her... when it seemed like he was making some kind of texting gesture? Ducking her head a little, her eyes narrow from amusement, genuinely giggling a little at the misplaced signal. Even if it was just a small mistake, it's something else that might cross her mind later, at random times, drawing a smile in response.
At the very least, she's not far behind him as she follows him to the door.]
Well, until then, I'll wait for your– [Her smile widens to something impish as she cheekily mimics the texting motion Henry just made, speaking along with it.] –"call".
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Date: 12/3/15 08:07 am (UTC)He turns just in time to avoid her amused stare, the giggling behind him giving him slight pause as he brings a hand up to the back of his neck. He rubs it sheepishly, exiting, noting that she is on his heels as well. Hand still at his neck, he reaches the door then turns when she speaks up, the look on his face pretty much matching what one would expect of a person caught being silly.
As she mimics the little hand motions, he stifles a laugh in his throat and drops his hand with a grin. ]
Right, have a field day with that one, then. [ Turning the knob, he leaves the door ajar as he pulls his jacket on, bringing the hood over his head. ] Bye.
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Date: 12/3/15 09:20 am (UTC)Her expression cools to a milder smile as Henry turns to the door, making sure to note to only bring it up every now and then – too much would be tacky.] I will, haha. Don't you worry about that much.
[And with that, she stands by, waiting for him to leave to properly shut the door. Even if she did intend to watch him until he was out of her sight.]
See you around, lover.