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[ Oh hello, his eyes go wide, pupils blown, whole body taut where she presses into him. The friction of having his pants, underwear, dragged down — makes him hiss, his head tipping back to thump quietly against the wall.

F— Fuck. Completely breathless, ]

Yeah — well — no objections... here.

Good. Then...

[With the support of the wall behind him, she slowly drops to her knees in front of him; letting her other hand follow her down his body.]

I'll just help myself~

[She tilts her head against his thigh; allowing her lips to trail the side of his shaft, while her fingers stroke the other side. Both touches are highly appreciative; tongue, lips and fingers tracing the finer details of his shape.]

[ Even the light brush of her hand down his flank pulls a shudder out of him. The feel of her lips has him jerking back, shoving himself into the wall to avoid rocking up into her mouth without warning. D, dammit.

She probably recognizes some of this. He feels strung out, on edge, just from the waiting — not quite as hypersensitive as the cock ring left him, but...

Yeah, not completely dissimilar, either. His breathing is ragged, tight responsive noises when she starts touching him in earnest. ]

[Watching his his body jerk as he forces himself back against the wall; her lips flutter a bit-- part of a stifled chuckle. She leans back a bit to look up at him. There's an intensity in her eyes that's matched by her tone.]

If you want to fuck my mouth that badly... then maybe you should.

[She leans back in; this time to trace the underside of his shaft with the tip of her tongue, when she comes to the head, she gives the very edge a playful flick, lips parted invitingly.]

I'll tell you if you're too much for me.

[ Shit. His hips jerk, a stuttering half-thrust, before he wrestles himself back under control. A very... thick laugh, low in his throat. ]

Whatever happened to punishment, I — wonder.

[ Brings a hand up to cradle the back of her head, fingers stroking lightly through her hair. ]

Feels like I should warn you — I'm not sure how long I'm gonna last like this.

[ Isn't it a good thing you were planning on fucking him, it won't have to stop the fun~. ]

[The mention of his "punishment" causes the corners of her lips to curl upward.]

Oh you're not off the hook yet, Mister.

[She purses her lips and lightly blows air over him where her tongue has left him wet.]

But if I leave you like this now your punishment might be too much for you to handle. So I'll just have to calm you down a little first.

[ If she hadn't prefaced it by doing that, he would definitely be asking what that means — too much for him to handle in what sense — but she did preface it by doing that, so the rest of her words are just white noise.

Head snapped back against the wall again, jaw rigid, the air sobbing out of him, haaah. He really is — very close, s'not... gonna take much more of that... ]

[It's a little fun-- getting to cause reactions like that. But only because she knows that means he's enjoying it that much. But she knows he's close and she's not about to disappoint.

Serenity takes half a moment to relax, because she knows very well that her mouth isn't all that big. But that doesn't stop her from taking him deep into her mouth; to the back of her throat. There's no going slow now. As soon as he's in, she's already rocking her head back and forth; sliding her lips around him. She lets her head lean back against the hand in her hair. Her own little way of saying she likes feeling that pressure there.

There are little sounds... muffled huffs and sighs of pleasure as she sucks him off. For all her teasing, she's extremely earnest and eager when it comes to expressing what feels good for her-- even the things that don't directly do anything for her.]

[ She'd better be enjoying this, because it's — definitely kind of embarrassing, even though he knows he doesn't really have anything to be embarrassed about. ]

Rene—

[ His voice thin, urgent; a warning. His hips rock a little, involuntary, into her mouth. ]

[She murmurs something incoherent, between her name and the way he rocks into her mouth. But her fingers curl around the back of his thighs; encouraging him. Maybe it's a little embarrassing-- but she's of the mind that sometimes the best things are. And she wants him to enjoy it.]

[ f, fuck ] [ Lupine hisses, a fierce sound, but she doesn't get another warning. His hips jerk again, a short stuttered thrust, and then he's coming: hard, thick, peppering the back of her throat if she doesn't pull back, haah.

He's left panting, shivering, for a long fuzzy moment, before his eyes lock on her face. Dark. ]

Damn.

[ Breathy. ]

[She stays very still; slowly drinking the fluid as it shoots into the back of her throat. There's a soft hum of satisfaction as she finishes it, slowly pulling back-- but not without first providing a bit of gentle cleaning with her tongue.

Licking her lips she looks up at him with a pleased look on her face.]

--worth the wait?

[ A very — very breathless laugh. He leans back, resting as much as he'll probably be allowed. ~~Stupid status ailment.~~ ]

Please. [ He's so very far from picky right now, and he almost says as much, before — catching himself and remembering who he's with. His eyes shut, then open again, seeking her face out. ] You should know it was.

[She deserved that response and she knows it. It's not difficult to figure out his thought process right now-- that's the nature of the status effect, after all. Fortunately without the effects of monster brain, she knows full well that his not being picky right now doesn't reflect on his interest in her-- not with the fun history they have. She giggles, shaking her head and standing; brushing herself off.]

...rather cocky for someone who has yet to be punished.

[More important to her in this situation is that thanks to earlier, she knows he has his boundaries still well in tact even now.]

You do remember our little system from before-- right?

[ Yeah, well, look. ~~He felt the need to be careful.~~ ] [ His eyebrows quirk a little at her phrasing, then he pushes himself back up into a more attentive sitting position, legs splaying more than his usual because... well, because. ]

Sorry. [ Sunnily, because he's not. ] Don't mean to be difficult. [ Teasingly, because... ] And I remember.

[ Toothy grin. ]

Green.

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