If that happens, I'll... make do. If I even notice at all.
[She runs her thumbs up over the rise of his cheekbones, dragging the nails down the hollows, and then restarting the circuit. She presses her lips to his again, humming softly against him. It isn't that she is ignoring the issue of her volume — and it will be an issue — but that she's letting herself steep in his concern on her behalf. She loves him for little things like that.]
My legs might not have the strength for my prize today though?
You're probably not going to get my best effort if we start right now, either.
[ Well, it's Calhir, so barely-coherent fumbling could still mean an hour straight, easily. But he's proud enough that if she tells him to do things like take her hard enough to offend the heavens he doesn't want to phone it in.
Still, the way she's touching him... he doesn't want this to go nowhere, either. Leaving the moment has all the appeal of getting out of a warm blanket on a cold day. ]
[If not the big prize, why not another, smaller one? She interrupts her circuit briefly to nip at his lower lip, to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and to pull him more fully into a proper hungry kiss. If he can't make her body an affront to Tentei now, maybe they can settle into something softer.
Not feeling particularly subtle about her ideas in the comfort of her own bed, she rocks minutely against him, relishing how he feels against her bare thighs.]
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[She runs her thumbs up over the rise of his cheekbones, dragging the nails down the hollows, and then restarting the circuit. She presses her lips to his again, humming softly against him. It isn't that she is ignoring the issue of her volume — and it will be an issue — but that she's letting herself steep in his concern on her behalf. She loves him for little things like that.]
My legs might not have the strength for my prize today though?
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[ Well, it's Calhir, so barely-coherent fumbling could still mean an hour straight, easily. But he's proud enough that if she tells him to do things like take her hard enough to offend the heavens he doesn't want to phone it in.
Still, the way she's touching him... he doesn't want this to go nowhere, either. Leaving the moment has all the appeal of getting out of a warm blanket on a cold day. ]
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[If not the big prize, why not another, smaller one? She interrupts her circuit briefly to nip at his lower lip, to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and to pull him more fully into a proper hungry kiss. If he can't make her body an affront to Tentei now, maybe they can settle into something softer.
Not feeling particularly subtle about her ideas in the comfort of her own bed, she rocks minutely against him, relishing how he feels against her bare thighs.]