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[noburden]

[She knows. She presses her teeth into his neck, stifling a laugh.]

It's where you're meant to be.

[And yet!!! She makes them both suffer.]

[rosarianoath]

Teased? Tormented? [With a trace of humour:] I'm not above begging, if it's you.

[noburden]

I'm listening.

[There's a small swell of pride in her chest. Only her.]

[rosarianoath]

[His hand drags up to the back of her neck again, fingers tangling into her hair.]

I’ve fantasized about you for months… desperate to even brush against you in the kitchen, on the stairs…

[noburden]

[She hums in approval of his touch.]

I had hoped you were thinking of me. Wanting me.

[rosarianoath]

I was. More than once I had to excuse myself to relieve myself…

[noburden]

[Sharing that detail gets a firmer touch from her hand. A reward.]

The cold nights have been miserable without you.

[rosarianoath]

[He groans, but it staves off him manhandling her a moment longer.]

Please let me keep you warm now, to make up for lost time…

[noburden]

That night of the blizzard, I wanted nothing more but to share a bed with you. To curl up in your arms until the storm passed.

[Like maybe not so much with company present but deep down.]

[rosarianoath]

I would have given into you, if only you asked.

[Guests or not.]

[noburden]

That would have been a terrible idea.

[Their guests!!!]

[rosarianoath]

Why?

[He knows why.]

If I could have you in a bookshop…

[noburden]

Because our friends were right here. It would be inappropriate.

[The bookshop was different.]

[rosarianoath]

[He gives a little amused scoff, petting her hair again and lifting up his hips to press into her hand.]

Inappropriate? I see. It wouldn’t stop Ifrit.

[noburden]

Ifrit can do as he pleases, now.

[All while not traumatizing Dion and Krauser. Jill lets him thrust into her hand before reaching around to fondle his balls.]

[rosarianoath]

[A low sound pops off his lips, something like a growl, as her touch shifts. It's followed by a deep breath, and then he's done: he's not waiting anymore. He reaches to grab her and lift her onto him proper.]

[noburden]

Is this a hint, Clive?

[Jill laughs before cupping his face with both hands and kissing him hungrily. He's welcome to lose what little patience he has.]

[rosarianoath]

[Maneuvering her onto him takes some application of upper body strength he does not have prone underneath her, so he sits right up, taking her with him and hooking a hand under one thigh to haul her over. His face never leaves the vicinity of hers, his lips just barely parting from hers. He says, this one a growl:]

I believe I was asked what I wanted, and answered.

[But there's a bit of a grin there, too.]

[noburden]

[She likes it. It earns him a kiss that's more affectionate than anything, and she reaches down between them to position his cock so that she doesn't snap it in half by sitting down at the wrong angle.

She can't help but take the opportunity to tease, rubbing his head between her lips.]

Forgive me. I think I've forgotten what it is that you want so desperately.

[rosarianoath]

[Founder, she feels good. He groans right against her mouth, then says, somewhere between a demand and a plea:]

Ride me.

[noburden]

[Both sound good to her ears. She loops her arms over her shoulders and kisses him again as she sinks down, moaning against his mouth. He fills her perfectly, every time.]

Why do you ever pull yourself out from me?

[rosarianoath]

[Heavenly. His hands settle around her hips, squeezing, fingers digging in just to feel her flesh under his hands.]

So I can go back in deeper.

[noburden]

Sometimes it feels like you might split me in half.

[Not a complaint as she lifts herself up before slowly letting him slide into her again.]

[rosarianoath]

[He finds himself looking down, between their chests, and he sinks back onto his elbows just to watch the length of her body gyrate up and down, how slowly his cock is stuffed back into her. Truly heavenly.]

You like it? How big I am inside you?

[noburden]

Of course.

[He's enjoying the view, and so she leans back to put her hands on his thighs rather than his chest for leverage as she rolls her hips.]

No one's compared.