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...I think it's, ah... my turn to—to tell you to do whatever you like to me....

What makes you think I'm not?

...I guess that's—very true.

Keep... doing all of that, though, because—I think I'll be a little disappointed, ah... if I'm not covered in bruises later, you know...

[nips at her jawline]

Then, spread your legs a little wider for me.

[his fingers don't stop, keeping up that steady but too-light pace]

[ she nudges her legs further apart. ]

Like, ah—like that...?

Like that. Good.

[purring right by her ear]

Now move your hips. Show me what you want.

[he lifts his fingers up until they're barely a hair's breadth away from touching her clit]

[ her eyelashes flutter a little, jaw just a little slack, and then she does—raising her hips to brush his fingers between her legs, to her entrance. ]

[letting the tips of his fingers touch, teasing at her entrance while he tugs on her earlobe with his teeth]

You want my fingers here?

Th... there, and—inside. I want to—to feel you, I can barely stand it like this...

Be patient.

[he strokes his fingers outside, just getting them wet, before he glides a finger inside, followed by another, and presses in deep]

[ she makes a ragged gasp, arching, and her hands curl harder into the sheets. ]

I guess we—really are... having that vacation day...

[laughs, low and warm by her ear as he thrusts his fingers back and forth]

So we are. The first of many, I expect.

Ye gods, I, ah—I really hope—

[ she’s panting in earnest, now, and her hips buck against his fingers. ]

[he withdraws his fingers for just a moment, rubbing quick firm circles around her clit, and then diving back in]

You look so beautiful like this.

[ she makes a little whine when he switches back and forth, and turns her head toward him, eyes heavy-lidded. ]

Well, this is—the poem you make of me, so—

[he groans softly and kisses her, seeking out her tongue as he fucks her with his fingers, deep and quick]

[ she melts against him and into the kiss, parting her lips for him, his tongue, his heat, curling her leg around him and groaning with every thrust. ]

[withdraws again, as before, rubbing her clit in quick hard strokes before resuming again, his fingers gliding in and curling to find just the right angle]

[ she breaks, gasping, and takes the moment to throw her arms around his shoulders, hanging off of him, knocking her forehead lightly into his. ]

Nnh—Raven—

[ her voice pitches upwards in a gasp, the way it does when she's getting close, and she tightens around him. ]

[he can feel his wrist starting to ache but he's determined to make her unravel, and he thrusts his fingers in harder, almost like a piston]

Come for me. Say my name again, and come.

R, Raven—

[ she buries her face in his hair and lets herself go, gasping and hips twitching against him on instinct as the climax washes over her. ]

[he doesn't stop, doesn't let up, pressing his thumb to her clit while she comes, only letting up when it seems like she's had enough]

... beautiful.

[ eventually she relaxes against him, although still panting against his neck, arms still looped around his shoulders. ]

Mmmh.

[ yeah that's all she's got in her right now. ]

[sooooo pleased. gently withdraws his hand and curls up along her side, resting his chin on her shoulder]

Mmmmmm.

[ just

draping herself over him. soft. nice. ]

Mmmmmmaybe we should get food delivered here...

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