[ and she's gasping against the pillows; his arms around her are more or less the only thing holding her up. her legs splay wider under him, inviting. ]
[raven's too pent up to tease her, and he knows she likes it rough, so he doesn't bother building up to a relentless fucking, instead thrusting into her hard with harsh snaps of his hips against her ass. he braces one hand on the floor and the other on her hip, barely pulling out with each thrust]
[he groans in response, panting as he exerts himself to keep up the hard, intense pace, both hands gripping her hips now, bruisingly tight. but he's determined to hear her come apart, wanting to make her scream for him]
[ it isn't long before her cries hit a peak, unable to restrain herself; her arms flex against the ropes, and—well. she's glad she paid to upgrade all the dorm rooms to soundproof.
she comes hard, with a hoarse scream, shaking bodily under him. ]
[raven swears breathlessly, feeling himself rapidly hurtling towards the edge, sweat forming on his brow as he thrusts and thrusts. his nails dig into shrike's hips, hard enough to leave marks, and he gasps her name before pressing deep and spilling himself a second time]
[raven's slowly melting too, just barely able to keep himself from collapsing on top of her. he rests his forehead against the middle of her back as he struggles to catch his breath. eventually, he starts to pull out, placing a soft kiss on shrike's back in apology]
Just... give me a minute.
[with fumbling hands, he begins the process of untying the rope from her limbs]
[it takes him a bit to get the finer knots untied, but eventually everything comes off, and he flops down on the rug facing her, drawing her into his arms]
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softlyfalling) wrote2019-02-12 07:23 pm
Re: Day 318
[he rubs his thumb along her slit, teasing her clit for a moment, but mostly getting it wet before he moves it to the rim of her ass hole]
Does anyone touch you here, by any chance...?
Re: Day 318
Not... really, before. Actually.
Re: Day 318
[he rubs his thumb around the rim, just touching, as he shifts forward so he can drag his cock along her outer folds]
Re: Day 318
It's—definitely fine, ah, like... like this...
—ah, that's... please.
Re: Day 318
[one hand smooths up her back, tugging at the rope, and then he's guiding himself into her, slow but relentless]
Hah...
Re: Day 318
[ after all that winding-up, she feels like she's melting, a little bit. ]
Re: Day 318
I know... you're all mine.
[he pulls out slowly, and then thrusts in hard]
Re: Day 318
[ and she's gasping against the pillows; his arms around her are more or less the only thing holding her up. her legs splay wider under him, inviting. ]
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Re: Day 318
[ all she can do is cry out for him with each relentless, hard thrust, squirming against him with each hot meeting of flesh against flesh.
it's almost more than she can bear already; her voice pitches upwards with every pant. ]
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Yes--yes, oh, Shrike--
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she comes hard, with a hoarse scream, shaking bodily under him. ]
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Shrike--!
Re: Day 318
Mmnh.
Re: Day 318
Just... give me a minute.
[with fumbling hands, he begins the process of untying the rope from her limbs]
Re: Day 318
[ she makes a soft little sort of sigh as he pulls out, and slumps a little more against the pillows. ]
Re: Day 318
Warm...?
Re: Day 318
[ she curls up against him, turning her head up towards him, eyes closed. ]
I always feel a little... embarrassed asking for things like that.
Re: Day 318
You won't ever hear me complain.
Re: Day 318
I'm sure... everything will be all right, you know.
Re: Day 318
[he tucks his head under her chin, sighing]
Hearing you say it... almost makes me believe it.