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[ snorts ]

Appreciate the restraint.

And here I have you completely at my mercy...

[ pleased ]

Oh no. So helpless. Help, help.

Hm.

[stands up a little more, so she can loom above him]

If you keep up like that you're going to make me think I should be being less nice.

[ leans back, propping himself on his arm to look up at her ]

There's a time and a place for being nice... And a time and place for being less nice.

[She settles her hands on his shoulders and pushes them down with a significant amount of force, so he's not propped up anymore, and leans in close.]

Well, that biting square was pretty aggressively worded. Maybe I should get in some more to make sure it counts.

[ falls backwards onto his elbows, letting his head tip back as he laughs ]

[She leans in to bite right at the bend of his shoulder, mouth open wide so she gets the muscle in between her teeth. It's more of a chomp than even an aggressive love bite, starting to break the skin in places even with her teeth being blunt, and certainly it's enough to bruise.

Then she closes her lips over her teeth and seals her mouth on a smaller area inside the ring of teeth marks, sucking that smaller patch of skin hard.]

[ the sound he makes is something between a whine and a moan, his claws digging into the soft dirt under him as he arches up into that ]

That's a pretty good noise.

[She settles down more on top of him, feathers of her thighs brushing against his scales. And she slides her mouth further down to try the same steps in reverse: sucking his skin between her teeth until blood rises to the surface, and then biting down on the rising bruise, her teeth leaving even darker imprints.]

Ffffffuck...

[ he laughs quietly, breathlessly, his eyes falling mostly shut--but if she looks, they're all pupil anyway. the thick muscles of his tail tense and relax beneath her; if she wants to just sit on him, he's probably not even really going to notice ]

[She does just sit down on him, tail firmly between her legs, humming against his skin.]

A little bit of a masochist, huh...?

[Biting his collarbone is a different sensation, with the bone so close to the skin, and she gives a line of small, sharp nips, a long swipe of her tongue, and then works on sucking another hickey in place on the softer skin just above it.]

[ shudders, watching her through his lashes ]

Apparently, heh. Just, mm... Learning all sorts of fun new things about myself.

It's a good look on you.

[She trails a hand down his chest, and her claws catch slightly on the fabric. She remedies that by instead working her hand under his shirt so her claws drag over bare skin. Her eyes flick up at him as she moves to the other side of his neck to work on making it symmetrical.]

[ oh shit.

presses up into the pinpricks of her claws--there's a smattering of scales that start around his waist that grow denser the closer they get to his hips but who knows if she's paying any attention at all to that

he's not. because. he's very distracted by her mouth on his neck ]

[She is in fact paying a fairly significant amount of attention to that, feeling the way her claws scratch more smoothly over the scales and then digging them in when they get to softer skin.

It does not make her biting any less aggressive, though.]

[ he likes that. a lot.

his head's fallen all the way back, his hair brushing the ground at this point, and being braced on his elbows is the only reason he's still at all upright as his tail slowly sweeps over the dirt, trying and failing to find something to coil around ]

[Glory finishes sucking the spot she's working on dark, but then she has to break away to catch a sharp breath, her claws digging in under his ribs a little harder than she intends as she feels his tail shift under her.]

Ah, shit...

[ he laughs breathlessly; this is getting into dangerous territory, especially since he has no idea how this tail? body? works. he can't quite help the way he leans into the pressure of her claws, though, just a breath away from breaking skin. ]

Mm...

[Her exhaled breath comes out heavy against his abused neck before she looks up at him. It's deliberate now when she responds to his motion by digging in her claws a bit more, enough to draw pinpricks of blood. How she shifts her hips, grinding down against his just slightly, is not entirely deliberate, however.]

[ he's humming softly without really realizing he's doing it, though he breaks off with a choked sound, a moan, as she breaks skin ]

Ah.

[That moan destroys what sense of restraint Glory has left, and she splays her legs slightly wider and rocks hard against him. Her other hand joins the first under his shirt, moving up to do the same thing higher on his chest, and then she drags all her claws down, leaving shallow scratches.]

Hah...

[ see, this. this sort of thing, this sort of situation, it doesn't even matter what he thinks of his own sexuality, because it's all sensation and heat, and he writhes under her, his tail thrashing briefly before he wills it still again ]

[That doesn't seem like a complaint, so Glory repeats the same motion again, a shiver running up her spine and her feathers ruffling. Then she doesn't really stop moving, riding against him, her hands roaming over his skin, playing at the patches of scales and at his nipples. She leans in again to run her mouth up the side of his neck, where she nips sharply at his earlobe before tracing the shell of his ear with her tongue.]

[ definitely not a complaint.

he shifts his weight so he can brace himself up with one arm, the other one finally coming up to rest at her hip, holding her steady. his scales are less sensitive than his skin, but the soft spots right around them are extra sensitive, and scratching lightly over them gets the same reaction as when her claws scrape over his nipples--a sharp, high sound of want and another twist of his tail. ]

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