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[fe_male]

[ I'm sure he will totally not regret his actions here and perhaps actually be very pleased with both her and himself. More than he is on any given day already, anyway. But for right now he just teases her nipple, goes back to the skin around it with a grin - not before running his teeth and tongue over the area one more time and giving it just enough of a short puff of air to make it harder still. He moves to the skin between them, appreciates it in turn as he knows the scratchiness of his stubble and facial hair add to the sensations, and then starts over with the other. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ That sounds like a good plan, being pleased with them both, because she's already pleased with them. Pleased with this clearly great planning, the way it's easy and warm and his lips are soft on her breast even as it hardens underneath them, the unexpected sensation of air catching her breath between her teeth. Her back arches just a little, and she doesn't try to restrain the groan at the feeling as he moves onwards. ] This is a - really unexpected upside. [ To pregnancy, she means, but her voice is already catching more than a little and the need to clarify gives way to the desire to make a noise low in the back of her throat in appreciation of what he's doing. ]

[fe_male]

[ He simply answers that with an mm-hmm without actually moving his mouth away from her, which is probably sort of not helping, but it's not as though he actually cares about details like that. He loves to get noises out of her, probably almost to the same degree she does from him, and right now he's doing his level best to get as many as he can. He's fairly certain she's going to attempt to return the favor as soon as she remembers to move again, and in the meantime he likes to compete to do as much as he can to her before she does. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ It really doesn't help at all. Or rather, it totally helps, it helps in all kinds of ways, but not in the actually making talking easy thing because now she's just arching up a little against his mouth, and she feels no inclination to try to hold back on the noises she's making right now, not the way her breathing goes uneven or the moan or the soft murmur of his name. It's a little hard to reach him right now, but if she angles her hips right she thinks she can press her lower thigh between his legs, give him some pressure, and she works at doing just that because she loves this but she'd like to see if she can't get a little bit back from him right now. She's definitely going to return the favor fully once she can reach him better, though. ]

[fe_male]

[ He's going just fine, even getting a nice rhythm going, and then she slides her thigh up against him and that slight fumble is obvious. It's stutters his actions - and it was weird, because it was morning wood, right, and then sort of lost attention, and then there was the arousal again, so it's been a while and he's a little sensitive too, if not to the degree she is. So he sucks in a little air, leaves a mark on her a little darker than he'd intended to, and even as he rocks against her thigh, trying to get something a little better, he apologizes for being harder with her own sensitive areas by salving them with smoother, softer movements. For a little while, at least. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She loves that small fumble, delights in the effects she can have on him and a moment later gasps a little in turn at the harder press of his mouth, the way it's almost on the line between pleasure and pain. She quite likes that feeling, really. It's not easy to adjust the angle and press of her thigh in this position, entirely, but she can manage some harder pressure, a little side to side roll of it even as her breath goes shallow and fast with his actions, the way he's gone back to softer and gentler. It's a really effective apology, even if one wasn't needed. ]

[fe_male]

[ Smoother and softer sort of stop altogether when she does the side to side roll and he's suddenly in a similar can't-tell-if-I-like-that-or-if-it-hurts type boat, although also similarly comes down on the side of yes-oh-man-I-like-that. Momentary question resolved, he resumes his actions, mouth moving to the area between both breasts again as he lets his hands come up either side of his head to work at repeating what his tongue had been doing earlier. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ It's a really fascinating boat to be in, she feels, and she thinks it's a boat that she wouldn't mind happening again. But she's just going to continue using her thigh for pressure against him, hands drifting up to curl through his hair as she makes an interesting half choked moan, not having expect that movement of his hands. ] God, you're thorough. [ That is not remotely a complaint. It is in fact a compliment, definitely. ]

[fe_male]

[ Yes he is, thorough. He likes to be thorough, likes to show her precisely how much she can feel, how good she can feel from the simplest things - and sometimes not so simple. He enjoys opening that aspect of things up for her in what's hopefully a markedly more pleasant manner than how those have done it in the past for different purposes, and it's not just because he's selfish and loves touching her as much as she will let him.

In the meantime, he adjusts a little bit, gets the pressure she's giving him in a slightly better place and then can't really help the instinctive rock of his hips against her thigh, even while he continues on with his hands and mouth. Mouth a little less though, as he moves his face a little bit away from her to look at her own. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She doesn't think she really has any objections to such a plan, because it really is wildly different from how other people have tried to use the sensitivity of skin on her before. His method is far to be preferred, definitely. She can't imagine ever not wanting him to touch her, so he's definitely well set up there.

That rock is welcomed and she tries to keep herself steady for him, make sure that the pressure stays at what he wants it. Her smile down at him is soft and happy and secure, all of the things that she feels so often around him, and she tugs a little bit with her hands. ] Come kiss me, come on. [ She just really wants to kiss him right now, all of a sudden. ]

[fe_male]

[ The pressure is good right now but that's because it's borderline and he likes that. Any slip here between either of them though will be uncomfortable, and neither of them want that. So he rocks, slowly, again. She tugs him up and he goes with her, listening to her directive with only a quick pause to smile at her in between. And then he's kissing her, soft and exploring and easy. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She smiles back at him when he smiles at her, is still smiling against his mouth as he kisses her and her arms loop around him to feel the warmth of his body, slide downwards to rest where his back slopes into his ass and pull him against her a little more now that he's a little higher up her body and in a better position to do that. ]

[fe_male]

[ She pulls him closer and god he's a bit sensitive for a number of reasons but the fabric of his boxer-briefs against her fabric, against her, whatever she's wearing to bed these days, against him in turn is amazing. He freezes the lower half, mostly, while he concentrates on leaning in to kiss her, a hand planted off to either side to steady himself over her. He's staying up just barely above her, and as they both breath they come into and out of contact in various points. He puts a little more effort into the kiss when the lower torso stutters, a little less easy, a little more... protective. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She doesn't give way beneath that kiss, pushes up into it with her whole body, hips against his and skin against skin. It strikes her suddenly that she doesn't know how much longer she can line them up perfectly pressed together without it being uncomfortable, and if it seems like she's trying to mold her body to his for a little bit there, well. Maybe she is. One hand slides up his spine to his shoulders, the other to the small of his back as she pulls him closer towards her. ]

god it took me a while to remember what thread this was

[fe_male]

[ That's okay, because he almost wouldn't know what to do if she gave into it, without the press in return and the tension she gives back instead. He hums approval towards the placement of her hands as he keeps kissing her, moves to follow the line of her jaw instead, back towards her ear and just underneath. He is, in turn, fairly responsive to the idea of being pulled closer, carefully but still letting himself be tugged in. ]

lmao it's happened to me a few times

[motherofnemesis]

[ She turns her head a little to try chasing his mouth as it heads off, but she happens to like that direction it's going just as much, rolls her hips up against his now that he's close against her. ] I think I like waking up like this. [ Happy, if a bit gasped on the last bit because she pushed up against his hips harder and god, yes, that pressure is good. ]

we need to try putting more of them back on memes again at least that was a little helpful

[fe_male]

[ He smiles against her skin, then talks against it too because he's unwilling to back off enough to do either one properly. ] Really? Because I wake up like this all the time. [ Emphasis on 'this' because a. that's where he put it, and b. he liked her gasp and that push and decides to push back to prove the point. ]

yes i think that's probably a good idea

[motherofnemesis]

[ She's so okay with him not moving away to talk. The breath that comes with him talking is warm and soft against her skin, the vibration of his words just tangible. It's a good feeling, and so's that push back against her. It gets him a slightly more gutteral noise this time, pressing up into his push almost immediately. ] You should let me know next time, and I'll lend you a hand.

[fe_male]

[ Wow what a great noise she just made. He's sort of fascinated. There's a quick nip to her pulse before he moves away from it again, just sort of holds himself steady over her for a moment to appreciate the way she looks. ] I'll keep it in mind. God you're gorgeous. We should just sleep naked, I think. It would save us the time - I mean, we're not wearing much as it is but how awesome if we didn't have to pause at all. We should just disrobe the whole time we're in the house, that would be great. A little chilly maybe but that's easily fixed.

[motherofnemesis]

[ She might well make it again if he continues like this, but for right now she's going to smile up at him, run her eyes over him and how he looks right now because she'd like to commit that to memory, the look on his face and his muscles moving as he holds himself up above her. In the meantime, though, her hands are totally drifting down to his pants, because those should come off now. ] I think that could be a great idea. Save me getting many maternity clothes, too. Definitely the sleeping naked part. That sounds perfect.

[fe_male]

[ He only moves a little bit as her hands move to his pants, still happy to look at her and watch the emotions flit across her face - well, okay, he's going to grind against her one more time before they're off, because he does like watching her face and the way it and she react to his reaction. ] Yeah, there we go. No maternity shopping for you, with the big elastic waistbands and everything. All natural. It's gonna be a beautiful baby.

[motherofnemesis]

[ She pauses in the effort to push down his pants there for a moment, because she really enjoys that look on his face as he grinds down against her, as she presses back up into him and returns the pressure. It's good, but it's also not going to distract her from making him a little more naked. ] I should probably do yoga by the beach or something. And yeah, well, it'll have our genes. It'll have to be beautiful.

[fe_male]

[ Ugh, but she paused, no, he wants the unpause, so he can put them together, use this for what it's for, okay, and she's got the part that it's used for and she's already ready. He does another slowww rock against her pelvis, hoping to entice her to move faster. ] I think a private beach came with the house. We're out in the middle of nowhere, on a cliff, so it's probably around the bend in the road, but I know I have one. You can go do naked yoga on our private beach and I'll make sure there's no photographic evidence of it.

[motherofnemesis]

[ Jesus, that's not fair, and there her hands go pushing his pants down and as far down as she can, raising a leg along his to help him push them down the rest of the way. ] That sounds like a plan. I just won't leave the house for a while. Totally doable. [ She slides her hands back up his legs, up and down the inside of his thighs for a bit. ]

[fe_male]

[ He shakes them off the last bit once she's helped him get them down far enough, gives her a fairly involuntary grind with her hands at the inside of his thighs, because that is sensitive skin, it just is, it always has been. He's not sure if that's why she did it or not, but he's going to retaliate by being very slow about pressing into her after he's lined them both up. Unless she makes him jerk forward again, which honestly would be cheating, so. ] Very doable, in my opinion.