86th post

[ladybirdshit]

in the mountain: There's a city waiting for you on the other side of the gate. It's quiet inside and you can tell that the city has seen better days. Now it's half empty and there are only few residents on the streets. They look familiar, don't they? In the middle of the plaza is a small pedestal and on top of that a dim crystal. It's not bright or impressive but clearly Important.

in the forest: Uhh trees?

[ mission: caaaaaaamp! ]

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[inenochian]

[ familiar with the theory of oral sex: yes. familiar with the execution of oral sex: not really.

but it can't be too difficult to perform, seeing as how there's even less of the body involved than during intercourse. he looks up when her knee settles near his ear, and there's a moment of that terror on his face again but it fades much more quickly this time. unaware, as ever, that his staring might cause discomfort, he does stare for a few quiet beats then shifts his forearms onto the sheets to either side of her hips, and leans in.

the general principles of kissing ought to apply, so his approach is to use the pressure of his lips first, in the same spot she enjoyed his fingertips and the swollen skin around it. ]

[foodporn]

[she's not sure if he's going to figure it out when he's staring at it like a rubik's cube and it strikes her again how strange he is. she thinks it endearing though, because for as many people as she's been with - for being a succubus - it's always refreshing to come upon something new.]

[so she waits for him to figure it out on his own time, lips parted to inhale and stomach tensing at the touch, her fingers finding his hair.]

[inenochian]

[ when a dry mouth doesn't seem to have much of an effect, he opens up and tries kissing her clitoris using his tongue, too, and the delicate skin that hides it. it does strike him as unfair, the design of all this, that males have their sex organs so prominently displayed as though commanding attention, but female organs are so small and secret, almost completely ignorable unless you're determined to attend them. ]

[ he is, in this moment determined. ]

[foodporn]

[the addition of tongue is what gets him the coveted moan, though it comes as more of a relieved sigh, hips sinking down into the mattress and nails grazing scalp as she tightens her hold in his hair.]

You know, hands, mouth. It doesn't have to be one or the other.

[protip from me2u. she is determined too. mostly to get off.]

[inenochian]

[ the cramp in his hand has eased, but not enough that he's ready to test fate with it again. still, it has a stunt-double.

some rearranging of the shoulders is necessary to get the access he needs; still it's bare moments until his fingers fill the space he'd been reluctant to vacate in the first place. from this angle, his wrist is bent and tucked in at his collarbone, naturally tilting his fingers upward toward her navel as they sink inside. curious abou the reaction, he gives the rim of her a lick where his fingers have disappeared, but he knows that her clitoris is where the most nerve endings have been bundled by biological progress, and gives it the majority of his attention. ]

[foodporn]

[now he's starting to get the reactions. one hand slips on the sheets as she presses down against his hand, mouth hanging slack and eyebrows knotted like she has to actually concentrate on the feeling to get where she needs to be. her heel skids along his back as her muscles tighten in response, chorus of encouragement and indulgence growing louder until she arches forward with a gasp and a cry]

[inenochian]

[ it's not an unpleasant situation to be in, thighs vice-tight against his cheeks, her belly and breasts brushing through the hair on top of his head, curling toes pinching at the skin of his lower back, sharp joyous cries ringing in his ears like praise sung by a chorus of one.

really, he feels like he could get used to this.

still, he knows his own skin felt electrified when he'd finished, and that's not a sensation that needs prolonging, so as soon as her abdomen unclenches, he starts to ease away. ]

[foodporn]

[falls back on the mattress, leg slipping off his shoulder and arms spread out with a great contented sigh, laying like that for at least a good half a minute while she revels in the catching your breath, legs stop shaking, realize how sweaty you are and how your hair is sticking to every part of your face aftermath.]

That is so much better. You have no idea how long it'd been. At least two days.

[inenochian]

[ kind of rocks back on his feet and watches her just sprawl, totally unabashed. he's sticky and wet and warm all over and he can tell his borrowed body is already getting sore in a few places. ]

...So. You're feeling much better, then?

[foodporn]

[she assumes he means her arm, to which she responds by stretching it out for him, splaying fingers illustratively]

All better. Thanks to you.

[in regards to the hunger, well, it'll hold her for a few days.]

[inenochian]

[ cracks a tiny, awkward in that "is my face doing what it's supposed to do" way smile. ]

Is..."thank you" an appropriate thing to say now, then?

[foodporn]

[lol. looks at him all u srs?]

If you want to get kicked out of bed.

[finally finds some modesty and pulls sheets up around her, sitting up crosslegged and combing her fingers through her mussed hair]

What are you, really? Pod person? Android? No...thank you is for when your neighbor gives you a fruitcake or your roommate does the dishes. Usually about this time you're either cuddling or making an excuse to leave as fast as possible.

[inenochian]

Which would you like to do now. [ it's a tone that clearly conveys he's okay with it either way. ]

And I'm not either of those things. [ i'm more like a symbiotic co-inhabitant. ]

[foodporn]

[this is so weird. this is a weird situation. she's literally teaching him how to behave. is this okay? can she do that? is this ethical.]

No offense, but I'm kind of...I have someone, back home. And cuddling is usually, you know, something you do with someone you want to be intimate with.

[not intimate. intimate intimate. she's going to get a headache if she has to explain the finer concepts of this to him. especially since usually sleeping with someone is more of an offense than CUDdling but her situation is a little backwards and lauren knows.]

[inenochian]

[ but she's not making an excuse to leave as fast as possible, either. ]

I'm sorry. That you're here, and not with them.

[ kind of chews his bottom lip for a minute. yeah. he's starting to really get the concept of intimate intimate. ]

[ stands up from the floor and looks around at the less-than-welcoming accommodations. there's no way to bathe here, but they certainly shouldn't rejoin the group in their current state. holds out his hand, palm up, meaning to help her to her feet. ]

[foodporn]

An orgasm and all this? They say chivalry is dead.

[smiles teasingly, but takes his hand either way, using it to pull herself up. now comes the arduous task of picking through clothes to find out whose is whose]

I'll get back to her. Some muppets and a yellow brick road can't get in the way of that.

[inenochian]

I believe that will happen. [ and he does. even with every trial they've faced, he do believe they're here for a reason. it wasn't a meaningless spell cast by some wizened creature. it was His will. ]

You just need to refrain from injuring yourself so grievously again, to ensure you return to her in peak condition for...intimacy.

[ arduous task of laundry sorting may lie ahead, but the moment she puts her hand in his, she's shower-fresh. ]

[foodporn]

I'm not made of glass. I can take a beating like the res-

[oh]

[wow okay wow]

Did you just- did you just go Mr. Clean on me?

[THAT'S A REALLY RANDOM POWER, like when would that ever come in handy, what guy sat down and said, this guy. we're gonna give him magic abilities to clean people]

[pulls away to inspect a strand of hair in confusion]

[inenochian]

[ grinning just the tiniest bit. i did a thing. ]

For expediency.

[ does not, in any way, see how it might be considered invasive. ]

I can't tell you what I am, but my abilities are positive in origin and intent.

[foodporn]

And I'm gonna take your word for it.

[a little bitter, like he knows what she is and it's supposed to be her big secret to keep the ~~fae hidden from people who don't know about them~~~ and here she is still stumbling in the dark with this guy. but it's a comment, not a question. she is just gonna take his word for it.]

[holds the strand of hair out.]

Just tell me one thing. Why kiwi? Do I look like I use kiwi scented anything?

[inenochian]

[ he'd like to tell her, honestly he would, because he doesn't enjoy being false or deceitful with anyone, ever. but knowing there are witches and magic users here, and maybe even worse than that, he can't be open. enochian magic exists, and an angel feather is a very potent item capable of fueling very dark things in the wrong hands. ]

...I thought they were considered exotic. [ and succubi are exotic. naturally. ]

[foodporn]

For future reference, I'm more of a vanilla fan.

[ironic i know. leans down to start sorting through clothes, stepping into underwear and snapping her bra on]

...Unless you aren't ok with this being a regular thing. A regular. Casual. Thing.

[inenochian]

..you'd actually want to have intercourse with me again?

[foodporn]

You'll...get better with practice....

[lmao his face. she can't. who says that]

And I need a regular diet.

[inenochian]

[ has been kind of studying how she's dressing, what goes where and how does it snap clasp latch buckle zip or button. not a lot of exposure to women's clothing, and dean had made fun of the dress he'd chosen. ]

[ has a moment to wonder if dean would make fun of him for this. ]

[ but then it sort of solidifies into dean would say yes to an offer like this. he did say yes. and now there's clara. ]

"Casual Thing" as in. [ she doesn't mean attire, does she. ] Spontaneous sexual conduct as a pursuit of pleasure without expectation of partnership or monogamy?