[ They really, truly are going to ruin her, and she's sure of it now.
With her lips released from Diluc's kiss, a sigh escapes from deep within her drawn out by the heat of the kisses he leaves along her jawline and neck, and the sensation of Thoma's fingertips ghosting along her bare skin, leaving their own trail of heat in their wake. Then he asks for her permission to do what she now realizes she's wanted for him to do ever since he gave her a taste of what his hands would feel like on her body in the woods not too long ago, and her voice is little more than a whisper as she answers, yes.
Her hand falls away from Thoma's hair, and she lets go of Diluc's hand to allow fabric to fall away from her shoulders and then further down still. She pulls her arms out of the sleeves of her dress before long, and the fabric pools around her waist as the entirety of her upper body, laden with the marks of her vitiligo and scars from battles and adventures past, is now bare and exposed to both of her partners.
Despite the chill of the early spring night, there is nothing but heat to be found where she sits between two wonderful, beautiful men who are fierce, fiery, and passionate in their own ways. Spirits, does she love them so. Intimacy like this would have easily engulfed her even if she were experiencing this with just one of her lovers— but here they both are, intent on showering her with affection and want all at once, and she is wholly theirs. ]
I— I won't hold back. I love you both so much. I'm all yours, so, please...
[ It's all she can manage to say before the sensation of Thoma's lips and tongue on her chest draws another sigh out of her, in about the same moment that Diluc decides to nip at the tip of her ear and— gods, that feels good. She didn't know it would, and she can't help the surprised sound she makes. She promises herself that she'll do everything she can to make sure her loves feel good, too, but if hearing her, and letting them see how fevered and heated her gaze has become, and the way that her lips are parted in anticipation, and her giving herself to them is what they want in this moment, then that's what she'll give. ]
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With her lips released from Diluc's kiss, a sigh escapes from deep within her drawn out by the heat of the kisses he leaves along her jawline and neck, and the sensation of Thoma's fingertips ghosting along her bare skin, leaving their own trail of heat in their wake. Then he asks for her permission to do what she now realizes she's wanted for him to do ever since he gave her a taste of what his hands would feel like on her body in the woods not too long ago, and her voice is little more than a whisper as she answers, yes.
Her hand falls away from Thoma's hair, and she lets go of Diluc's hand to allow fabric to fall away from her shoulders and then further down still. She pulls her arms out of the sleeves of her dress before long, and the fabric pools around her waist as the entirety of her upper body, laden with the marks of her vitiligo and scars from battles and adventures past, is now bare and exposed to both of her partners.
Despite the chill of the early spring night, there is nothing but heat to be found where she sits between two wonderful, beautiful men who are fierce, fiery, and passionate in their own ways. Spirits, does she love them so. Intimacy like this would have easily engulfed her even if she were experiencing this with just one of her lovers— but here they both are, intent on showering her with affection and want all at once, and she is wholly theirs. ]
I— I won't hold back. I love you both so much. I'm all yours, so, please...
[ It's all she can manage to say before the sensation of Thoma's lips and tongue on her chest draws another sigh out of her, in about the same moment that Diluc decides to nip at the tip of her ear and— gods, that feels good. She didn't know it would, and she can't help the surprised sound she makes. She promises herself that she'll do everything she can to make sure her loves feel good, too, but if hearing her, and letting them see how fevered and heated her gaze has become, and the way that her lips are parted in anticipation, and her giving herself to them is what they want in this moment, then that's what she'll give. ]