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[veardant]

[ harder, he can do.

honestly, despite how relatively loving they've been with one another thus far, tighnari enjoys a little roughness in the bedroom, a little biting and clawing and hard, desperate fucking. granted, they'd been a bit rougher the morning after, so she may have an idea of that already..

nevertheless, tighnari does as bid without complaint. rather than rocking his hips against her, he's soon snapping them harder, faster, grinding himself against her thigh, using the momentum to fuck his fingers into her body with every thrust of his hips. he can feel her reacting, her body tightening, her walls growing more and more slick with every plunge of his fingers. the friction and sensation of her alone is enough to spark heat in tighnari's belly again, and he breathes a soft moan against her cheek, his skin too tight over his bones, and irresistibly hot. ]

That's better..

[hearthwarming]

[ She does have an idea of that already, and if her responses this morning had been any indication to him, he would know that for all her gentleness and kindness in most everything else, she can appreciate a bit of roughness, herself.

Which is why when he goes at her harder, just as she's asked him to, she rewards him by turning her head, capturing his lips in a searing kiss as he moans, but only to break it soon enough so that her fingers can find their way into his hair. He feels so good, fucking her with his fingers like this, and it would be a shame not to give him that bit of roughness he seeks.

And so with her fingers curling into the dark locks of his hair, she pulls, just enough for her to be able to dip her head down and close her mouth over the pale skin of his neck, licking and lightly nipping at him there. And her other hand at his back drifts further down along his tail, holding onto it with a firm grip as he continues to move against her.

All the while, she can feel herself tightening around him as her pleasure builds and builds, like a wave building up to the shore. Each thrust of his fingers gives a sinful little noise as she drenches his hand, her thighs, and her skirt with her slick, and his own movements along her thigh offering its own dizzying sensation.

She moans against his neck, her voice barely above a breath when she says, ]

N—Nari, keep going, I'm... I'm close...

[veardant]

[ he doesn't need to hear her tell him that she's close, not when he can feel it himself in the language of her body, but he does so love to hear it anyway, to hear her voice gone so rough it's obscene, her breaths quick and ragged, each word seemingly uttered around a moan. she sounds so beautiful to his sensitive ears..

then she's pulling his hair so perfectly, seizing him with sharp, lovely pain that grounds him in the moment, and tighnari exhales a choked, breathless sound, both of his ears pinning back hard, his back arching toward her. oriphi's tongue feels as soft and wet as her cunt, lapping at his sweat-dewed skin, and when she snags his tail so firmly, he's lost, fur bristling beneath her touch, a shiver rolling down his spine and through his tail, against her hot palm.

tighnari's fingers work relentlessly, fucking into her harder, rougher, the way made so incredibly easy as she slicks up his fingers and palm. his hand curls, so he can press the heel of his palm against the whole of her core, grinding it against her swollen clit, his fingers inside of her crooking, rubbing unceasingly against that lovely spot within her that makes her arch. ]

Come for me, Ori..

[ he breathes, eyes closed to better feel and hear her, his hips slamming hard against her thigh with every thrust of his fingers, leaving a glistening trail of his own slick against her skin. the friction, combined with her achingly wonderful noises and the feel of her cunt tightening around his fingers, is enough. tighnari comes again, warm and wet against her thigh, a soft cry caught behind his sharp teeth. ]

[hearthwarming]

[ Likewise, he doesn't need to speak the words, come for me, when she feels so good, when his fingers move in and out of her so wonderfully, rubbing fervently against that blissful spot inside of her and when his hand presses into her clit, the pleasure of it all making her feel near delirious. But she loves hearing those words for him, nonetheless, the rough, fevered, filthy sound of him and her both drifting into her ears.

When she feels him come once more, she moves her leg, presses her thigh more firmly against his cunt to deepen his pleasure in turn just as she finally lets go and comes apart for him, too, her walls clasping tight around his fingers as she arches her back, her tail lashing out against the bedding. He draws the entirety of the air in her lungs with a withering cry, muffled only by the way she closes her mouth over his neck again, her breath hot against his dewy skin.

Spirits, it's so wonderful to be with him like this again. It hasn't been very long at all since this morning's tryst, but now that they've agreed to walk this unknowable path here together, it feels different. It feels even more right than it had last night.

She does her best to draw Tighnari's orgasm out for as long as they're both able to with her thigh still rubbing slow and hard between his legs, but they must both drift back down to earth eventually. Whenever that is, she finally pulls her mouth away from his neck, and her hands out of his tail and hair, to kiss him sweetly, lovingly on his lips. ]

You're so lovely when you come...

[veardant]

[ they are wound together so tightly, slick and warm and sticky with sweat, the air thick with the scent of sex, and tighnari hums against ori's hair, stretching the column of his throat beneath the press of her hot mouth.

together, they slowly but surely float down again, panting and flushed, pleasure still thrumming in tighnari's veins, and pulsing between his thighs. gently, his fingers continue to work in and out of her body, working every thread of pleasure that still remains, until at last his fingers withdraw with a wet, obscene sound. his palm and fingers are drenched, and her thigh is slick with his own moisture as well. gods, but it feels good. ]

I should say the same of you.

[ tipping his chin, tighnari kisses her again, and again, slow and sweet and reverent, while his slippery fingers move against the inside of her thigh, drawing idle, lazy patterns there. when he's with her, like this, it's so easy to forget the world beyond these four walls, and the pain that seems to stalk them ceaselessly. pressing in close, tighnari shuts his eyes, dipping his head to rest it against her shoulder, the rim of one ear brushing her cheek. ]

I never want to move again.

[hearthwarming]

[ Spirits, if she could make this moment last for an eternity, she really thinks she would. Every point of contact between them, every exhale that mingles between them in the air, all of it is fills her weary heart and soul, and she's not sure how she went on in this place for so long without this. Without him, here in her arms.

The only thing that would make their afterglow more perfect than it already is, is if Ori had been bare, herself. Then, she could fully feel the warmth and dewiness of their skin as they lay there, entwined together atop her bed. He's made a mess of her clothes and her body, and she'll likely want to change out of them sooner or later before fully turning in for the night, but for now... This is good, and sweet, and wonderful.

She turns her head, nuzzling his ear, appreciating how impossibly soft it feels against her flushed cheeks before she presses a feather light kiss to it and hums. ]

I hate to say it, my sweet, but I'll have to actually enjoy the meal you brought at some point...

[ The one she just had was wonderful and amazing, but not exactly nutritious... ]

Later, though. We can stay like this for now.

[veardant]

[ a soft, rough chuckle moves in his throat. ]

I suppose.

[ he did go through all the trouble of preparing them a meal, after all, but how can he want to move after all of this? when she's pressed so near, and nuzzling so sweetly against his sensitive ear? it flicks gently against her nose, and tighnari smiles. ]

.. Later.

[ later. ]