Her moan is borderline criminal. How is he supposed to think straight when she's making such stunning noises? He meets her gaze and it's probably a mistake, both of them panting softly, eyes hooded and full of desire.
He has to clear his throat before speaking.] It would have been preferable, yes. I assure you, mademoiselle, this is far from how I would choose to go about this.
[He tilts his head slightly at her soft laughter, unsure which part of what she'd said was a joke, if anything.
He swallows thickly, feeling similarly mortified. The clothing he had been able to find isn't his usual style but it'd been workable. He doesn't know what they're called, but he's basically in track pants. They're thin and his own body's reaction is becoming much more visible and obvious, the bulge in his pants quite substantial.]
We may be trapped here unless we... comply. These ropes are infused with magic and have fairly obvious intentions.
[Oh, the name she'd given him was surprisingly appropriate, wasn't it. With the ropes binding her legs so tightly it had bunched her dress up around her hips in such a way that it was very hard not to notice his growing interest, and Aerith would have bet her last gil that he wasn't even fully hard yet.
It made it so much harder not to squirm just thinking about it, as every shift of her hips made it rub against her and she had to swallow around a lump in her throat so she didn't sound too flustered when she spoke. The least she could do was offer him a lopsided smile, even as the flush on her sun-freckled cheeks darkened to dust the tips of her ears and her neck.]
Don't worry, I figured you weren't the type for that. Um...
[She glanced down, trying not to fidget or squirm as the warmth of him beneath her scattered her thoughts, her fingers toying with a loose curl of her hair.]
Well, I mean, if you're okay with that sort of thing. I wouldn't want to do anything you weren't okay with. I'm...I'm Aerith, by the way.
[If felt wrong not to tell him her name, especially if they were going to have to get intimate with each other just to slip out of the ropes. Flirtatious she might be, but the idea of doing something with a total stranger and walking it off to never speak about it again didn't feel right with her.]
You may call me Neuvillette. And... I fear we may have little choice in the matter.
[The way the rope had tied around his legs, tightly around his thigh and hips, meeting between his legs to thread up his back. Every time she moved, it pulled and ground the ropes against him.
He shifts slightly, his fingers brushing her thigh. It's not the most ideal position to have his arm tied in, but it would allow him to move their clothing out of the way if they opted for that route.]
I must forewarn you, I am not entirely human. I would not want anything to surprise or alarm you.
I'd say it's nice to meet you if we were in slightly different circumstances. Even so, I'd feel bad if you weren't into ladies or something and we were stuck like this.
[Her arm was getting tired keeping her lifted off him, sinking down to pillow her cheek on the back of hand. It's easier to tell when his touch surprises a small shiver out of her.
Oh! Well, that answered that question.
She'd bit back the surprised gasp at the last second, but her eyebrows rose at his words.]
You're not? Well, I don't see how that would be a problem? You aren't the first handsome guy I've known that wasn't fully human, and you seem really nice. I'm not fully human either, so it should be fine.
Indeed. This circumstance leaves much to be desired.
[He tilts his head slightly, not seeming to understand what she means.] If I wasn't... into ladies? [What she's trying to say obviously isn't clicking to him.
She sinks down slightly and he feels the ropes shifting and adjusting, the friction of the ropes across his hips draws a low groan from him that he can't quite hold back. He shuts his eyes to focus on remaining still until the ropes stop winding tighter, relaxing slightly as he opens his eyes again, trying to keep his breath quiet and even.]
Good. That's a relief. [He idly moves his thumb, rubbing her thigh.]
Oh! I mean if you weren't attracted to women, either romantically or physically. Some people get uncomfortable with the thought of being intimate with girls, and I didn't want to make you upset.
[Her nose scrunches.]
Hmm, I mean more uncomfortable than you probably already are, that is.
[Not that she can talk, as his groan and the way he touches her sends a hot shiver through her. Biting her lip, she has to duck her head, hiding behind her bangs so he doesn't see how much it affected her.]
[He was aware that partnerships could sometimes be formed between a pairing outside of a man and a woman but he hadn't ever delved very deeply into human courtship and partnership. In his mind, this occurred simply when one person met another whom they liked. He didn't realize that for some that excluded one gender or another.]
Well, our discomfort here is shared. As you've said, this situation is less than ideal for a first meeting.
[He's quiet for a moment, thumb still moving before he eases his hand up her thigh slightly.] Good. I don't have any experience with... pleasuring others. You may touch me as well.
Mmhmm, everyone's a little different that way, I've found. Some people are even more comfortable with groups of partners, it's a pretty wide range.
[He's so serious, she can't help but chuckle a little.]
Clearly I'll have to make it up to you so it ends on a good note, huh? Ah
[her breath hitched as his hand drifted higher, hips instinctively rocking towards the touch before she can catch herself.]
Well, the good news is, technically I'm not either. Besides, everyone's a little different, so it's a new experience each time. Let me know if something's uncomfortable, okay? That's the last thing I'd want.
[Lifting her chin enough to free up her hand, she bowed her head a second time to press a soft kiss against his throat, her hand stroking his side.]
Has anyone told you how pretty your hair and eyes are?
Are they? I would very much like to have a proper discussion about this with you sometime. Perhaps over tea.
[Sometime when he can actually focus on what she's saying. These are good things to know and understand and no one has really spoken so openly about this topic with him before.
Her hips rock toward his touch. What he sees as eagerness emboldens him. He slips his hand further, long fingers easily sliding under her panties. He inquisitively runs his fingers over her, exploring, curious to feel how slick she is.
He tilts his head back with a soft exhale as her lips brush his neck.] I've received some compliments on my hair but I think most find my eyes unnerving... thank you though. Your eyes are quite beautiful as well. They remind me of the sea. [He tilts his head to catch her lips, trying to entice her into a kiss.]
[Her smile shows in the sound of her voice and she giggles softly, nuzzling into the pale column of his throat. Aerith hadn't been exaggerating when she'd called him pretty, as even though she'd known many gorgeous people, his handsome face and strange eyes were lovely in a way she couldn't really describe. Slivery blue hair slips through her fingers as she combs his hair back from his face, stroking his cheek with the back of her fingers as she kissed a path up his throat to his jaw.
Just in time for a shudder to lock her in place as she moaned, her hips rocking towards his hand. Aerith would have been embarrassed to admit her panties were already wet, her folds slick enough that it would have been easy to slip his fingers inside. When she speaks again her words sound more than a little breathless, her smile turning lopsided.]
I don't know why! It's not like you're scary, just a little different is all. But thank you, I always liked the green color...
[She was already leaning in to meet him, cradling the back of his head in her hand as her eyes fell shut, pressing her lips to his with an almost innocent sort of gentleness. Like a young lady attempting to kiss a sleeping prince to break a curse rather than someone intending to press the advantage of their current situation.]
[She rocks her hips forward causing his fingers to easily slip into her, though he opts to explore her folds before truly slipping his fingers into her. Biologically, he understands how human copulation should work, so he aims to mimic penetration, assuming it must feel pleasurable. It's somewhat obvious that he's new to this and trying to discover what movements she responds favorably to.]
I'm glad you don't think so. [He sighs the words, finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on responding appropriately.
He doesn't need to though when their lips meet. He returns the gentle kiss, content with the soft warmth behind it. His curiosity gets the better of him though, parting his lips to slip his tongue tentatively against her lips, wanting to taste her.]
[Even with the uncertainty in his touch, his fingers do feel good, and Aerith was more than content to let him explore at his own pace. It wasn't as if she was in any particular rush outside of wanting to get loose of the ropes, after all. Though the ropes in question bound her so tightly that they groaned whenever her hips twitched toward his fingers when they brushed past her clit. Honestly it was more of a tease like this, unable to do much more than let him do as he pleased.
True, she had one hand free, but where would be the fun in just shoving his hand where it felt best when she could let him discover it himself?
Better yet was rewarding his curiosity, practically purring as his fingers skirted her entrance only for him to pull a soft gasp from her when they did sink in. The hand in his hair gripped the nape of his neck tighter than she'd meant to in that instant, and though her grip was still nowhere as tight as any warrior's could be, she still gentled her hold on him as soon as she could, her murmured apology muffled by the kiss.
One that she more than happily let him deepen, her lips parting for him easily.]
[For all his inexperience, Neuvillette is incredibly attentive and a quick learner, seeming to pick up and lean into every little gasp, every tremble that runs up her thighs. He quickly seems to hone in on what she likes.
He begins a rhythm to thrust two long fingers into her, keeping his palm pressed close so she can still grind against him. His own hand, however, isn't providing enough resistance for himself. The angle isn't right and his rocking hips are meeting nothing.
He groans into the kiss, drawing her closer. Finding the firmer hold on his hair strangely enjoyable. Why something like having his hair pulled should feel good is a little confusing but wrapped up in the moment, he doesn't have time to question it. Instead, he just pushes hungrily into the kiss.]
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Date: 23 Dec 2023 07:44 pm (UTC)Her moan is borderline criminal. How is he supposed to think straight when she's making such stunning noises? He meets her gaze and it's probably a mistake, both of them panting softly, eyes hooded and full of desire.
He has to clear his throat before speaking.] It would have been preferable, yes. I assure you, mademoiselle, this is far from how I would choose to go about this.
[He tilts his head slightly at her soft laughter, unsure which part of what she'd said was a joke, if anything.
He swallows thickly, feeling similarly mortified. The clothing he had been able to find isn't his usual style but it'd been workable. He doesn't know what they're called, but he's basically in track pants. They're thin and his own body's reaction is becoming much more visible and obvious, the bulge in his pants quite substantial.]
We may be trapped here unless we... comply. These ropes are infused with magic and have fairly obvious intentions.
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Date: 23 Dec 2023 08:07 pm (UTC)It made it so much harder not to squirm just thinking about it, as every shift of her hips made it rub against her and she had to swallow around a lump in her throat so she didn't sound too flustered when she spoke. The least she could do was offer him a lopsided smile, even as the flush on her sun-freckled cheeks darkened to dust the tips of her ears and her neck.]
Don't worry, I figured you weren't the type for that. Um...
[She glanced down, trying not to fidget or squirm as the warmth of him beneath her scattered her thoughts, her fingers toying with a loose curl of her hair.]
Well, I mean, if you're okay with that sort of thing. I wouldn't want to do anything you weren't okay with. I'm...I'm Aerith, by the way.
[If felt wrong not to tell him her name, especially if they were going to have to get intimate with each other just to slip out of the ropes. Flirtatious she might be, but the idea of doing something with a total stranger and walking it off to never speak about it again didn't feel right with her.]
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Date: 26 Dec 2023 05:17 am (UTC)[The way the rope had tied around his legs, tightly around his thigh and hips, meeting between his legs to thread up his back. Every time she moved, it pulled and ground the ropes against him.
He shifts slightly, his fingers brushing her thigh. It's not the most ideal position to have his arm tied in, but it would allow him to move their clothing out of the way if they opted for that route.]
I must forewarn you, I am not entirely human. I would not want anything to surprise or alarm you.
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Date: 26 Dec 2023 05:38 am (UTC)I'd say it's nice to meet you if we were in slightly different circumstances. Even so, I'd feel bad if you weren't into ladies or something and we were stuck like this.
[Her arm was getting tired keeping her lifted off him, sinking down to pillow her cheek on the back of hand. It's easier to tell when his touch surprises a small shiver out of her.
Oh! Well, that answered that question.
She'd bit back the surprised gasp at the last second, but her eyebrows rose at his words.]
You're not? Well, I don't see how that would be a problem? You aren't the first handsome guy I've known that wasn't fully human, and you seem really nice. I'm not fully human either, so it should be fine.
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Date: 27 Dec 2023 05:45 am (UTC)[He tilts his head slightly, not seeming to understand what she means.] If I wasn't... into ladies? [What she's trying to say obviously isn't clicking to him.
She sinks down slightly and he feels the ropes shifting and adjusting, the friction of the ropes across his hips draws a low groan from him that he can't quite hold back. He shuts his eyes to focus on remaining still until the ropes stop winding tighter, relaxing slightly as he opens his eyes again, trying to keep his breath quiet and even.]
Good. That's a relief. [He idly moves his thumb, rubbing her thigh.]
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Date: 27 Dec 2023 06:15 am (UTC)[Her nose scrunches.]
Hmm, I mean more uncomfortable than you probably already are, that is.
[Not that she can talk, as his groan and the way he touches her sends a hot shiver through her. Biting her lip, she has to duck her head, hiding behind her bangs so he doesn't see how much it affected her.]
That feels nice, when you touch me like that...
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Date: 28 Dec 2023 07:26 am (UTC)[He was aware that partnerships could sometimes be formed between a pairing outside of a man and a woman but he hadn't ever delved very deeply into human courtship and partnership. In his mind, this occurred simply when one person met another whom they liked. He didn't realize that for some that excluded one gender or another.]
Well, our discomfort here is shared. As you've said, this situation is less than ideal for a first meeting.
[He's quiet for a moment, thumb still moving before he eases his hand up her thigh slightly.] Good. I don't have any experience with... pleasuring others. You may touch me as well.
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Date: 28 Dec 2023 08:10 am (UTC)[He's so serious, she can't help but chuckle a little.]
Clearly I'll have to make it up to you so it ends on a good note, huh? Ah
[her breath hitched as his hand drifted higher, hips instinctively rocking towards the touch before she can catch herself.]
Well, the good news is, technically I'm not either. Besides, everyone's a little different, so it's a new experience each time. Let me know if something's uncomfortable, okay? That's the last thing I'd want.
[Lifting her chin enough to free up her hand, she bowed her head a second time to press a soft kiss against his throat, her hand stroking his side.]
Has anyone told you how pretty your hair and eyes are?
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Date: 30 Dec 2023 06:11 am (UTC)[Sometime when he can actually focus on what she's saying. These are good things to know and understand and no one has really spoken so openly about this topic with him before.
Her hips rock toward his touch. What he sees as eagerness emboldens him. He slips his hand further, long fingers easily sliding under her panties. He inquisitively runs his fingers over her, exploring, curious to feel how slick she is.
He tilts his head back with a soft exhale as her lips brush his neck.] I've received some compliments on my hair but I think most find my eyes unnerving... thank you though. Your eyes are quite beautiful as well. They remind me of the sea. [He tilts his head to catch her lips, trying to entice her into a kiss.]
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Date: 30 Dec 2023 09:56 pm (UTC)[Her smile shows in the sound of her voice and she giggles softly, nuzzling into the pale column of his throat. Aerith hadn't been exaggerating when she'd called him pretty, as even though she'd known many gorgeous people, his handsome face and strange eyes were lovely in a way she couldn't really describe. Slivery blue hair slips through her fingers as she combs his hair back from his face, stroking his cheek with the back of her fingers as she kissed a path up his throat to his jaw.
Just in time for a shudder to lock her in place as she moaned, her hips rocking towards his hand. Aerith would have been embarrassed to admit her panties were already wet, her folds slick enough that it would have been easy to slip his fingers inside. When she speaks again her words sound more than a little breathless, her smile turning lopsided.]
I don't know why! It's not like you're scary, just a little different is all. But thank you, I always liked the green color...
[She was already leaning in to meet him, cradling the back of his head in her hand as her eyes fell shut, pressing her lips to his with an almost innocent sort of gentleness. Like a young lady attempting to kiss a sleeping prince to break a curse rather than someone intending to press the advantage of their current situation.]
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Date: 4 Jan 2024 05:20 am (UTC)I'm glad you don't think so. [He sighs the words, finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on responding appropriately.
He doesn't need to though when their lips meet. He returns the gentle kiss, content with the soft warmth behind it. His curiosity gets the better of him though, parting his lips to slip his tongue tentatively against her lips, wanting to taste her.]
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Date: 7 Jan 2024 11:04 pm (UTC)True, she had one hand free, but where would be the fun in just shoving his hand where it felt best when she could let him discover it himself?
Better yet was rewarding his curiosity, practically purring as his fingers skirted her entrance only for him to pull a soft gasp from her when they did sink in. The hand in his hair gripped the nape of his neck tighter than she'd meant to in that instant, and though her grip was still nowhere as tight as any warrior's could be, she still gentled her hold on him as soon as she could, her murmured apology muffled by the kiss.
One that she more than happily let him deepen, her lips parting for him easily.]
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Date: 14 Jan 2024 03:19 am (UTC)He begins a rhythm to thrust two long fingers into her, keeping his palm pressed close so she can still grind against him. His own hand, however, isn't providing enough resistance for himself. The angle isn't right and his rocking hips are meeting nothing.
He groans into the kiss, drawing her closer. Finding the firmer hold on his hair strangely enjoyable. Why something like having his hair pulled should feel good is a little confusing but wrapped up in the moment, he doesn't have time to question it. Instead, he just pushes hungrily into the kiss.]