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[selfpreservationist]

OH THAT'S A SPICY MEATBALL

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Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[Her mouth moves from his lips to his jaw, kissing a line towards his ear as her hand in his hair loosens and threads through it. Then she pauses there, murmuring again.]

I didn't... quite say that. I...

[would never feel confident enough in her relationship with someone to be possessive of them? hm that's a depressing observation, perhaps she will not linger on that]

...I wouldn't trap you. I just... want to protect you. And I'd hate it more than anything if they took you from me.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[the look he gets on his face is... hopeful, needy, vulnerable. he can't think of what to say to that, he's really touched]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[She glances at his expression, and then after a moment of silence leans in to kiss his mouth again forcefully, slow but deep, not pulling away.]

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[he moans into the kiss, eager for it, and rocks his hips again]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[She slides down against him so the bulge of his dick presses against her hip and she can grind against his thigh, her skirt riding up, and she tries to swallow her own moan in her throat so she doesn't have to break the kiss.]

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[both hands drag down and grab onto her ass as he grinds his hips against hers, gasping into the kiss]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

Ah—!

[It's a more high-pitched sound than she is expecting to come out of her mouth, and a flush creeps down her neck as she rocks back against him. She tugs distractedly at Raven's shirt until she can slide a hand under it.]

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[kissing a trail down her jawline to her ear, murmuring]

Glory... I want to be inside you.

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[she shivers hard, letting her head fall to the side slightly]

—Yes. I... want to feel you like that.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[rolling his hips as he drags his lips along her neck, kissing feather-light in contrast to how he's rutting against her thigh]

Anyway... you want me. I'm yours.

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

Mine...

[It's a whine, almost incredulous. She grinds down hard against him, needy, and her fingernails dig into his skin with a short gasp.

Her hand runs down his chest and traces his waistband, but after a moment instead she withdraws it the rest of the way, sitting up slightly and retrieving a knife from somewhere in her skirt and hooking that under the edge of his pants.]

Then—I'll get those clothes off you, so I can see you sprawled out naked on my bed, wanting me. And then I'll ride you, so I can have you hot inside me as long as I possibly can. Until you can't take any more.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[oh holy shit that's so hot. raven sucks in a sharp breath, face going red immediately, and he bites his lip to stifle a whimper

and nods quickly]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[That reaction is also very hot.]

...Good.

[There's a tiny frustrated huff at the loss of contact as Glory moves back onto her knees enough that she can slash open his pants—one long motion from hip to thigh that tears the fabric without any apparent difficulty.]

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[he moans and claps a hand over his mouth, trying to hold still so he doesn't get accidentally cut. he's fully hard, erection straining his briefs, breathing quickly through his nose]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[She bites her lip as she looks him over, eyes lingering at his erection, but she moves to his shirt first, sliding the blade underneath and shredding it in a few strokes until she can pull it completely free, baring his chest.]

You're so...

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[makes a questioning noise, his chest moving with the force of his breathing]

Mmmn?

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

...Attractive. Like that.

[She traces the tip of the knife down his bare chest, carefully controlled, not breaking skin even with it rising and falling beneath the blade.]

...Close your eyes.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[he swallows hard, and closes his eyes, staying as still as he can]

Glory...

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

Good.

[When her blade reaches the waistband of his briefs she pauses there, looking him over for a few seconds. Or maybe she's just trying to build the anticipation.

Either way, when it's been just long enough to think that maybe she's not going to do it, she turns the blade flat against his abdomen and cuts through his briefs with a clean outward slice.]

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[he gasps when he feels that, as the anticipation had made his mind start to race. he shudders from the come-down of that, squirming and biting his lip]

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[She makes a few more quick cuts necessary for her to pull the fabric away entirely, freeing his erection. Then she moves her (non knife-wielding) hand to curl lightly around the shaft.]

...You can open them now, if you like.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[he moans freely when she touches him, unable to keep from urging his hips towards her hand, and his eyelids flutter as he opens them]

Oh...

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

[She teases him with a few light touches to get him to move more, watching him with dark eyes and lips parted slightly.]

...Yeah. You're mine. You're not even worried, are you...? Naked, in my bed and under my knife. Just... excited.

Re: Day 262

[selfpreservationist]

[licks his lips, slowly rolling his hips into her grip]

You would have... told me, first, if you really wanted to cut me up.

Re: Day 262

[rollplayinghouse]

That's true. And you'd like that, too, huh? If I... cut bleeding patterns into you.

Another time, though.

[And possibly another place, where she won't get blood all over her bedsheets when she doesn't plan to leave this bed any time soon.

She removes her hand from his dick to tug her dress off over her head; she's not wearing her favorite tie panties this time, which means rather than shift position she cuts those off herself too, the lace barely needing a flick of the blade.

Then she moves more properly on top of him, though rather than line him up with her entrance, she just shifts forward, rubbing against his shaft.]