[that's enough to do it for him, his fingers on her chin trembling as he moans and spills over into her hand, completely soaking the panties and getting her fingers sticky. he's incoherent for a few long moments, gasping for air, jaw slack]
[She lets out a slight noise of surprise and desire when she feels him release, stroking more gently a few times to bring him through it even as her hand gets messier.
Then she leans in to capture his mouth for a kiss.]
[he leans into it, lips parted easily, tongue curling with hers in a languid, indulgent kiss as raven basks in the feeling. his hands drag down glory's shoulders to her chest, cupping and squeezing her breasts, fingers toying with her nipples]
[All of her skin is hot and hyper-sensitive, and she twitches even at the first brush of his hands, but the attention to her nipples has her gasp into his mouth and squirm.]
[he's relentless, teasing her nipples until they're stiff, breaking the kiss only to plant his mouth on her neck, biting and sucking on the space where her neck meets her shoulder]
[She lets her head fall back, eyelids fluttering, not wanting to move away from that even as the pleasure of it goes straight between her legs and makes her want more.]
[climbs up onto the bed and sidles between her legs, laying flat so he can place a line of kisses along her inner thigh up to her labia, just kissing over every inch of her he can reach]
[Her muscles twitch and she lifts her knees and spreads her legs wider as he makes his way up, holding her breath and then letting it out when she starts to feel dizzy.]
[he has a split-second to chuckle before he's muffled by her pushing him down, and drags the flat of his tongue over her clit firmly to make up for it, fingers curling]
[he'll stop teasing her... sort of. he keeps his tongue flat and taut against her clit, rubbing it back and forth, but his fingers still at the same time--maybe he can't do two things at once?
[She holds on to her restraint out of stubbornness even as the pressure of his tongue sends waves of pleasure through her, but her muscles twitch with the effort of holding still, and after a minute she groans.]
[Her fingers tighten in his hair again, though this time just gripping rather than pushing him, and her other free hand hovers before settling on his shoulder, breath coming shallower as her head tips back]
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[that's enough to do it for him, his fingers on her chin trembling as he moans and spills over into her hand, completely soaking the panties and getting her fingers sticky. he's incoherent for a few long moments, gasping for air, jaw slack]
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Then she leans in to capture his mouth for a kiss.]
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[All of her skin is hot and hyper-sensitive, and she twitches even at the first brush of his hands, but the attention to her nipples has her gasp into his mouth and squirm.]
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[Her voice breaks high on a whine, and she shudders and clutches his hips.]
Please...
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[he says in that deliberately casual tone, working on leaving a mark on her neck]
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I need—your fingers. Or your mouth... on me. Now.
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Right here?
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Yeah.
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Lay back for me.
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[It's affirmative, but she doesn't move for a few more seconds as she feels the waves of pleasure from his touch.
Eventually the desire for more builds enough that she shifts away to sprawl backwards on the bed, though.]
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Raven.
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[rubbing two fingers over her clit before dragging them down and gliding in, one by one]
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That's—good. More. Harder.
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[This time it's needy and frustrated, and her hand tightens in her hair to push his head down.]
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[Her hips buck up against him as she holds him in place.
Then she tries to take a deep breath and calm down a little, settling back against the bed to let him work]
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or maybe he's being a dick on purpose]
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You're... a tease.
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[Her fingers tighten in his hair again, though this time just gripping rather than pushing him, and her other free hand hovers before settling on his shoulder, breath coming shallower as her head tips back]
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