[that just makes her giggle a little harder, slightly punch-drunk.
it's a weird sensation, feeling his loose and easy emotions amidst the insistent heat curled in her gut. she thinks she likes it, though. she definitely likes the floating sensation, likes watching him breathe out the tension. there's a little - weird emotion, in her. for just a moment. something longing, maybe. something wistful with affection, her hair pooling liquid over her shoulder. and just for that second, the red around her eyes almost seems to recede as she looks at him, as his affection hits her like a warm blanket.
when he speaks, finally, she leans closer, pressing a kiss to his jaw.]
Oh, I'm always happy to see you. You can come again whenever you'd like. [wink
but when he's decently cleaned up, she leans back and starts to shimmy out of the harness, putting it aside. she seems content with this, like she's gonna just lay down next to him and cuddle him after all that.]
[ giggles are good, actually, and get a little bit of a brightness to that affection. he just really likes lup - likes spending time with her, likes her sense of humor. he doesn’t need to be banged into a mattress to feel that way (though admittedly, it is a bonus.) he picks up on that sense of wistfulness and tucks it away for the moment, too.
as she settles, he takes that time to compose himself further. lup cuddling up to him does remind him, though, and he manages to try and get all of his sleep heavy limbs in the correct order - emotionally, he feels loose and relaxed and clumsy, but he doesn’t look it at all as he lifts a hand to run it absently through the warm lava of her hair, letting it drip through his fingers lazily, but turning his head to peer up at her through his dark eyelashes. ]
And you, darling? [ the question is quiet, not so flirtatious or silly, but genuine. he’d hate to leave her hanging, after all. ]
You don't have to do anything for me. That was all for you.
[she murmurs, tilting her head into the touch he's giving her. there's a shivery thread of want that curls through her, but she's reluctant to pull him out of the sleepy mood he's in. she wants him to... have this. to have peace. there's that wistfulness again, and then something sort of sad, almost. and then she pushes that aside, dragging her hand up his abdomen, his stomach, before resting it on his chest.]
[ see, here's the thing. firstly, emotion share means he can feel the low thread of lup's want, even through the easy haze of being well and truly fucked out. it is impossible to miss, the way it's looped in with that sense of wistfulness, too. ( lup has been acting a little strange, this week, and it's not like gu yun hasn't picked up on it. it's not like... he thinks he knows what it might be, but he's been refusing to connect to it. just a little longer. just a little bit longer, of their peach blossom spring. )
secondly, gu yun is unbelievably bad at relaxing. this is a well known fact. he is the type of person ready to work himself into his grave, and being in an indulgent fuck station has not changed that about him. and thirdly...
...thirdly, he's a little gremlin who ultimately, even blissfully at peace, cannot resist the chance for a job well done. he takes that hand as it comes up his chest, muscles still feeling vaguely gooey and loose, and pulls it up to his mouth, laying a kiss on her knuckles. ]
Don't have to? I've never felt beholden to doing much of anything I didn't want.
[ his expression is, so soft - amused, a little, like always, his peach blossom eyes bright and crinkling at the corners. for once, he's just open, his emotions radiating content and warmth and a little mischief, but it's all on his face, too. ]
Not sure how much I can move at the moment, but I have always loved [ being stubborn ] a bit of a challenge.
[well, she really just wants to kiss that face. so she does, leaning up to meet his warmth and content with some of her own. her fingers curl, just a little, into his chest, into his skin, and then - he pulls it up to his lips, and her eyes go dark again.]
Well. Far be it from me to deny you a challenge, Zixi. [tease, tease.]
[ cute. he smiles at her as the kiss breaks, even as he’s being teased, and leans in to steal an easy, lazy peck. he’s made lup do a lot of work today, and that is going to have to continue a little, probably, but that’s fine. ]
I like to think I’m quite good at rising to them. [ haha get it
bad. give him a second here as he thinks, settling with her hand still loosely in his, watching her eyes go dark. hmmm.... ] I think I’ve got an idea. Come here.
[ one of the benefits of being in this bizarre murder fuck station is that you hear a lot of filthy gossip. or, if you’re like gu yun, you do your research, both of the plot kind and of the sexy kin, so that no one suspects you of being the giant baby that you are. so! he shifts to lay back again, comfortable, and then pats near his collar.
sometimes you just get pegged and then tell your basically girlfriend to sit on your face? sometimes you are a bottom. ]
well, she can't hide the absolute thrill that rolls through her when he pats his collarbone. it's hot and heavy and insistent, and her breath catches at the idea. in an attempt to not look too eager, lup shifts to sit up first and stretch, ear flicking absently, but with emotionshare on, he's absolutely going to know about the flood of heat and desire that she feels when she thinks about him getting his mouth on her.
she doesn't ask if he's sure. he suggested it, and she's too horny to resist, so she swings her leg over him and shifts until she's sitting close, doing her best to not put her full weight on him as she leans against his chest.
her eyes are completely dark, and she bites her bottom lip a little when she looks down at him.]
Put me where you want me. [she murmurs, voice low and hot.]
[ this is another one of those gu yun has absolutely zero idea what he's doing but he's gonna wing it until it works situations, which he is unfortunately very good at, so! he's still at least a little too unfocused to catch up on her attempt to be very cool, and that sudden wash of arousal that comes out of her emotion is a fantastic distraction. (he does, however, notice the ear flick; there's a little twinge of affection that comes through on his end for it, that he can't help, because he's soft.)
lup's as light as a feather, and the sight of her even from this angle is incredible. the glow of the cracks of lava, the way he can feel the heat coming off of her just from where she's settled, and the look on her face is a marvel. his hands come up, feeling until he's touching the back of her thighs, and he slides his hands up her body, calloused fingers spread wide open just for the sensation. there's a little spark of thrill for him, too, partially for the challenge and partially just because lup's hot, literally and metaphorically? and that carries over the emotion share no problem. he shifts where he's settled for a second, pushing his sweaty hair off of the back of his neck and off to the side so it won't get pulled too hard if they get a little rowdy (gu yun has a feeling this is going to get rowdy) and his mouth falls into a familiar, roguish, dirty grin. ]
Don't hold back on my account. I'll pull you off, if I need to.
[ because he is absolutely strong enough to do so from this angle, and his fingers squeeze a little into the soft give of flesh just to prove it.
but. okay! once again. he has no idea what he's doing here - the act itself is not unfamiliar by a long shot after six weeks in the station, just the positioning - but he's smart enough to put two and two together. so! he moves his hands up to her hips and pulls up, just this shy of manhandling, slow and easy, and then down to bring the heat of her body down to his mouth. ]
[gu yun knows this about her already, but she's noisy.
and before, she'd kept herself mostly quietly in favor of watching him fall apart, on purpose. her favorite thing in the world is when she manages to work him up enough to loosen his tongue, especially because she's so liberal with her own sound. but he gets his hands on her, sliding calloused hands up her body, over the lines she hates so much, and she can't help but let her head fall back a little with a whimper. his mouth is going to be occupied! she can make as much noise as she wants. and honestly, she'd settled down just a little when he'd finished, but it's like throwing logs on a dying fire - she's right back to a raging heat, shivering at the touch he gives her. he's right to push his hair back, because she absolutely will be pulling it at some point.
for now, though, her lines flicker and pulse, and her breath catches when he just about manhandles her. a little thrill of yes shivers through her. she likes being grabbed and pushed around, honestly.
and when he finally gets his mouth on her, she shudder-gasps, hips twitching as she attempts to not just immediately grind down against him. it - might not take long, honestly, and he'll be able to tell. if he can't by the way she's completely soaked, he'll feel the tension in her, the ache across the emotionshare, needy and desperate.]
[ he sure does know she's loud, yeah! he learned that one the first week he was here, when law came back on a sunday evening and gave him the most exhausted look in the entire world the next day. oops. and it's nice to be able to actually enjoy it, now that the issue of his medicine has been taken care of, at least temporarily. sure, these sorts of experiences can be, ah, intense when he doesn't have access to his senses (thank you, molly, thank you, lup) but he does like knowing the results of his handiwork. having a loud partner is and has been since they got here a turn on for him, too.
so! that means, as usual, he has to make sure he does the best job possible to get all of that pulled out of lup. it's only fair, and he's super into it, so it's a win for them both. if she meets his eyes at all, she'll find them similarly darkening, both from the absolute roar of lup's want and from his own enjoyment, though his body's probably gonna give up the ghost on anything after this besides a really long nap. he can feel the that thrill, can feel the way her breath catches, and his mouth curls up into something dangerous when he pulls her down.
the initial reaction is perfect, and every one of his working senses is filled up with lup. the heat of her body, the weight of her pressing gently down onto him, the smell and taste of her, soaking wet and wanting. by now this is an act he's gotten pretty good at, and gu yun lets the grind of lup's hips do the work, tongue curling easily inside of her as he just lets her overwhelm him, in hopes of overwhelming her in return. his hands flex and then squeeze tight at her hips, then come down, grabbing her ass and using that as the leverage to make sure they can move in tandem, and lup can find whatever she wants and take it. it's all hers. ]
[a really long nap is ideal, after this. she's actually a little tired - turns out actually fucking someone is a lot of work when you're used to being the one penetrated. she's just glad she had the stamina to get him there - and now, having to hold herself up is going to be a struggle here, especially when his tongue gets involved.
he pulls her forward, and the breath is knocked out of her, coming out as a hiccuping exhale and ending as a trembling moan, her hand slamming forward into the mattress. she rucks the sheets up under her fingers, grasping at it tightly. her other hand slides up to curl into gu yun's hair, but she's not rough, there. she's gentle, tangling her fingers through the silky strands just so she can guide him where she wants him, if she needs to. she doesn't really anticipate the need, once his hands find her ass and keeps her pulled forward.
he offers her the chance to take, and she does, but - maybe a little hesitantly. she rocks her hips against his mouth, minutely, just enough to find a rhythm, and she watches - if his eyes open at any point he'll catch her gaze on his work, mouth open in a harsh pant, eyes half-lidded and fluttering closed involuntarily at a particularly good angle of his tongue slick and hot against her. the muscles in her stomach tense and shiver with every pulse of pleasure she feels, thighs trembling on either side of his head. she's holding back, poorly, even though he said to go for it.]
[ well, okay. he doesn't even need emotion share at this point, because lup's body does all the talking for her. the hand in his hair is grounding, and he focuses in on the way she absolutely trembles when she comes forward, on the way her muscles move, because he can feel it pressed up against him, can feel the way the warmth of her walls tighten against his mouth. the sight of her's gorgeous, from where he can just see enough, and he keeps his hands tight on her while she moves.
but, surprisingly, it's a little less than expected. she's being polite, which is... kind of charming, because he absolutely remembers a few weeks ago when they were both impacted by a couple of extra aspects and he got her to beg for the exact chance to let go? so that she's holding back here is almost a little bit cute. polite. but, he'd fully prepared himself for the complete opposite, and after a few moments of that tiny, almost hesitant rock of her hips, he figures, fuck it.
two things happen; the first is he pushes up a little bit to pull her hips back and off of him, just a second, so he can take a breath. it's not long lasting, because he pretty quickly pulls her right back to his mouth and gets back to work, pushing the tip of his tongue against her for a little more pressure.
the second thing, is, well. the hand on her hip pulls back, and gu yun gives her a smack on the ass. not too hard, but definitely a cmon, and if she glances down and they make eye contact, she'll see him raise an eyebrow. do it, coward! what a bastard. ]
[when he pulls back, she actually makes a protesting sound, opening her eyes to look down at him, but - nearly immediately he's right back against her and the noise she makes is like the wind getting knocked out of her. instinctively she rocks down against his mouth, forgetting herself, but it turns out she doesn't have to worry.
he slaps her ass and she squeaks, startled - definitely not not into that, judging by the thrill of heat that spirals through her when he does it. and she does, in fact meet his gaze. sees that raised eyebrow, and huffs. brat. but if he's gonna be like that, well. she's not going to be nice.
this time, when she picks up again, she's rougher. she grinds down against his tongue, fingers sliding through his hair, gripping and angling him exactly how she wants him. do it, coward, he taunts, and she will, she'll take everything she wants, the sensation of his tongue inside her, her knees spreading a bit to get a better rhythm, better leverage. the lines across her body flicker and pulse, almost matching the swell of hot pleasure building up low.
she whimpers, head falling back, chest heaving with every roll forward, and she makes a sort of desperate grab for one of his hands, clutching it and bringing it to her chest, holding it there. she very quickly loses all of her composure, gasping little h-haahhs and moans to the ceiling as she unsteadily grinds against his mouth and chin and tongue, the pressure right before a breaking point. she just needs - she doesn't know, just a little more, her whole body tight and tense, her emotions wildly out of whack with desire.]
[ hm gonna put that away for later when lup is not literally sitting on his face
the startling is cute - she'll feel a flicker of his genuine gremlin amusement at the reaction, at the huff, and the thrill that comes through him, too. one of his favorite things about lup is that she always rises to the challenge. she always makes things fun, always is willing to up the ante with him, because their mutual gremlin is truly unparalleled. yeah, maybe he is a little bit of a brat!
when lup gets settled again, that's a little bit more what he was expecting. lup's never been shy about what she wants, and he's not gonna let her hesitate now. the hands in his hair feel pretty good, leave pings of pleasure across his own emotions when she tugs and it sends a tingle down his spine. (in some ways, this is what he's used to. less worry about his own comfort, more attention on others - not that he's particularly uncomfortable at the moment, but still.) it is so, so hot buried between her legs like this, but the deep breath he took makes it easy to keep up with lup's much rougher, much harder pace. he takes the taste of her with ease, curling his tongue when she grinds into him, just letting her body guide the motions and take whatever she wants. it's hers to have. he can't see as well, now, as she gets better leverage, but gu yun's senses are fine tuned, and the sound of her is so, so sweet. he notices everything, notices the way she trembles and which way her hips twitch, notices how her breath catches and repeats the motions that make it do so, the best he can.
when she takes his hand, he gives it over with no hesitance, turning his fingers in her grasp to squeeze her palm back when she grips at his hand. his other arm comes up to wrap around her thigh, anchoring, hand digging into the skin there. he's not touching lava cracks, almost immediately just finding marks of regular, tan skin and anchoring himself there - his grip is hard and his nails bite into the flesh, a little bit, a place where he can get leverage. it's all he can really do, too, currently a little overwhelmed by the combination of physical sensations and emotional linking ones, but he holds on tight and tilts his chin up when she lifts even a second, enough to move his head with the roll of her hips, to try and see if he can put in enough of the work to send lup spilling over the edge. ]
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it's a weird sensation, feeling his loose and easy emotions amidst the insistent heat curled in her gut. she thinks she likes it, though. she definitely likes the floating sensation, likes watching him breathe out the tension. there's a little - weird emotion, in her. for just a moment. something longing, maybe. something wistful with affection, her hair pooling liquid over her shoulder. and just for that second, the red around her eyes almost seems to recede as she looks at him, as his affection hits her like a warm blanket.
when he speaks, finally, she leans closer, pressing a kiss to his jaw.]
Oh, I'm always happy to see you. You can come again whenever you'd like. [wink
but when he's decently cleaned up, she leans back and starts to shimmy out of the harness, putting it aside. she seems content with this, like she's gonna just lay down next to him and cuddle him after all that.]
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as she settles, he takes that time to compose himself further. lup cuddling up to him does remind him, though, and he manages to try and get all of his sleep heavy limbs in the correct order - emotionally, he feels loose and relaxed and clumsy, but he doesn’t look it at all as he lifts a hand to run it absently through the warm lava of her hair, letting it drip through his fingers lazily, but turning his head to peer up at her through his dark eyelashes. ]
And you, darling? [ the question is quiet, not so flirtatious or silly, but genuine. he’d hate to leave her hanging, after all. ]
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[she murmurs, tilting her head into the touch he's giving her. there's a shivery thread of want that curls through her, but she's reluctant to pull him out of the sleepy mood he's in. she wants him to... have this. to have peace. there's that wistfulness again, and then something sort of sad, almost. and then she pushes that aside, dragging her hand up his abdomen, his stomach, before resting it on his chest.]
Go to sleep. I'll take care of myself later.
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secondly, gu yun is unbelievably bad at relaxing. this is a well known fact. he is the type of person ready to work himself into his grave, and being in an indulgent fuck station has not changed that about him. and thirdly...
...thirdly, he's a little gremlin who ultimately, even blissfully at peace, cannot resist the chance for a job well done. he takes that hand as it comes up his chest, muscles still feeling vaguely gooey and loose, and pulls it up to his mouth, laying a kiss on her knuckles. ]
Don't have to? I've never felt beholden to doing much of anything I didn't want.
[ his expression is, so soft - amused, a little, like always, his peach blossom eyes bright and crinkling at the corners. for once, he's just open, his emotions radiating content and warmth and a little mischief, but it's all on his face, too. ]
Not sure how much I can move at the moment, but I have always loved [ being stubborn ] a bit of a challenge.
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Well. Far be it from me to deny you a challenge, Zixi. [tease, tease.]
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I like to think I’m quite good at rising to them. [ haha get it
bad. give him a second here as he thinks, settling with her hand still loosely in his, watching her eyes go dark. hmmm.... ] I think I’ve got an idea. Come here.
[ one of the benefits of being in this bizarre murder fuck station is that you hear a lot of filthy gossip. or, if you’re like gu yun, you do your research, both of the plot kind and of the sexy kin, so that no one suspects you of being the giant baby that you are. so! he shifts to lay back again, comfortable, and then pats near his collar.
sometimes you just get pegged and then tell your basically girlfriend to sit on your face? sometimes you are a bottom. ]
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well, she can't hide the absolute thrill that rolls through her when he pats his collarbone. it's hot and heavy and insistent, and her breath catches at the idea. in an attempt to not look too eager, lup shifts to sit up first and stretch, ear flicking absently, but with emotionshare on, he's absolutely going to know about the flood of heat and desire that she feels when she thinks about him getting his mouth on her.
she doesn't ask if he's sure. he suggested it, and she's too horny to resist, so she swings her leg over him and shifts until she's sitting close, doing her best to not put her full weight on him as she leans against his chest.
her eyes are completely dark, and she bites her bottom lip a little when she looks down at him.]
Put me where you want me. [she murmurs, voice low and hot.]
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lup's as light as a feather, and the sight of her even from this angle is incredible. the glow of the cracks of lava, the way he can feel the heat coming off of her just from where she's settled, and the look on her face is a marvel. his hands come up, feeling until he's touching the back of her thighs, and he slides his hands up her body, calloused fingers spread wide open just for the sensation. there's a little spark of thrill for him, too, partially for the challenge and partially just because lup's hot, literally and metaphorically? and that carries over the emotion share no problem. he shifts where he's settled for a second, pushing his sweaty hair off of the back of his neck and off to the side so it won't get pulled too hard if they get a little rowdy (gu yun has a feeling this is going to get rowdy) and his mouth falls into a familiar, roguish, dirty grin. ]
Don't hold back on my account. I'll pull you off, if I need to.
[ because he is absolutely strong enough to do so from this angle, and his fingers squeeze a little into the soft give of flesh just to prove it.
but. okay! once again. he has no idea what he's doing here - the act itself is not unfamiliar by a long shot after six weeks in the station, just the positioning - but he's smart enough to put two and two together. so! he moves his hands up to her hips and pulls up, just this shy of manhandling, slow and easy, and then down to bring the heat of her body down to his mouth. ]
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and before, she'd kept herself mostly quietly in favor of watching him fall apart, on purpose. her favorite thing in the world is when she manages to work him up enough to loosen his tongue, especially because she's so liberal with her own sound. but he gets his hands on her, sliding calloused hands up her body, over the lines she hates so much, and she can't help but let her head fall back a little with a whimper. his mouth is going to be occupied! she can make as much noise as she wants. and honestly, she'd settled down just a little when he'd finished, but it's like throwing logs on a dying fire - she's right back to a raging heat, shivering at the touch he gives her. he's right to push his hair back, because she absolutely will be pulling it at some point.
for now, though, her lines flicker and pulse, and her breath catches when he just about manhandles her. a little thrill of yes shivers through her. she likes being grabbed and pushed around, honestly.
and when he finally gets his mouth on her, she shudder-gasps, hips twitching as she attempts to not just immediately grind down against him. it - might not take long, honestly, and he'll be able to tell. if he can't by the way she's completely soaked, he'll feel the tension in her, the ache across the emotionshare, needy and desperate.]
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so! that means, as usual, he has to make sure he does the best job possible to get all of that pulled out of lup. it's only fair, and he's super into it, so it's a win for them both. if she meets his eyes at all, she'll find them similarly darkening, both from the absolute roar of lup's want and from his own enjoyment, though his body's probably gonna give up the ghost on anything after this besides a really long nap. he can feel the that thrill, can feel the way her breath catches, and his mouth curls up into something dangerous when he pulls her down.
the initial reaction is perfect, and every one of his working senses is filled up with lup. the heat of her body, the weight of her pressing gently down onto him, the smell and taste of her, soaking wet and wanting. by now this is an act he's gotten pretty good at, and gu yun lets the grind of lup's hips do the work, tongue curling easily inside of her as he just lets her overwhelm him, in hopes of overwhelming her in return. his hands flex and then squeeze tight at her hips, then come down, grabbing her ass and using that as the leverage to make sure they can move in tandem, and lup can find whatever she wants and take it. it's all hers. ]
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he pulls her forward, and the breath is knocked out of her, coming out as a hiccuping exhale and ending as a trembling moan, her hand slamming forward into the mattress. she rucks the sheets up under her fingers, grasping at it tightly. her other hand slides up to curl into gu yun's hair, but she's not rough, there. she's gentle, tangling her fingers through the silky strands just so she can guide him where she wants him, if she needs to. she doesn't really anticipate the need, once his hands find her ass and keeps her pulled forward.
he offers her the chance to take, and she does, but - maybe a little hesitantly. she rocks her hips against his mouth, minutely, just enough to find a rhythm, and she watches - if his eyes open at any point he'll catch her gaze on his work, mouth open in a harsh pant, eyes half-lidded and fluttering closed involuntarily at a particularly good angle of his tongue slick and hot against her. the muscles in her stomach tense and shiver with every pulse of pleasure she feels, thighs trembling on either side of his head. she's holding back, poorly, even though he said to go for it.]
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but, surprisingly, it's a little less than expected. she's being polite, which is... kind of charming, because he absolutely remembers a few weeks ago when they were both impacted by a couple of extra aspects and he got her to beg for the exact chance to let go? so that she's holding back here is almost a little bit cute. polite. but, he'd fully prepared himself for the complete opposite, and after a few moments of that tiny, almost hesitant rock of her hips, he figures, fuck it.
two things happen; the first is he pushes up a little bit to pull her hips back and off of him, just a second, so he can take a breath. it's not long lasting, because he pretty quickly pulls her right back to his mouth and gets back to work, pushing the tip of his tongue against her for a little more pressure.
the second thing, is, well. the hand on her hip pulls back, and gu yun gives her a smack on the ass. not too hard, but definitely a cmon, and if she glances down and they make eye contact, she'll see him raise an eyebrow. do it, coward! what a bastard. ]
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he slaps her ass and she squeaks, startled - definitely not not into that, judging by the thrill of heat that spirals through her when he does it. and she does, in fact meet his gaze. sees that raised eyebrow, and huffs. brat. but if he's gonna be like that, well. she's not going to be nice.
this time, when she picks up again, she's rougher. she grinds down against his tongue, fingers sliding through his hair, gripping and angling him exactly how she wants him. do it, coward, he taunts, and she will, she'll take everything she wants, the sensation of his tongue inside her, her knees spreading a bit to get a better rhythm, better leverage. the lines across her body flicker and pulse, almost matching the swell of hot pleasure building up low.
she whimpers, head falling back, chest heaving with every roll forward, and she makes a sort of desperate grab for one of his hands, clutching it and bringing it to her chest, holding it there. she very quickly loses all of her composure, gasping little h-haahhs and moans to the ceiling as she unsteadily grinds against his mouth and chin and tongue, the pressure right before a breaking point. she just needs - she doesn't know, just a little more, her whole body tight and tense, her emotions wildly out of whack with desire.]
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the startling is cute - she'll feel a flicker of his genuine gremlin amusement at the reaction, at the huff, and the thrill that comes through him, too. one of his favorite things about lup is that she always rises to the challenge. she always makes things fun, always is willing to up the ante with him, because their mutual gremlin is truly unparalleled. yeah, maybe he is a little bit of a brat!
when lup gets settled again, that's a little bit more what he was expecting. lup's never been shy about what she wants, and he's not gonna let her hesitate now. the hands in his hair feel pretty good, leave pings of pleasure across his own emotions when she tugs and it sends a tingle down his spine. (in some ways, this is what he's used to. less worry about his own comfort, more attention on others - not that he's particularly uncomfortable at the moment, but still.) it is so, so hot buried between her legs like this, but the deep breath he took makes it easy to keep up with lup's much rougher, much harder pace. he takes the taste of her with ease, curling his tongue when she grinds into him, just letting her body guide the motions and take whatever she wants. it's hers to have. he can't see as well, now, as she gets better leverage, but gu yun's senses are fine tuned, and the sound of her is so, so sweet. he notices everything, notices the way she trembles and which way her hips twitch, notices how her breath catches and repeats the motions that make it do so, the best he can.
when she takes his hand, he gives it over with no hesitance, turning his fingers in her grasp to squeeze her palm back when she grips at his hand. his other arm comes up to wrap around her thigh, anchoring, hand digging into the skin there. he's not touching lava cracks, almost immediately just finding marks of regular, tan skin and anchoring himself there - his grip is hard and his nails bite into the flesh, a little bit, a place where he can get leverage. it's all he can really do, too, currently a little overwhelmed by the combination of physical sensations and emotional linking ones, but he holds on tight and tilts his chin up when she lifts even a second, enough to move his head with the roll of her hips, to try and see if he can put in enough of the work to send lup spilling over the edge. ]