[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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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. ]