[ while there's ardent heat building between them, there is no sense of urgency, no desire to tear forward at a breakneck pace, despite how long it's been since tighnari was last touched. he can be a patient man when he needs to be, and right now tighnari wants to take his time to enjoy her properly, to make sure she's comfortable and pleased, to make all of this count for something.
tighnari's hips rock forward and down, grinding slow between her thighs, creating warm friction that has his blood running south and his breath gusting against her skin, and when her hands find his ear and skin he positively purrs, the sound vibrating against her collar. that's good, she says, and tighnari smiles, his thumbs rolling over her nipples until they stand pert for him, though he's soon following it up with his lips, his mouth wet and hot as it moves over her breasts, his hands palming now down her ribs. his fingers move slowly, worshiping her, learning every inch of skin and scar, his thumbs pressing into the hollows of her hips as he rocks his body downward again, exhaling a soft groan.
he hadn't realized how much he needed this, how much he's missed the closeness of another person, how much he wanted this with her. this thing that built between them has come so easily, so naturally, that it feels as if it has sneaked up on them both. ]
[ There certainly is an ease about this whole affair that feels noticeably absent with most anything else in this place. And then, again, the fact that they've come together like this purely of their own will, without any outside influences. Just their continually blooming friendship, the loneliness which spurred Ori to appear at Tighnari's door late into the night, and the need for company - for each other's company - that they both are discovering. Ori appreciates that, and she will continue to appreciate that.
For now, she's more focused on appreciating the more physical aspect of what they're doing. That warm friction between them, the thrumming of his purring against her, the feeling of his body pressed down on hers, all of it feels incredible, made all the more so by the fact that this is Tighnari. And even further, with the way the warm wetness of his mouth closes around her breasts, drawing another moan from deep within her. When he grinds down on her once more, her thighs press in against his sides and she arches her back, seeking more. Spirits, she's needed this.
Perhaps they didn't have quite such a dramatic buildup to this compared to most others here, but that suits her just fine. He suits her just fine, she thinks.
To his question, she smiles appreciatively as she brushes his hair away from his face, because yes consent is sexy and important! ]
I'll tell you, but for now I would really like it if you kept going...
[ she reacts so perfectly, every kiss and touch drawing sweet little noises from her mouth that tighnari treasures, that make his body tighten with heat.
this was a good idea, and distantly, he's so thankful that she made the move to come here tonight, to offer this to the both of them. it all feels so natural, the flow of events that drew them together so intuitive that he hardly thought anything of it. this feels so right, so correct, he isn't doubting himself, or her, for a moment. she cradles him wholly, accepting him against her, and all the world beyond these four walls is slowly beginning to fall away.
with the taste of her skin still on his tongue, tighnari draws away, leaving a cooling path of saliva in his wake as he looks down into her lovely face, so he can read her expression as his hand travels downward, over her soft belly and further, his hips shifting back so he can fit his fingers between their bodies. his brown-green eyes meet her amber ones as he slowly, carefully draws his fingertips along her panties, pressing, feeling her moisture through the thin fabric, applying pressure, tracing the shape of her. even through her panties, she feels so hot.
dropping his head, he nudges his nose alongside hers, his thumb inching below her waistband. ]
[ She really would like to watch his every move with rapt attention, from the way he pulls away to the way his hand trails down, down, down, so slowly, until he reaches the warm, wet heat waiting for him between her legs. But instead, she finds herself utterly captured by his eyes as he looks down at her face, their gazes mirroring each other in their certainty and the undercurrent of hunger beneath, only to be broken by the sensation of his fingertips stroking her, bidding her to close her eyes as she gasps. ]
Ah... That's... good, Nari...
[ She brings another hand up to frame his face as their noses touch, and she presses a gentle, encouraging kiss to his lips as she spreads her legs for him, another silent plea for him to keep going, to keep teasing at the growing heat there, to truly feel how wet she already is for him. ]
[ she responds, she responds perfectly, gasping for him, spreading her thighs wide, and tighnari certainly can't help the way his light pants are already feeling much tighter.
but tighnari isn't concerned for himself, right now. he wants to see her unfold for him, opening like a flower turning toward the sun, displaying her pleasure for him. she kisses his lips, and tighnari hums softly, parting his lips over hers again, his touch becoming more bold now, more forward. his thumb tugs, pulling down the waistband of her panties just enough for him to be able to slip his fingers inside.
gods, she feels perfect. hot as hellfire and slick as sin. the pads of tighnari's fingers slide with confidence, gliding along slippery folds, gathering her moisture at his fingertips and lifting them higher. in gentle circles he rubs her clit, feeling its shape beneath his touch, gauging her reaction before closing his entire palm over her core. with a low groan against her lips, tighnari's hips shift, grinding downward against her thigh to appease the ache between his legs. ]
[ Tighnari has always been a sort of steady, stabilizing force in this place ever since she met him, and it appears as though he's no different when it comes to intimacy. In his arms, Ori feels cared for, in a gentle sort of way that she's not felt in a long while, and under his touch she unfurls.
She likewise hums against their kiss, parting her mouth to deepen it as her tongue slides out to meet his as he teases at her folds, her sounds growing louder and her restraint melting away as he rubs at her most sensitive bud. Spirits, it feels so good, and Ori finds herself needing to part from their kiss just to be able to breathe, her voice coming out in little more than an airy breath: ]
Nari...
[ She has, apparently, decided that this shorter form of his name is going to stick. It is handy, after all, in situations such as this... And then soon enough, she meets his lips with hers again.
When his hips move against her thighs, she is granted a small, sweet taste of his arousal, and she groans in unison with him. The focus may be on her for now, but she won't leave him wanting. She wants to care for him and see him fall apart for her, too. And to that end, she drags her fingers down his back, her nails lightly scraping along skin and scars until she finally finds the base of his tail. ]
[ it's sweet, the way she calls him nari, he likes the sound of it on her voice, the sound of it in his ears.
he also likes the feel of her fingers gliding down his bare back, smoothing along the base of his tail where the skin is sensitive. tighnari shudders, his breath gusting against her lips, his hips hitching downward again. it's a light touch, but it's still enough to have him shivering, and dropping his head to press his face against her throat; his tail bristles. ]
Mmn.. that's..
[ good. but not as good as how she feels beneath his fingers, or the way she's reacting, the sweet sounds she's making enough to drive him more than a little wild. with the heel of his hand still rubbing gentle circles against the bud of her clit, tighnari's fingers quest lower, two of them carefully navigating to press inside her body, sinking deep to the second knuckle. the heat is enough to make him groan, the feeling of her squeezing tight around his fingers like a promise for more. ]
Gods, I want you -
[ how long has it been, since he's felt this way? ]
[ Oh. The way he reacts to her touch there surprises even her; she had been going by what feels good for her and her tail, but her tail isn't fluffy like his, and... Ah, what a sweet sight, indeed. She moans in chorus with him again, his continued ministrations between her legs making her hotter and wetter by the moment, and when he finally enters her with his fingers she sighs, relief and pleasure in equal measure. ]
I... I want you, too...
[ As if that wasn't already clear, with the way her body responds to him. ]
Spirits, that feels so good. You're so good...
[ Her fingers, meanwhile, continue tracing slow, languid circles just above his tail as she angles her head to exhale a hot breath with another sigh right into his ear before her lips close around that outer edge, lightly nibbling at it. ]
[ she's so impossibly wet, so slick that his slim fingers glide with ease, sliding deep into her body in slow, measured strokes, her inner walls grasping at him tightly. it's enough to make his head spin and his heart leap, his belly tight with anticipation. he's growing painfully hard against her thigh, the friction between their bodies that had once been fulfilling now feeling like it's hardly enough at all. he wants to be deep inside of her, taking her, until he can feel nothing else, until this whole terrible world falls away from them and there is nothing left but bliss.
tighnari's tail flicks from side to side, goosebumps sweeping up his back as her fingers work over the base of his tail, where smooth skin gives way to plush, dense fur. it drives a spike of heat into his gut, spurs him forward, makes him want. the attention to his ear does the same, drawing a soft groan from his lips, his ear flicking involuntarily against her mouth. ]
I'm glad you like it.
[ he says around a chuckle, while deeply inhaling the scent at her throat, a smell he's grown familiar with in her company, but that hits entirely different now. he wants to give her more, to keep plunging his fingers into her until she comes apart for him, but it's been so long since he's felt this way that tighnari can't help but want more, to feel a little selfish, a little greedy. and so after a few more moments he withdraws his fingers, tracing her soft folds for a moment before he's moving more fully over her, hooking his thumbs into her panties to tug them down over her thighs, past the stockings that still cling to her long legs until they're off, and she's almost fully bare for him.
she's so beautiful, spread across his sheets, her long hair flung over his pillow..
taking one of ori's hands, he guides it against his stomach, down and against the downy soft line of dark fur that starts beneath his belly button and disappears into the confines of his sleeping trousers. ]
[ Each careful and caring stroke is a promise, a taste of the bliss that’s surely to come - sooner than later, she hopes. She holds nothing back as she writhes and groans under his lustful gaze, and she wants to feel him thrusting deep inside of her and taking her with abandon just as much.
She hums appreciatively at the feeling of his fur beneath her fingertips, both as she threads her fingers into the bristles of his tail and as he guides her hand downward. Every little twitch of his tail and his ears feels like a precious gift, the breathy tones of his voice as he chuckles and responds to her, the gentle guidance of his hand as he bids her to touch him makes warmth bloom in her heart and flaring across her entire body, sending an aching feeling between her legs especially now that he’s pulled his dexterous fingers out of her.
She smiles up at him and nods. No one has looked at her like he’s looking at her in a long while… It’s a feeling unlike any other. ]
Of course… I want to take care of you, too, Tighnari.
[ Her fingers slip beneath the band of his trousers, questing briefly before she wraps gentle fingers around his hardened cock, stroking him with slow, languid movements. ]
[ ori's fingers slip beneath his waistband, curling gently around his cock, and tighnari's breath rushes, his hips twitching forward, a low, soft groan caught in his throat. warm pleasure blooms in his groin, and for a moment tighnari is lost in the feel of it, his eyes closed and his ears folded against his hair, his back arching delicately downward. she asks how it is, and he can only murmur in response for a moment, his hips rocking forward again, pressing his cock into the circle of her fingers. ]
Good.. it's good..
[ he finally manages to exhale the words, his eyes cracking open again, his gaze loose and unfocused, pupils twitching wider with pleasure. with want. for a moment it's all he can do to simply enjoy her touch, lost in the feel of it, in the warm pressure of her fingers stroking him deftly, slowly. their pace has been slow and unhurried thus far, and it still is, but now that her hand is on him he's beginning to feel a little more urgent, a little more ready.
dipping his head to touch their brows together, tighnari shifts over her, hitching his cotton pants lower to free his cock more fully, to slide his body more fully between her open, welcoming thighs. pressing lingering kisses to her mouth, he drops one hand between their bodies to close it over her own, guiding the tip of his length gently against her slick core, though he doesn't press in, not yet, no matter how fiercely he wants to. ]
[ Oh, but does she like seeing him like this, with him letting go of that calm demeanor he normally displays, of him losing himself in their joint pleasure. She hums approvingly alongside each and every response he so sweetly offers her, sealing that desire in her to bring them to the brink and to send them tumbling over an unspoken line in their friendship.
His earth-hued eyes meet her the amber of hers, her own gaze heated and feverish with pleasure and want and affection. Intimacy demands a certain vulnerability, at least on Ori's end, and that Tighnari has invited her into his bed tonight is an expression of something, in her mind. Nothing she can quite put a name to, at the moment. But it's there, nonetheless, growing from a tentative yearning to a mounting need between the time that he answered his door and this very moment, when he pulls his pants down to free himself. With a sharp breath, she mutters: ]
You're beautiful...
[ Her free hand wraps around the wrist of his other arm, giving it a reassuring squeeze as she rubs her nose against his, and moans against his lips as his tip glides along her folds and teases at her entrance. ]
[ he can only smile at her sweet little compliment, their noses nudging affectionately together. tighnari has never put much stock into what he looks like - it's never much mattered, to him. he takes care of himself, yes, keeps clean and tidy, but being called beautiful.. he finds that he likes it, coming from her. he finds that he likes a great many things coming from her.
right now, however, there is one thing he wants above all the rest, and with her permission, at last they can achieve it. tighnari doesn't ask again. his hips roll forward, his cock pushing into the tight heat of her body, and gods, it feels.. it feels more than exquisite. it's been so long since tighnari has experienced this that he wonders how it's possible that he went so long without it, how it's possible that he convinced himself that it doesn't matter, that it isn't necessary, when now it feels as if nothing else could be more imperative.
for all the grief that this place has caused them, all the pain and suffering, he is glad that they've met. that they can have this now, together. ]
Gods, Ori -
[ he calls her name like a prayer, his hips twitching forward until he's buried in her to the hilt, her slick heat enveloping him fully, bringing with it such sweet pleasure that for a moment he can think of nothing but the feeling of their bodies connected, intimate and perfect. at last his hands skim down her body, taking hold of the meat of her thighs, feeling her soft stockings beneath his palms as he hikes her thighs higher around his waist. ]
[ At last, they can achieve it. Ori hadn't known how much she needed this, needed him, until he finally thrusts into her, taking her in such a way that in the moment, they aren't in some far-flung dream of a dimension, pawns in a game set by an unknown power. They are home, in this bed, in each other's arms, and there's only one word that comes to mind as her lips part to let loose another moan, this one louder than any other. ]
Yes... Nari...
[ Spirits, he's so deep, and she's so tight around him, his cock filling her so perfectly. And then he takes her by her thighs and moves them in a way that only accentuates that feeling further, sending her back arching off the bed and her fingers curling tightly into his bedding. ]
S—So good...
[ She crosses her calves at his back and presses her legs tightly around him, holding him close, savoring this most intimate of feeling of him buried deep within her for the first time. And for that same reason, her thinner, sparse tail moves and flicks against the end of his tail before it wraps around it, too, tugging lightly in the process. ]
[ she feels absolutely perfect, so warm and tight around him that for a moment tighnari is left dazed and desperate, his breath hitching hard, his ears pressed hard back against his hair, his face and neck flushed hot. when was the last time he felt this? he can hardly remember. years ago, before he moved to avidya forest to become a forest ranger.
but he's glad he's waited. such intimacy is precious, and he would only want to share it with someone he cares for, with people he has curated his space with. though he and ori's relationship has bloomed into something new now, she was his friend first and foremost, someone he could trust and keep near, someone who made him feel warm and comfortable in this terrible place. this progression feels entirely natural.
he wants to tell her as much, to tell her how good she feels, how perfect, but all that comes out of his mouth is a low, rumbling moan before he's closing his mouth over hers.
tighnari's hips begin to move rhythmically, his pace gentle, but deep, every forward rock of his hips driving his cock deep into her body, heat beginning to twist in his gut. tighnari's lips part, his tongue dipping into her mouth to taste her, while his hands grasp more tightly at her thighs, her legs wrapped around him cocooning him in a sweet, pleasant warmth. ]
[ Ori bids herself to open her eyes, even just a little, and through her half-lidded gaze she is greeted with such a sweet, beautiful sight. She truly has never been with anyone quite like him before, and he feels like a breath of fresh air even in this most intimate of moments. Perhaps especially in these most intimate of moments.
When one has lived as long as she has, the years begin to blur together, and hers have been marked by the relationships coming and going, both friendly and otherwise, the consequences of her druidic lifespan beginning to catch up to her. But she needn't worry about that right now. All that truly matters is exactly that which fills Tighnari's mind, too, the warmth and comfort they find in each other within this otherwise terrible place.
As if he reads her mind, hers part in a silent plea, kiss me, just as he captures them in a kiss more searing and devouring than the last, and spirits, it's perfect, even more so as he begins a steady, maddening rhythm as he thrusts deeply into her, his grip on her thighs firm but inescapable. Good. The brief feeling of discomfort she'd felt - simply an effect of it having been a while since last she had sex - melts away as their shared heat and passion overtake her senses, and she begins to move her hips in tandem with his, meeting his every thrust to take his cock deeply into her.
She is just as eager and longing to taste him, angling her head to deepen their kiss even further, being mindful of her tiefling fangs scraping against his lips. Her hands, all the while, come up to caress his ears, fingertips finding and caressing the soft tufts of fur there, knowing now how much he enjoys that touch. She'll meet every groan and whine and sound of his with her own, in a blissful chorus of their time together. ]
[ they move together perfectly, their bodies finding an easy rhythm as tighnari's hips roll downward to meet ori's upward thrusts, and it isn't long before tighnari can barely think through all the pleasure rocking his body, washing over him from head to toe. she's tight, but she's also so sinfully slick that tighnari glides into her easily, without resistance, and the delectable squeeze of her inner walls around his cock is enough to drive him wild.
for all they have gone slowly in arriving at this moment, tighnari finds that his self-control is slowly beginning to unravel. she feels so good, she smells like sweet flowers and sweat and sex, the soft sounds she breathes are music to his sensitive ears, flooding through him, earning low moans and soft gasps of his own, lost between their mouths. ]
You're so good -
[ her thighs tight around his hips, her hands in his hair, moving over his ears - it's all so sharply pleasurable that soon enough his hips are rocking more quickly, snapping downward, his claws sinking against her thighs, pricking holes in her delicate stockings. his cock sinks into her, hard and deep, and tighnari breaks from the kiss to drag his wet mouth along her jaw and toward her ear, breathing hot against it. ]
[ She can feel the walls of restraint begin to crack and crumble for both of them, heralded for her part by the growing pitch and volume of her voice in every wordless whimper, affirmation, and cry of his name. The air is filled with the headiness of their intimacy, the sounds of the bed creaking beneath them, the wet slap of skin on skin, their voices mingling almost in call and response, her stockings ripping more and more after his claws pierce into the sheer garment.
But, she decides, just coming like this won't do. Not for Tighnari. He's taken such good care of her, not just tonight but with his comforting, friendly company in the time since she's met him, his idle conversation and talk of his home anchoring her in moments when she might otherwise have been lost in her own head. ]
N—Nari— I want to—
[ Spirits, is it hard to talk like this when she feels so goddamn good. Leaving her words hanging, she instead moves her hands to grasp at his shoulders, her legs tightening even more around him as she gently pushes at him and tries to pull herself up so that she can ease him onto his back, displaying a hidden strength that most would consider surprising from the tiefling. But all for good reason - if he allows it, he would be on his back with Ori on top of him, flushed and wanting and her skin slick with sweat, her long hair hugging the curves of her body.
The change in positions is accompanied, of course, by a pause in the rhythm they've built up. But she fills that pause with a warm smile down at him, reaching down to brush his dark hair out of his face so that she can see him clearly as she resumes that rhythm again, moving herself up along him and then bringing herself down to take him in just as deeply as she had in the moments before. ]
[ tighnari doesn't expect it when she shifts and begins to move them, because it had felt so good and he hadn't wanted to interrupt their building, tightening pleasure, but he wants whatever she wants, to give her what she desires. so tighnari moves with her, rolling onto his back and shifting against the sheets until she is over him, sitting astride his lap.
breathless, tighnari's eyes follow the line of her body up to her face, his pupils blown wide and dark, his lips parted and pink, still wet from their kisses. gods, she looks beautiful, like a goddess above him, with her long hair fanned out against her body, and her skin all but glowing, dewy and tacky with sweat. tighnari can do little more than submit to her loveliness, his heart pounding and his expression slack as he gazes up toward her. right now, he would give her anything. he would give her the world. the intimacy between them is powerful, magnetic. ]
You're..
[ he starts, but soon she's moving again, and his words melt away into a low, velvety groan, his delicate features twisting up with pleasure as her hips begin to rock, gliding down into his lap, enveloping his cock in her perfect wet heat.
it's all he can do to buck his hips upward, to slide his hands up her thighs, over torn stockings, to grasp at her hips, his thumbs pressing into their hollows. ]
[ Oh but he is beautiful beneath her, his lovely features shifting in his bliss, letting her know just how good he feels as she rides him. ]
You feel so good, Nari...
[ Especially with the roughened pads of his thumbs pressing hard into her hips, although there's somewhere else she'd rather feel his hands... And to that end, her free hand moves over one of his, grasping gently to guide it over and behind her hip and along her back until the tips of his fingers are touching the base of her own tail. ]
Touch me there— ah— please...?
[ All the while, she continues rocking her hips in tandem with his, in perfect unison, even as she starts to pick up the pace a bit, the promise of bliss feeling ever closer with each thrust, each time his cock glides so perfectly into her, filling her with his length, each time she brings herself down, grinding her clit against him. She won't last too much longer, especially if he starts to play with her tail. ]
[ he likes a partner who knows what they want, who isn't afraid to show him and tell him what feels good, so when she guides his hand he's happy to oblige her. it seems they have similar tastes, hmm?
tighnari's quite distracted by the pleasure of her body, but he still bends his focus toward pleasing her, dragging his fingertips in slow movements at the base of her back, before they glide down her tail, his thumb rubbing in gentle circles, his claws dragging over her soft skin.
and all the while his hips are shifting, rocking up into each of her downward thrusts, his free hand on her hip tightening, squeezing, tugging her down in encouragement. tighnari is all but squirming against the sheets made damp with his sweat, his dark hair a wild mess, his ears pinned to the sides. his tail thumps hard against the blankets, and it's quite clear that he, too, is growing closer and closer with every rhythmic rock of their bodies together. ]
Ori, Ori -
[ her name rolls off of his tongue, reverent and sweet, as tighnari's movements become more erratic, his thighs tensing beneath her. ]
[ Hearing her name on his lips like that is delightful, and it drives her wild. The mere sound of it along with the press of his rough, clawed fingers at her tail bring her ever closer to the brink and like him, she lets loose any remaining shred of restraint as she meets him thrust-for-thrust, hard, feeling that thread of pleasure growing more and more taut. ]
M-Me too. Nari...
[ It's the last, conscious action she can do, to reach for his hand at her hip to lace their fingers together, squeezing it hard as she finally, finally tumbles over that edge right into bliss. That taut thread snaps, sending waves of pleasure wracking through her entire body as her walls clench and quiver around his cock. She throws her head back, her lips parting to call his name one last time before it withers into a pleasured, sated cry.
But even through all of that, she looks down at him with a searing gaze. Spirits, does she need to see him come undone beneath her. ]
[ he can feel it, how close she is growing to the edge, how her body is tightening up so wonderfully around him, and when she comes her body snaps tightly around his cock, squeezing, and it feels so good that he can hardly stand it. the feel of her body, combined with the lovely sounds she makes is more than enough to send him over the edge.
tighnari's abdomen tenses tightly, his swift breathing and erratic, staccato movements more than enough to herald his climax - he comes hard, his hips snapping upward, his back arching away from the rumpled sheets, his hands on her grasping tightly as he groans and whines her name. pleasure crashes over his head, rough and violent as a cresting wave, washing away all else, and for a few blissful, whiteout seconds tighnari can feel nothing but bliss as he spills into her, sticky and hot, flooding her body with heat. ]
Oh, Gods..
[ he groans, his eyes squeezed shut, his face twisted up in sweet pleasure. it's been far too long since tighnari last felt this sensation, the wonder and privilege of a partner's pleasure.
tighnari's hands skim up her sides, pulling her down toward him, seeking her mouth with his own. ]
[ He fills her with the white hot heat of his spend, and she hums, savoring that blissful, albeit fleeting feeling. It's felt like so long since she last felt this, last shared this sort of euphoria with someone she truly cares for and respects. Ori can feel how absolutely drenched she is between her legs, from her sweat and her slick and, now, his seed - a veritable mess, she's sure, yet she can't bring herself to mind. And Tighnari is gorgeous beneath her, all flushed and mussed and utterly sated. Perfect.
It's with a dazed smile on her face that he pulls her down toward him easily, gladly meeting his lips with her own as she takes his hands and entwines their fingers together, pressing them into the pillow beneath his head. Her kiss is tender, caring, and slow in their shared afterglow while she lets her body practically melt onto his. But it's also brief, if only so that she can mutter against his lips, ]
[ they kiss, and tighnari hums into it, his hands grasping tightly to her until she takes them in her own, pressing them into the pillow on either side of his head.
she fills his whole world, looming over him, pressed against him, her hair like a curtain around them both, shielding them from the world around them. tighnari's fingers squeeze her own, and he kisses her with closed eyes, pushing up into her, his hips still rocking slowly, smoothly, in an attempt to draw out every last drop of pleasure from them both. though after a moment he's chuckling against her lips. ]
You make it sound so transactional.
[ he says, smiling, his thumbs smoothing along the sides of her knuckles, his tail lashing contentedly against the bed, thumping against it. ]
But I think I needed that. We both did, if my assumption is correct.
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tighnari's hips rock forward and down, grinding slow between her thighs, creating warm friction that has his blood running south and his breath gusting against her skin, and when her hands find his ear and skin he positively purrs, the sound vibrating against her collar. that's good, she says, and tighnari smiles, his thumbs rolling over her nipples until they stand pert for him, though he's soon following it up with his lips, his mouth wet and hot as it moves over her breasts, his hands palming now down her ribs. his fingers move slowly, worshiping her, learning every inch of skin and scar, his thumbs pressing into the hollows of her hips as he rocks his body downward again, exhaling a soft groan.
he hadn't realized how much he needed this, how much he's missed the closeness of another person, how much he wanted this with her. this thing that built between them has come so easily, so naturally, that it feels as if it has sneaked up on them both. ]
Tell me if you need me to stop.
[ because consent is sexy, and also important. ]
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For now, she's more focused on appreciating the more physical aspect of what they're doing. That warm friction between them, the thrumming of his purring against her, the feeling of his body pressed down on hers, all of it feels incredible, made all the more so by the fact that this is Tighnari. And even further, with the way the warm wetness of his mouth closes around her breasts, drawing another moan from deep within her. When he grinds down on her once more, her thighs press in against his sides and she arches her back, seeking more. Spirits, she's needed this.
Perhaps they didn't have quite such a dramatic buildup to this compared to most others here, but that suits her just fine. He suits her just fine, she thinks.
To his question, she smiles appreciatively as she brushes his hair away from his face, because yes consent is sexy and important! ]
I'll tell you, but for now I would really like it if you kept going...
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this was a good idea, and distantly, he's so thankful that she made the move to come here tonight, to offer this to the both of them. it all feels so natural, the flow of events that drew them together so intuitive that he hardly thought anything of it. this feels so right, so correct, he isn't doubting himself, or her, for a moment. she cradles him wholly, accepting him against her, and all the world beyond these four walls is slowly beginning to fall away.
with the taste of her skin still on his tongue, tighnari draws away, leaving a cooling path of saliva in his wake as he looks down into her lovely face, so he can read her expression as his hand travels downward, over her soft belly and further, his hips shifting back so he can fit his fingers between their bodies. his brown-green eyes meet her amber ones as he slowly, carefully draws his fingertips along her panties, pressing, feeling her moisture through the thin fabric, applying pressure, tracing the shape of her. even through her panties, she feels so hot.
dropping his head, he nudges his nose alongside hers, his thumb inching below her waistband. ]
You feel good..
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Ah... That's... good, Nari...
[ She brings another hand up to frame his face as their noses touch, and she presses a gentle, encouraging kiss to his lips as she spreads her legs for him, another silent plea for him to keep going, to keep teasing at the growing heat there, to truly feel how wet she already is for him. ]
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but tighnari isn't concerned for himself, right now. he wants to see her unfold for him, opening like a flower turning toward the sun, displaying her pleasure for him. she kisses his lips, and tighnari hums softly, parting his lips over hers again, his touch becoming more bold now, more forward. his thumb tugs, pulling down the waistband of her panties just enough for him to be able to slip his fingers inside.
gods, she feels perfect. hot as hellfire and slick as sin. the pads of tighnari's fingers slide with confidence, gliding along slippery folds, gathering her moisture at his fingertips and lifting them higher. in gentle circles he rubs her clit, feeling its shape beneath his touch, gauging her reaction before closing his entire palm over her core. with a low groan against her lips, tighnari's hips shift, grinding downward against her thigh to appease the ache between his legs. ]
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She likewise hums against their kiss, parting her mouth to deepen it as her tongue slides out to meet his as he teases at her folds, her sounds growing louder and her restraint melting away as he rubs at her most sensitive bud. Spirits, it feels so good, and Ori finds herself needing to part from their kiss just to be able to breathe, her voice coming out in little more than an airy breath: ]
Nari...
[ She has, apparently, decided that this shorter form of his name is going to stick. It is handy, after all, in situations such as this... And then soon enough, she meets his lips with hers again.
When his hips move against her thighs, she is granted a small, sweet taste of his arousal, and she groans in unison with him. The focus may be on her for now, but she won't leave him wanting. She wants to care for him and see him fall apart for her, too. And to that end, she drags her fingers down his back, her nails lightly scraping along skin and scars until she finally finds the base of his tail. ]
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he also likes the feel of her fingers gliding down his bare back, smoothing along the base of his tail where the skin is sensitive. tighnari shudders, his breath gusting against her lips, his hips hitching downward again. it's a light touch, but it's still enough to have him shivering, and dropping his head to press his face against her throat; his tail bristles. ]
Mmn.. that's..
[ good. but not as good as how she feels beneath his fingers, or the way she's reacting, the sweet sounds she's making enough to drive him more than a little wild. with the heel of his hand still rubbing gentle circles against the bud of her clit, tighnari's fingers quest lower, two of them carefully navigating to press inside her body, sinking deep to the second knuckle. the heat is enough to make him groan, the feeling of her squeezing tight around his fingers like a promise for more. ]
Gods, I want you -
[ how long has it been, since he's felt this way? ]
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I... I want you, too...
[ As if that wasn't already clear, with the way her body responds to him. ]
Spirits, that feels so good. You're so good...
[ Her fingers, meanwhile, continue tracing slow, languid circles just above his tail as she angles her head to exhale a hot breath with another sigh right into his ear before her lips close around that outer edge, lightly nibbling at it. ]
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tighnari's tail flicks from side to side, goosebumps sweeping up his back as her fingers work over the base of his tail, where smooth skin gives way to plush, dense fur. it drives a spike of heat into his gut, spurs him forward, makes him want. the attention to his ear does the same, drawing a soft groan from his lips, his ear flicking involuntarily against her mouth. ]
I'm glad you like it.
[ he says around a chuckle, while deeply inhaling the scent at her throat, a smell he's grown familiar with in her company, but that hits entirely different now. he wants to give her more, to keep plunging his fingers into her until she comes apart for him, but it's been so long since he's felt this way that tighnari can't help but want more, to feel a little selfish, a little greedy. and so after a few more moments he withdraws his fingers, tracing her soft folds for a moment before he's moving more fully over her, hooking his thumbs into her panties to tug them down over her thighs, past the stockings that still cling to her long legs until they're off, and she's almost fully bare for him.
she's so beautiful, spread across his sheets, her long hair flung over his pillow..
taking one of ori's hands, he guides it against his stomach, down and against the downy soft line of dark fur that starts beneath his belly button and disappears into the confines of his sleeping trousers. ]
Will you touch me?
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She hums appreciatively at the feeling of his fur beneath her fingertips, both as she threads her fingers into the bristles of his tail and as he guides her hand downward. Every little twitch of his tail and his ears feels like a precious gift, the breathy tones of his voice as he chuckles and responds to her, the gentle guidance of his hand as he bids her to touch him makes warmth bloom in her heart and flaring across her entire body, sending an aching feeling between her legs especially now that he’s pulled his dexterous fingers out of her.
She smiles up at him and nods. No one has looked at her like he’s looking at her in a long while… It’s a feeling unlike any other. ]
Of course… I want to take care of you, too, Tighnari.
[ Her fingers slip beneath the band of his trousers, questing briefly before she wraps gentle fingers around his hardened cock, stroking him with slow, languid movements. ]
How’s this…?
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Good.. it's good..
[ he finally manages to exhale the words, his eyes cracking open again, his gaze loose and unfocused, pupils twitching wider with pleasure. with want. for a moment it's all he can do to simply enjoy her touch, lost in the feel of it, in the warm pressure of her fingers stroking him deftly, slowly. their pace has been slow and unhurried thus far, and it still is, but now that her hand is on him he's beginning to feel a little more urgent, a little more ready.
dipping his head to touch their brows together, tighnari shifts over her, hitching his cotton pants lower to free his cock more fully, to slide his body more fully between her open, welcoming thighs. pressing lingering kisses to her mouth, he drops one hand between their bodies to close it over her own, guiding the tip of his length gently against her slick core, though he doesn't press in, not yet, no matter how fiercely he wants to. ]
Are you ready?
[ there's no going back, after this. ]
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His earth-hued eyes meet her the amber of hers, her own gaze heated and feverish with pleasure and want and affection. Intimacy demands a certain vulnerability, at least on Ori's end, and that Tighnari has invited her into his bed tonight is an expression of something, in her mind. Nothing she can quite put a name to, at the moment. But it's there, nonetheless, growing from a tentative yearning to a mounting need between the time that he answered his door and this very moment, when he pulls his pants down to free himself. With a sharp breath, she mutters: ]
You're beautiful...
[ Her free hand wraps around the wrist of his other arm, giving it a reassuring squeeze as she rubs her nose against his, and moans against his lips as his tip glides along her folds and teases at her entrance. ]
Take me, Tighnari. Please. I need you...
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right now, however, there is one thing he wants above all the rest, and with her permission, at last they can achieve it. tighnari doesn't ask again. his hips roll forward, his cock pushing into the tight heat of her body, and gods, it feels.. it feels more than exquisite. it's been so long since tighnari has experienced this that he wonders how it's possible that he went so long without it, how it's possible that he convinced himself that it doesn't matter, that it isn't necessary, when now it feels as if nothing else could be more imperative.
for all the grief that this place has caused them, all the pain and suffering, he is glad that they've met. that they can have this now, together. ]
Gods, Ori -
[ he calls her name like a prayer, his hips twitching forward until he's buried in her to the hilt, her slick heat enveloping him fully, bringing with it such sweet pleasure that for a moment he can think of nothing but the feeling of their bodies connected, intimate and perfect. at last his hands skim down her body, taking hold of the meat of her thighs, feeling her soft stockings beneath his palms as he hikes her thighs higher around his waist. ]
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Yes... Nari...
[ Spirits, he's so deep, and she's so tight around him, his cock filling her so perfectly. And then he takes her by her thighs and moves them in a way that only accentuates that feeling further, sending her back arching off the bed and her fingers curling tightly into his bedding. ]
S—So good...
[ She crosses her calves at his back and presses her legs tightly around him, holding him close, savoring this most intimate of feeling of him buried deep within her for the first time. And for that same reason, her thinner, sparse tail moves and flicks against the end of his tail before it wraps around it, too, tugging lightly in the process. ]
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but he's glad he's waited. such intimacy is precious, and he would only want to share it with someone he cares for, with people he has curated his space with. though he and ori's relationship has bloomed into something new now, she was his friend first and foremost, someone he could trust and keep near, someone who made him feel warm and comfortable in this terrible place. this progression feels entirely natural.
he wants to tell her as much, to tell her how good she feels, how perfect, but all that comes out of his mouth is a low, rumbling moan before he's closing his mouth over hers.
tighnari's hips begin to move rhythmically, his pace gentle, but deep, every forward rock of his hips driving his cock deep into her body, heat beginning to twist in his gut. tighnari's lips part, his tongue dipping into her mouth to taste her, while his hands grasp more tightly at her thighs, her legs wrapped around him cocooning him in a sweet, pleasant warmth. ]
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When one has lived as long as she has, the years begin to blur together, and hers have been marked by the relationships coming and going, both friendly and otherwise, the consequences of her druidic lifespan beginning to catch up to her. But she needn't worry about that right now. All that truly matters is exactly that which fills Tighnari's mind, too, the warmth and comfort they find in each other within this otherwise terrible place.
As if he reads her mind, hers part in a silent plea, kiss me, just as he captures them in a kiss more searing and devouring than the last, and spirits, it's perfect, even more so as he begins a steady, maddening rhythm as he thrusts deeply into her, his grip on her thighs firm but inescapable. Good. The brief feeling of discomfort she'd felt - simply an effect of it having been a while since last she had sex - melts away as their shared heat and passion overtake her senses, and she begins to move her hips in tandem with his, meeting his every thrust to take his cock deeply into her.
She is just as eager and longing to taste him, angling her head to deepen their kiss even further, being mindful of her tiefling fangs scraping against his lips. Her hands, all the while, come up to caress his ears, fingertips finding and caressing the soft tufts of fur there, knowing now how much he enjoys that touch. She'll meet every groan and whine and sound of his with her own, in a blissful chorus of their time together. ]
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for all they have gone slowly in arriving at this moment, tighnari finds that his self-control is slowly beginning to unravel. she feels so good, she smells like sweet flowers and sweat and sex, the soft sounds she breathes are music to his sensitive ears, flooding through him, earning low moans and soft gasps of his own, lost between their mouths. ]
You're so good -
[ her thighs tight around his hips, her hands in his hair, moving over his ears - it's all so sharply pleasurable that soon enough his hips are rocking more quickly, snapping downward, his claws sinking against her thighs, pricking holes in her delicate stockings. his cock sinks into her, hard and deep, and tighnari breaks from the kiss to drag his wet mouth along her jaw and toward her ear, breathing hot against it. ]
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But, she decides, just coming like this won't do. Not for Tighnari. He's taken such good care of her, not just tonight but with his comforting, friendly company in the time since she's met him, his idle conversation and talk of his home anchoring her in moments when she might otherwise have been lost in her own head. ]
N—Nari— I want to—
[ Spirits, is it hard to talk like this when she feels so goddamn good. Leaving her words hanging, she instead moves her hands to grasp at his shoulders, her legs tightening even more around him as she gently pushes at him and tries to pull herself up so that she can ease him onto his back, displaying a hidden strength that most would consider surprising from the tiefling. But all for good reason - if he allows it, he would be on his back with Ori on top of him, flushed and wanting and her skin slick with sweat, her long hair hugging the curves of her body.
The change in positions is accompanied, of course, by a pause in the rhythm they've built up. But she fills that pause with a warm smile down at him, reaching down to brush his dark hair out of his face so that she can see him clearly as she resumes that rhythm again, moving herself up along him and then bringing herself down to take him in just as deeply as she had in the moments before. ]
Gods...
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breathless, tighnari's eyes follow the line of her body up to her face, his pupils blown wide and dark, his lips parted and pink, still wet from their kisses. gods, she looks beautiful, like a goddess above him, with her long hair fanned out against her body, and her skin all but glowing, dewy and tacky with sweat. tighnari can do little more than submit to her loveliness, his heart pounding and his expression slack as he gazes up toward her. right now, he would give her anything. he would give her the world. the intimacy between them is powerful, magnetic. ]
You're..
[ he starts, but soon she's moving again, and his words melt away into a low, velvety groan, his delicate features twisting up with pleasure as her hips begin to rock, gliding down into his lap, enveloping his cock in her perfect wet heat.
it's all he can do to buck his hips upward, to slide his hands up her thighs, over torn stockings, to grasp at her hips, his thumbs pressing into their hollows. ]
Please..
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You feel so good, Nari...
[ Especially with the roughened pads of his thumbs pressing hard into her hips, although there's somewhere else she'd rather feel his hands... And to that end, her free hand moves over one of his, grasping gently to guide it over and behind her hip and along her back until the tips of his fingers are touching the base of her own tail. ]
Touch me there— ah— please...?
[ All the while, she continues rocking her hips in tandem with his, in perfect unison, even as she starts to pick up the pace a bit, the promise of bliss feeling ever closer with each thrust, each time his cock glides so perfectly into her, filling her with his length, each time she brings herself down, grinding her clit against him. She won't last too much longer, especially if he starts to play with her tail. ]
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tighnari's quite distracted by the pleasure of her body, but he still bends his focus toward pleasing her, dragging his fingertips in slow movements at the base of her back, before they glide down her tail, his thumb rubbing in gentle circles, his claws dragging over her soft skin.
and all the while his hips are shifting, rocking up into each of her downward thrusts, his free hand on her hip tightening, squeezing, tugging her down in encouragement. tighnari is all but squirming against the sheets made damp with his sweat, his dark hair a wild mess, his ears pinned to the sides. his tail thumps hard against the blankets, and it's quite clear that he, too, is growing closer and closer with every rhythmic rock of their bodies together. ]
Ori, Ori -
[ her name rolls off of his tongue, reverent and sweet, as tighnari's movements become more erratic, his thighs tensing beneath her. ]
I'm close..
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M-Me too. Nari...
[ It's the last, conscious action she can do, to reach for his hand at her hip to lace their fingers together, squeezing it hard as she finally, finally tumbles over that edge right into bliss. That taut thread snaps, sending waves of pleasure wracking through her entire body as her walls clench and quiver around his cock. She throws her head back, her lips parting to call his name one last time before it withers into a pleasured, sated cry.
But even through all of that, she looks down at him with a searing gaze. Spirits, does she need to see him come undone beneath her. ]
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tighnari's abdomen tenses tightly, his swift breathing and erratic, staccato movements more than enough to herald his climax - he comes hard, his hips snapping upward, his back arching away from the rumpled sheets, his hands on her grasping tightly as he groans and whines her name. pleasure crashes over his head, rough and violent as a cresting wave, washing away all else, and for a few blissful, whiteout seconds tighnari can feel nothing but bliss as he spills into her, sticky and hot, flooding her body with heat. ]
Oh, Gods..
[ he groans, his eyes squeezed shut, his face twisted up in sweet pleasure. it's been far too long since tighnari last felt this sensation, the wonder and privilege of a partner's pleasure.
tighnari's hands skim up her sides, pulling her down toward him, seeking her mouth with his own. ]
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It's with a dazed smile on her face that he pulls her down toward him easily, gladly meeting his lips with her own as she takes his hands and entwines their fingers together, pressing them into the pillow beneath his head. Her kiss is tender, caring, and slow in their shared afterglow while she lets her body practically melt onto his. But it's also brief, if only so that she can mutter against his lips, ]
You were wonderful... Thank you, Nari.
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she fills his whole world, looming over him, pressed against him, her hair like a curtain around them both, shielding them from the world around them. tighnari's fingers squeeze her own, and he kisses her with closed eyes, pushing up into her, his hips still rocking slowly, smoothly, in an attempt to draw out every last drop of pleasure from them both. though after a moment he's chuckling against her lips. ]
You make it sound so transactional.
[ he says, smiling, his thumbs smoothing along the sides of her knuckles, his tail lashing contentedly against the bed, thumping against it. ]
But I think I needed that. We both did, if my assumption is correct.
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