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RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-06-2024
For a moment she thinks he's going to say it—he's going to, and she's going to, but it's going to be a mess, and—her fingertips tighten where they've come to rest in the thicket of his dark hair, her breath stalled over her lips. [say]"Don't say that."[/say] Flora whispers pleadingly, even as one of her ankles twines around the back of his calf to draw him against her. [say]"Gods don't say that."[/say] The rush of heat his words inspire pools in her belly before blossoming lower. Already breathless, she can feel her pulse between her thighs now rather than drumming in her ears as all semblance of propriety threatens to leave her. [say]"Because it's all I've been thinking about too."[/say] As soon as he'd come to stand behind her images of her dress hitched up over her waist and her underwear hastily pushed to the side had blotted out the enchanting landscape. The feel of his hands around her waist had made her want to feel them against her breasts, against the small of her back, against her ass as he adjusted her before thrusting himself inside.
It was a difficult thing to balance, both wanting a romantic evening while being unable to think about anything other than the sort of quick fuck that would probably satisfy them both but would hardly last more than a few minutes. Did doing it right mean trying to hide the fact that she thought the dragoon was impossibly handsome, and that she could hardly keep her hands let alone her thoughts off of him when he was as close to her as he was?
Her fingers clenched in his hair, tugging at the roots where the pain would be dull and hopefully pleasurable. [say]"..it's been so long since I've felt you inside of me."[/say] She whispers, standing on her toes so that her lips would brush against Koa's ear and she wouldn't have to endure the molten copper of his stare that would surely be her undoing.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-06-2024
Oh now Flora, that's not fair. Sure, Koa made the opening pitch, but to lob it back and then some? There's only so much a boy can resist, and the combination of her husky plea and the ankle wrapped around his calf sees his resolve taking a critical hit, propriety be damned. There's little he can do but groan in answer, his mouth now hungry on her neck, hot kisses trailing up the muscled path until they reach the hollow behind her ear. The fingers of his right hand have slipped beneath her dress now, callouses rough against her skin as he pulls their bodies flush. The left hand leverages against the railing, a necessary precaution to keep them both from tumbling truly out of control.
With no qualms about the value of sex had now versus later (porque no los dos?), Koa is feeling more than ready for a quickie on the bridge. [say]"Flora,"[/say] the dragoon growls her name, another wave of hot desire crushing against him as her fingers tangle in his hair. [say]"Fuck, I wanna be inside you."[/say] A thrust from his hips emphasizes the desire, Koa's poor pants straining valiantly against the swell of his cock.
As his self control fades his right hand rises, now searching unabashedly between her thighs. Without really thinking about it he finds himself pressing over her panties, thumb brushing against where he knows her clit to be as his teeth nip gently on the lobe of her ear.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-07-2024
Every press of his lips has her breath catching in her throat and while she's vaguely aware that being quiet is likely in their best interest, the consequences of not seem so terribly far away as to hardly even matter. Fumbling to set her wine glass down on the ledge, as soon as it's out of her hand, Flora takes full advantage of her newfound freedom by greedily tugging at the bottom of Koa's cream shirt before slipping her hand up and beneath it. Moaning at the feel of him, the architecture of his body seeming to grow ever more defined with each exploratory pass, Flora's nails scratch up the channel of his spine, her mind unable to think of anything other than how fucking hot he was.
It's a delicate balance that Flora isn't good at maintaining, between wanting to grind her body against Koa's but also making space for his hand to sink down between her thighs. A frustrated moans slip past her lips as Koa's hips press firmly against her own and she feels a flash of heat between her thighs in response to the hard length of him.
[say]"—fuck."[/say] Gasping sharply as his thumb brushes against her clit just as his teeth nip at her earlobe; the contrast of his too-soft thumb and wonderfully sharp teeth sending a shiver down her spine. Unable to help herself, the queen's leg rises from where it had tangled around Koa's, her calf now nearly around his waist as she presses her hips forward. [say]"Touch me,"[/say] she invites as if the spreading her legs hadn't been invitation enough. [say]"I'm so wet. Touch me."[/say] Much as every part of her is crying out for his cock to fill her up—for him to fuck her the way Sabrina Carpenter Outros always talk about—she knows they'll both find something deliciously satisfying in the slow press of the dragoon's finger inside of her.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-09-2024
Look, Koa is a textbook people-pleaser, and Flora? Well, Flora is incredibly satisfying to please. The hum of her moan, her nails on his skin, the way her leg hooks up around his thigh: all of this is a language Koa can understand, invitations to a dance for which he knows all the steps. As much as he's flubbed and flailed through the more emotional parts of his relationships, in the physical field Koa excels. What he cannot coherently convey in worlds, he spins into symphonies of sexual satisfaction.
In other words: ya boy fucks.
Finger fucks, in this case, fingers slipping easily past the shield of her thong and into the slick heat of her cunt. He has to bend his knees a little to get the right angle, tendons whining at the strain and uncomfortable position, but all of it is worth it if it makes Flora feel good. As his thumb continues to rub her clit Koa's fingers extend and curve within her, attentive, responsive to the little twitches and hitches of breath that tell him where and how to make her melt.
[say]"I want to make you cum,"[/say] Koa growls huskily in her ear, playfully demanding as his hand continues its ministrations of her core. [say]"But you'll have to be quick, so we don't get caught. Can you do that for me, Flora?"[/say]
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-09-2024
The feel of his fingers gliding so easily into her has Flora moaning with pleasure. Her hand falls away from his hair, gliding appreciably down his bicep and curling around his elbow before forcing his fingers farther into her, even past the point where she could feel anything more than the pressure of them. Even so, Koa would feel the Doubletake coil around him, shivering with delight. Though she was certainly not about to argue that Koa didn't know what he was doing (he'd come quite a long way since that initial fumble in her bedroom), but gods sometimes the moment could add just as much heat as fingers and tongues could.
It was the sort of thing you could only really appreciate at 21—having a boy whisper about wanting to fuck you in public before finger-banging you around your panties—but gods if it didn't strike just the right chord in what was quickly becoming one of Flora's favourite songs.
[say]"What I can do.."[/say] Flora manages once the initial throbs of pleasure have quieted somewhat and she's able to think despite the roll of his thumb against her clit. Uncoiling her leg from around Koa's waist, Flora steps up against the lower rung of the bridge, raising her about 6 inches. [say]"Is let you bend me over and fuck me right here."[/say] She purrs against his ear, and just in case he thinks about arguing, the queen removes her hand from beneath his shirt. While it's an awkward angle to say the least, she manages to press her palm against the tenting in the front of her pants, cupping the head of his cock before sliding down as much of his length as she can manage without hindering his own ministrations between her thighs.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-09-2024
At the mature old age of 23, Koa would like to believe he's gained some wisdom and worldliness that Flora cannot yet comprehend. But then again, it's a well known fact that boy's brains develop later, and that men are not known for thinking with their upstairs head. Besides, this isn't a story of smart decisions and mature choices: this is the messy, marvelous, firework bright tale of two young kids in the spring of their youths, wondering if they've cracked the secret to love.
With her hand is in his pants and his below her dress it would take an act of Herculean effort to keep Koa from disobeying and spinning her around right there, from pulling up her dress and tearing off her assuredly tiny panties and bury himself inside the tight heat of her core. And while Koa may be working toward a Grecian demigod's physique, his mental fortitude has been neglected to a worrying degree.
Which is to say: yeah, he's gonna take that offer up.
His left hand tugs on Flora's shoulder, turning her toward the rail; his right makes quick work of the belt, bringing pants and boxers down off his hip. And then his left arm is around her waist and his hand is on her breast and he's guiding himself into her, marveling at how tight she is, how slick with desire for him. [say]"Fuck, Flora,"[/say] Koa moans, mouth pressed to her scapula. [say]"You feel amazing around me."[/say]
Somewhere far below and away, the glotters titter their shock.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-09-2024
Listen, while Flora certainly always had a thing for older men, you're only young once, and in her (relatively limited) experience thus far, there was something to youth that brought these moments to life. Anyone could fuck on a bridge, but it took a special sort of love-struck stupidity normally only found in the Youths™ to think that it was romantic and groundbreaking to be so horny as to be unable to keep their hands off of one another and then have the audacity to call it love.
With a gasp as she's turned, the press of her stomach against the wood causing her breath to hitch in her throat, Flora tilts her head back expectantly, arching herself against the dragoon. As he fills her, his cock making the press of his fingers earlier seem like shoe-string fries compared to texas-cut, the Doubletake cries out sharply as she thrusts her hips back against his. [say]"Gods I've missed feeling you inside of me."[/say] And were it not for the fact that they were in a very public place, Flora would have been serenading the Celestine with a lengthy list of praises for the dragoon's performance thus far.
Instead, curling one hand back into his hair and sliding the other between her thighs (no offence Koa, but if we're going for fast, this is the way its gotta be), Flora continues to buck her hips against his. [say]"I think about you when I touch myself."[/say] She whispers, her head lolling almost drunkenly against his chest as her fingers resume the rhythm Koa's thumb had begun against her clit.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-10-2024
Her praise is his pleasure, every word sending shockwaves of stimulation racing through his nerves. Honestly it's been a hot second since Koa got laid, and the combination of emotional fulfilment, physical stimulation, and just plain youth means the dragoon is achingly close after only a few thrusts of their hips.
[say]"I think about you all the time,"[/say] Koa pants against her skin, the mixture of sweat and sweet perfume heady against his tongue. [say]"I dream about fucking you. About your skin, and the way you taste, and how tight and beautiful you are."[/say] Each word is punctuated with the movement of his hips, deep hard thrusts of his length inside her driving him closer and closer to the edge.
[say]"Fuck, Flora, I'm so close---"[/say] Koa gasps out from between gritted teeth, all of his willpower now focused on not finishing before she does - the odds of which narrow significantly with every passing breath.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-10-2024
Focusing on the pressure of her building orgasm the way you might focus on a sneeze to bring it to fruition, Flora sinks back against the dragoon, letting him take over the majority of the work that she might set her thoughts to the task of finishing in time with him. To that end, she floods her mind with thoughts of Koa's tongue between her thighs in the shower, of a visit to the hotsprings that turns spicy as she sits innocently in his lap whispering wicked words into his mind until he's helpless to do anything but haul her over his shoulder and fuck her against the stones. She thinks about fucking him in the waves when last they'd been together, the rush of the water making it feel as if his hands were all over her body. She thinks of her mouth around his cock as she kneels before him, her blue eyes meeting his over the length of his body as he moans her name.
[say]"I want you to make me cum."[/say] She moans desperately, her fingers tightening in his hair. [say]"Gods, I want you to fuck me and make me cum."[/say] The words are for her as much as for him, and as the combination of fuck and cum and the tableaus she's painted between her eyes finally fit around the thrusting of his hips, she feels her climax rising up from between her thighs.
Pressing her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Flora tries her best to stifle her cry of pleasure, but it's loud enough to have several birds opting to find elsewhere to perch. Heat roars out from her core, racing up the backs of her thighs before exploding outward, the fractals of pleasure shattering all around her before the world seems to drop out from beneath her.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-10-2024
Being of the decidedly masculine persuasion, it doesn't take Flora's rich inner world to hasten Koa's orgasm: he's more than satisfied with what he has right here. Their coupling is nearing a promised crescendo, every one of the Dragoon's nerves singing in pained anticipation as he struggles against the tidal wave of what is to come. It's only when Flora tightens around him in a tell-tale release that Koa lets himself follow suit; and oh, what a rush of pleasure it is, sending his senses into overdrive and short-circuiting his poor little brain. All he knows, wants, thinks, has is Flora; her name escapes him in a strangled plea, every emotion he can't quite voice harmonized against her skin.
Shuddering in the hazy after-glow of pleasure, Koa tugs away from Flora, pulling up his pants. [say]"Fuck, Flora, that was..."[/say] he trails off, apple cheeks ruddy with pleasure above a dreamy smile. [say]"Here."[/say] Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a handkerchief (that's right: he fancy) to hand to Flora, the better to wipe up the mess he's made. [say]"I gotta say, didn't plan on dessert until after dinner. Not that I'm complaining,"[/say] Koa adds, coming over to press a kiss upon the Doubletake's shoulder. [say]"That was incredible. You're incredible."[/say]
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-10-2024
Sensation sparkles its way back into her body after what feels like an eternity of blissful freefall. Blinking her eyes open, the sight of the Greatwood before her and the press of Koa behind her has Flora stifling a small cry of utter delight.
Pressing her thighs together as he pulls out of her, Flora might have looked around for a leaf or something else to ensure she wasn't wildly uncomfortable for the rest of their date, when the dragoon hands her a handkerchief. Bonus points for you, Koa-la bear. Wiping away the bulk of their combined efforts before it can conjeal between her legs, the Doubletake huffs a sound of amusement as she tugs her underwear back into place. [say]"Dessert? Babe, that was just the appetizer."[/say]
Turning, she grabs at the collar of his shirt, dragging him back down toward her in order to steal a kiss. Sliding her arms around his neck, she combs her fingers through his hair where she'd previously ruffled it. [say]"No you,"[/say] she counters playfully against his lips, before straighteing. [say]"I like over and above having sex with you...but.."[/say] Blushing, the queen's smile nevertheless turns crooked. [say]"I really like having sex with you."[/say]
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-10-2024
Oh an appetizer, huh? Koa's eyebrows raise appreciatively, because yes the boy just got off but that doesn't preclude him from bring excited for the promise of round two. [say]"Looking forward to it,"[/say] the young man murmurs, tucking his shirt back into his pants and trying to smooth his lapel.
A pointless effort, as it turns out, as all at once Flora's grabbed his collar and is pulling him in for a kiss. There is not complaint from Koa, of course; he snakes his arms around her waist, pulling her warm body in tight. Even in the throes of summer, Stormbreak evenings carry a chill; with the sunset inching ever closer, he finds Flora to be a beacon of heat. [say]"I really like having sex with you, too,"[/say] the Dragoon laughs, boyish and merry as light dances in his eyes.
And then with a little more seriousness and a lot more of a blush, Koa adds an important modifier: [say]"Only you, Flora. I'm not... I haven't been seeing anyone else. And I know we haven't talked about it and I'm not saying that you can't, I just---"[/say] He's speaking too fast, he knows, his voice trembling slightly. Taking a pause and a breath, Koa shrugs and smiles. [say]"I just wanted you to know. I'm serious about this, Sunflower. About... about us."[/say]
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Flora - 09-10-2024
Gods but it's so stupid, and yet Flora can't get enough. It sparks a breathless sort of joy that has her wanting to tilt back her head and scream his name, to write K O A on the flattest stone she can find and skip it across the pond where it might remain undisturbed forever.
Trying to get her feet back beneath her properly so that they can continue on past the bridge without Flora wobbling all over like a newborn deer, Flora stills in the dragoon's arms as he begins to lead them in a direction she hadn't thought would come up until at least dinner.
Clearing her throat softly, her fingertips reach up as if they might smooth the sudden flash of colour off of his cheeks. A number of things rise to her lips in response, none of which seem like the right thing to say, but as the seconds tick by, Flora knows her silence is going to imply the wrong thing if she doesn't just get a hold of herself and say something.
[say]"With everything that's happened with us, I guess...I sort of wanted to see how this went first before..."[/say] Cutting ties with anyone else? [say]"..you know, building it up to be something it wasn't."[/say] Flora murmurs, before her eyes slip from the glowing embers of Koa's gaze to rest near the collar of his shirt. [say]"I've been sleeping with someone else."[/say] She admits, and now it's her turn to have scarlet flash across her cheeks and band over her nose. As crass as it was to say she was sleeping with Jack, it wouldn't have been right to say she was seeing him either. [say]"It's just been one of those things."[/say] She adds lamely, swallowing hard. [say]"But that's all it is."[/say] Which wasn't strictly true, not since the Doubletake had caught feelings for the captain, but as he'd made it quite clear that he wasn't looking for a relationship, no part of it felt like a lie, either.
RE: I wanna drink cheap wine with you - Koa - 09-10-2024
This is why he doesn't talk about his feelings. Because after the rush of letting it out comes the agony of waiting for a response. The silence that ensues, brief as it is, feels very much like a chasm opening under Koa's feet; he wonders if his heartbeat is audible as it rings within his ears. He hadn't meant to say this part at this moment, in this way, but post-coital hormones can do a number to ones judgement. He can feel his confidence draining away as Flora stills in his arms, torn between flinching back and leaning into the touch upon his cheek.
...Before building it up to be something it wasn't. It's not the answer he hoped for, I think we all know that. For all of Koa's himbo bluster and casual, flirtatious charm, the boy is a hopeless romantic- perhaps even more so than Flora, as he isn't afraid to put his whole heart out there on a plate. I'm sleeping with someone else, she tells him, and somewhere in the back of his mind there's a memory that flashes, the painful shattered mirror of what he fears is about to come.
[say]"It's fine, Flora. You have every right to see whoever you want."[/say] It's spoken quickly, almost cutting off the Doubletake and shielded in a smile. It's a lie, of course - Koa isn't okay with this, even though he wants to be, had really thought he would. Swallowing down the sudden emotion that's there by his fault and nobody else's, Koa takes a step back from Flora, offering his arm. [say]"Let's get to dinner before it's cold, yeah? And before anyone comes to investigate suspicious noises,"[/say] he adds with a valiant attempt at a lighthearted laugh.