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RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-24-2025
Flora let herself sink into the heat of the moment, the featherlight trail of Danta’s fingers along her side sending a shiver across her skin and a plume of heat flickering up through her core. As his hands brushed against the lace of her bra, a sharp thrill coursed through her; the queen pressing herself into the Maverick's wandering touch with a soft sigh.
When his lips trailed lower, Flora’s breath caught, her body leaning instinctively into him as her fingers curled into his blonde hair. The soft strands twisted beneath her grip, and she let her hand settle there, almost possessively, as his mouth skimmed across her golden skin. Tightening her fingers the queen glanced down at him, a brow raised as if she meant to suggest he do something else while he was on his knees, before grinning as she stepped out of both her pants and underwear, the harness still tangled around her hips.
[say]"I doubt anyone can fuck you like he does,"[/say] she whispered, cheeks now a dark pink, her aqua eyes drifting over a few telltale marks on his shoulders and neck before they flicked back to his face. [say]"But I'm more than happy for you to tell me the sorts of things he does for inspiration."[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-24-2025
[say]"Mm, I think you know quite well yourself the sorts of things he does,"[/say] Danta says, a wicked lilt to his voice as he grins against the soft jut of her hip, helping her out of her clothes and seeming more than content for her to use him as balance. [say]"Granted, I have a feeling he was uncharacteristically gentle while he was fucking you. And that is not what I have in mind for us."[/say]
Continuing to leave kisses against her lower belly punctuated with the slightest graze of his fangs, now that he's free to tighten the harness around her properly, it isn't long before Flora is all dressed up and ready to fuck, albeit missing one key piece of the puzzle. [say]"How'd you feel? Nice and secure?"[/say] He grins, making a show of tugging and pulling playfully at the straps so Flora can get a real feel for them and make any necessary adjustments.
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-24-2025
Enough time had passed for Flora to be able to laugh at the comment rather than tremble with regret and self-doubt. [say]"It was gentle right up until it wasn't,"[/say] she says with a grin. The flush on her cheeks deepens slightly as her mind briefly lingers on what that means, heat creeping across her nose at the thought of just how rough Danta probably likes things—or how Asta delivers.
The faint graze of Danta’s fangs is a new enough sensation to send shivers scattering across her skin, her body leaning forward reflexively as goosebumps ripple in their wake. When he tugs at the straps to adjust the harness around her hips and thighs, Flora resists just enough to test the pressure, biting her lip at how snugly it settles against her. [say]"I think so,"[/say] she murmurs, her voice softer as she wrinkles her nose in thought, her fingers brushing along the edges of the harness.
After a moment’s consideration, she reaches behind her back, one arm twisting gracefully as she unhooks her bra and lets it fall to the floor. If Danta is going to fuss over every strap and buckle, she’s not about to let anything get in the way; besides, modesty feels laughably out of place at this point.
Her grin sharpens as her aqua eyes flick over him, taking in the tight leather still clinging to his legs. [say]"Looks like you’re still overdressed, though,"[/say] she notes, raising an eyebrow pointedly as her hands find her hips. [say]"If you stand up, I might be able to help with that."[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-24-2025
[say]"Isn't it always?"[/say] Danta chuckles his agreement, and from this vantage point, yes, Flora will be able to see just how isn't it can get, not that the Maverick is ever going to complain about it. Having sat back on his knees to test the resistance of her new favourite toy (she doesn't know it yet, of course, but the Maverick has a feeling), he doesn't expect to find her quite as mouthwatering as he does, seeing her golden skin criss-crossed in black buckles.
For a moment he has to resist the urge to simply slide her leg over his shoulder, bury his head between her thighs and call it a day, and as Flora's bra hits the floor somewhere beside them, Danta is glad he does. Peering up at her bare breasts is a delight as it turns out, a catlike smile playing across his lips as he considers the truth of her words. [say]"And ruin this amazing view?"[/say] he purrs in protest, leaving one final kiss against her hip - and nipping at one of the straps of the harness as if to test its integrity - before he does rise to his feet.
The leather does absolutely nothing to hide his arousal, Danta wincing ever so slightly as straightening up makes things a deal more uncomfortable. [say]"I wouldn't mind that help, if you're still happy to offer it."[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-24-2025
Flora preens beneath Danta’s gaze, confidence blooming in her chest as his eyes drink her in, lingering on the curves of her body and the way the harness accentuates her figure. His smile only fuels her, and she shifts her weight ever so slightly, sliding her hip against his mouth as he leaves another kiss against her golden skin. Her fingers twist in his blonde hair for a moment, giving the soft strands a playful tug before releasing him as he rises to his feet.
The glint in her aqua eyes sharpens, mischief dancing in their depths as she tilts her head to look up at him. Without hesitation, Flora sinks to her knees with deliberate grace, her movements slow and teasing. Her fingers brush lightly over the soft leather still clinging to his body, and as her lips press against his chest, she flutters kisses downward, each one lingering just long enough to (hopefully) have him guessing where the next will land.
The warmth of his skin beneath her lips sends a thrill through her, her touches deliberately featherlight in a way she hopes he'll utterly hate as she lets the moment stretch into torture. Reaching finally for the buttons of Danta's pants, the queen's fingers release them with practiced ease, before she tugs them down toward his knees. Now, one might expect Flora to offer a cheeky swipe of her tongue over the Maverick's cock, especially as it was now pointing right at her, but the Doubletake intentionally ensured that despite how she helped him in stepping out of his pants, his cock only came within inches of her.
Gazing up at him, the head of his erection just a whisper from her lips with her breasts perky beneath it, Flora raised a brow. [say]"You know, normally I would help to take the edge off, but..."[/say] Running her long nails up his thighs, the pressure almost enough to force his hips forward but now quite, Flora smirks. [say]"...we need you to last."[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-24-2025
His tail flicks automatically at the tug of fingers in his hair, Danta clearly approving of any little acts of rough play she wants to introduce, though no sooner has he gotten to his feet when down Flora goes, the Maverick watching her through eyes suddenly dark and near predatory with arousal. His breath hitches at the hot brush of her lips lingering and teasing on his skin without any certain destination, and only the relief at being able to free his cock from the tight leather has him able to keep his senses.
Even if not for very long.
Biting at his lower lip, a fang drawing a bead of blood against it, only at the taste of copper - and the sight of Flora so perfectly, tantalisingly close to him without giving him any relief - does Danta consider something. [say]"Bold of you to assume I won't touch myself when your back is turned,"[/say] he says with a grin - but no, that isn't the consideration. [say]"Hey, since your captain isn't an Ancient, it seems only right that I play this part properly,"[/say] he says, and with a subtle shiver up the length of his spine, the Maverick draws his glamour up.
Now with no tail to enthusiasically interrupt their fun - or fangs or crystalline horns to cause issues - he's quite confident that they can proceed, roughly pushing his fair hair out of his face where it instantly tries to fall forward. [say]"Up you get,"[/say] he encourages.
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-24-2025
Flora grins as she watches her attempts at teasing succeed, the hitch in Danta’s breath and the dark hunger sending a bright plume of heat up from her core. [say]"And here I thought you prided yourself on customer service,"[/say] she chides softly as he threatens to touch himself, her tone dripping with mock disappointment.
The gasp slips from her lips unbidden as she sees his Ancient traits vanish before her eyes, the glamour smoothing away his tail, fangs, and crystalline horns. She’d only ever seen Asta do it once, and the sight of Danta shifting so seamlessly catches her off guard. [say]"Well, look at you,"[/say] she murmurs, recovering quickly, her grin curling wider as she rises back to her feet.
Her hands are on him immediately, ruffling fully through his now-unobstructed hair perhaps a touch too playfully given their circumstances, but then again, maybe not. She let her nails lightly graze his scalp before her hands slide down to his shoulders, ring fingers tapping lightly. [say]"Well? Are you gonna go pick out Asta's cock from your toy chest?"[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-26-2025
[say]"Oh, I do,"[/say] Danta assures her through a drawl, positively beaming at her now - albeit sans fangs. [say]"I didn't say I'd let you know about it, did I?"[/say] What his hand does while Flora is busy elsewhere is his own business; as far as she's concerned, he'll be perfectly obedient. Stepping back just a fraction to give her room to rise gracefully back to her feet, the Maverick does as she asks and glances down at himself, pale, scarred and very, very interested in her.
[say]"Like what you see?"[/say] He raises his eyebrows playfully, before her hands are suddenly upon him and he melts into the unexpected touch with a soft and shivery moan, not having expected her clever fingers to press against the space where his absent horns would usually appear. [say"Hn?"[/say] Having swayed forward a little, it takes a hot second for the Maverick to realise what she's asked him, but when he does, he lets out a dark little laugh.
[say]"I suppose I should, shouldn't I?"[/say] Danta purrs, though his hand curls around her waist to guide her along with him. [say]"Since you're in this for practice, we'll keep it simple,"[/say] he says, gesturing into his toy chest where Flora will see all sorts of delightful equipment that will guarantee her own pleasure just as much as her partner's, though they likely require a little more experience.
And whether what he selects bears a likeness to his head of security is something both of them will be able to judge, though he doesn't remark upon it as he turns back to Flora. Leaning in for another slow and lusty kiss against her mouth, his own wicked hands make short work of giving the Doubletake a more or less functioning cock, and he tugs one last time at the harness straps before drawing away.
[say]"There. All dressed up and ready to fuck."[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-26-2025
Flora blinks as her gaze trails over Danta’s body, taking in the pale expanse of skin interrupted by scars she hadn’t expected. She lets her gaze sweep over him again—not in judgment, but with a kind of quiet appreciation as if to make sure he feels seen, knowing that was exactly the sort of thing she liked, and assuming he would too. The grin she offers him is warm and approving as she follows him toward the chest.
Peering inside, Flora’s eyes widen slightly at the sheer array of options. A sharp laugh bubbles up in her throat, and she shakes her head, her curls spilling over her shoulders. [say]"Gods, either you're thorough or you really do get bored easily."[/say] She murmurs, tilting her head to get a better look.
When Danta turns back with his selection, Flora places her hands on his shoulders for balance he works to attach her new cock. As the final strap clicks into place, Flora presses down lightly on his shoulders, her brow arching in playful suggestion as her aqua eyes lock onto his. [say]"I think you're forgetting something,"[/say] she purrs wickedly, raising an eyebrow. While she was quite sure he had more than enough lube somewhere in the room, she was also quite keen to see her new appendage disappearing into his mouth.
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-26-2025
Danta very much does enjoy it, feeling heat thrum low in his belly as her eyes drink him in, flushing his cheeks and the tips of his ears. [say]"I'm thorough and I get bored easily,"[/say] he supplies with a cheeky wink. [say]"And we're also in a brothel,"[/say] he adds, grinning. [say]"If you can't have a wide selection of cocks to choose from here, where can you have it?"[/say]
His coquettish shrug is interrupted by the pressure of Flora's hands upon his shoulders, and it's with a dark and wicked glitter in his eyes that he meets her gaze and understands what she's asking. [say]"How remiss of me,"[/say] he purrs, gracefully sinking to his knees before her, hands roving appreciatively against the hourglass of her hips and the soft swell of her ass.
[say]"A word of warning - you might get used to the view from up there."[/say] Smirking and wasting no further time, Danta hooks a playful thumb into one of the harness straps and guides Flora's new equipment into his hot and waiting mouth, as if she might really feel every press of his lips and flick of his tongue. And given that they are both more than experienced in this particular arena, Danta is far from coy about his ministrations, his tongue curling around the tip of her cock as he lifts his eyes to meet her own.
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-27-2025
Flora leans into the role effortlessly, a sultry moan spilling from her lips as she arches her back slightly, tilting her hips to push the strap-on further into Danta’s mouth. The sound is purely for him—a carefully crafted melody of pleasure and dominance designed to stoke the heat in the Maverick’s belly. Her fingers dive into his hair again, curling tightly, tugging at the soft strands in a way that’s half teasing and half commanding.
[say]"Mm, that’s it,"[/say] she murmurs, her voice low and breathy, aqua eyes watching him intently as he works. The sight of him on his knees before her, his lips wrapping so skillfully around the cock, sends a thrill through her chest, even if her body is otherwise unresponsive to the sensations she’s imagining. She thrusts forward again, a little rougher this time, testing his limits, curious to see how much of the thick cock he could take before his composure broke.
The image of Danta with Asta flashes briefly in her mind, the thought unbidden but tantalizing as she pictures the Maverick on his knees before the butcher in much the same way. [say]"You can take more than that, can't you?"[/say] she purrs, her fingers tightening in his hair as she bites her lip, her mind flickering with fantasies that are equal parts hers and what she thinks he might like.
For all her bravado, though, there’s a flicker of frustration beneath her confidence—a yearning to actually feel the press of his lips and the flick of his tongue. But perhaps it’s for the best; there was learning how to use a cock and then there was having sex with Danta, and maybe it was best to remain on the side of things where her pleasure was purely imagination-driven.
[say]"How do you best like to be fucked, Danta?"[/say] The queen purrs, her voice low and her eyes turning a midnight blue with lust.
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 01-29-2025
Flora isn't currently in the presence of a mind-reader, so of course Danta isn't able to lift the prickle of frustration from her thoughts, but he can imagine that standing and having an imaginary cock sucked isn't the most physically stimulating thing in the world. And so, giving her ass a generous squeeze - and without any of her own reservations - one of his hands wraps around the base of the strap-on just as she thrusts into his mouth, the other slipping between her legs.
Moaning around it, and with tears pricking at the corners of his eyes to be unexpectedly choked, Danta nevertheless offers her a coy smile as he withdraws to take a breath, her fingers tight in his hair and his own sampling the slickness between her thighs. [say]"Not satisfied with my performance yet?"[/say] He raises his eyebrows. In answer to her question, though, he does take the cock back into his mouth, forcing himself to relax and all but gagging himself upon it when her final, tantalising question reaches his ears.
[say]"Rough and fast and against a wall,"[/say] he pants as he withdraws, his own erection throbbing hard at the mere thought. [say]"But I think we'll settle for the bed today."[/say] Rising to his feet and surging forward to catch her lips in another kiss, when he withdraws it's with a hand snagging around her wrist to take her with him. [say]"How do you like to fuck, Flora?"[/say]
RE: meet me in the middle - Flora - 01-29-2025
A shiver of satisfaction rolls through Flora at the sounds Danta makes, his struggles only fueling the heat curling low in her belly. She knows exactly what it’s like to be on the receiving end of such a challenge, knows the mix of pleasure and discomfort that comes with pushing one's limits, and seeing Danta like this—eyes wet, throat working around the thick length—sends a thrill through her even if she can't feel it the way she might want to.
But then his fingers slide between her thighs, and for a split second, surprise flickers across her face. She’d expected to be the one doing all the work, to be in control entirely, but Danta’s touch ignites a new kind of heat inside her. A breathless laugh spills from her lips, half amusement, half something far more primal, as she tilts her hips ever so slightly into his hand. [say]"Danta,"[/say] she murmurs, voice thick with arousal.
As he rises, she doesn't resist when his lips crash against hers, her body pressing flush against him, her strap-on grinding teasingly against his erection. [say]"I could do rough against a wall,"[/say] she muses between flicks of her tongue, her voice laced with mischief. [say]"If you've got a stool to offer. Otherwise..."[/say] She lets the word hang, her grin widening as she trails her fingers down his chest, letting her nails drag lightly along the way. [say]"The bed will do."[/say]
At his question, Flora grins. [say]"Like I’m being watched,"[/say] she purrs against his lips, biting down softly before pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. [say]"I like teasing to the point of breaking, I like hearing my name moaned like a plea and like a threat."[/say] She liked hands on her throat and pain to a certain extent but having been spoiled by a telepath for so long, Flora wasn't sure she trusted anyone else to come close much less get it right.
RE: meet me in the middle - Dantalion - 02-01-2025
[say]"We wouldn't need to get you a stool,"[/say] Danta assures her, voice a low purr even as he backs them up towards the bed, the sensation of her nails down his chest sending a plume of heat unfurling low in his belly. [say]"I'm very flexible, Flora."[/say] Flashing her a grin that seems much less devilish without the addition of his fangs, he nonetheless guides them into plush cushions and silk sheets. [say]"We wouldn't want to wear you out when it's your first time, though."[/say]
To hear that she enjoys being watched, Danta's eyes light up with a wicked sort of intensity, and the plans he's had to introduce her to fucking him are able to take something of a detour. [say]"I'm so glad you said so,"[/say] he croons, turning to grab at a braided cord next to the headboard. A quick tug and a drape falls away from the wall behind the bed, revealing a sheer, mirrored surface for both of them to view her in all her glory.
[say]"Would this work for you?"[/say] he asks, turning away from her to brace his hands against the headboard, staring at her through the reflection before him. Fucking him from behind will be easier on her and require much less acrobatic work, but this way, he can enjoy seeing her do it.