– NATE –
Whether Hotaru figures out what they're doing, or simply rolls with it doesn't particularly matter. What matters is the way she settles atop Sunjata, looking like she belongs there. She could, a little voice in Nate whispers, endlessly tempting, for the moment it manages to grab his attention. There's so much to take in though, hands on hands on hands, and skin on skin on skin, that it leaves before he can really absorb it, his focus shifting to his own hips, the attuned beneath him, and the slow, steady roll of his hips, a promise, a tease, more than the insistence it will soon be.
"A start." Nate all but sighs, before he is pressing a kiss to her, a thumb stroking along her cheek, despite the awkward angle. Between her flexibility though, and the fact that he doesn't feel any aches, they can make anything work. As soon as Hotaru's arm wraps around his neck, Nate lets his own drop from her face to her chest, remembering her lessons from before, squeezing gently, tracing teasing circles around her nipple, all while throwing himself into kiss, giving her as much control as she wants, offering himself up in the smallest way he can to her.
The lightning is a surprise he doesn't expect, her magic unknown to him up until just now, a ripple of sensation running down his spine, his chest. A groan presses into the kiss, louder than he means, though it wasn't like he'd have had the chance to muffle it, too wrapped up in this new feeling, that makes his hands twitch, his legs shaking, interrupting the shallow rhythm of his hips.
"A start." Nate all but sighs, before he is pressing a kiss to her, a thumb stroking along her cheek, despite the awkward angle. Between her flexibility though, and the fact that he doesn't feel any aches, they can make anything work. As soon as Hotaru's arm wraps around his neck, Nate lets his own drop from her face to her chest, remembering her lessons from before, squeezing gently, tracing teasing circles around her nipple, all while throwing himself into kiss, giving her as much control as she wants, offering himself up in the smallest way he can to her.
The lightning is a surprise he doesn't expect, her magic unknown to him up until just now, a ripple of sensation running down his spine, his chest. A groan presses into the kiss, louder than he means, though it wasn't like he'd have had the chance to muffle it, too wrapped up in this new feeling, that makes his hands twitch, his legs shaking, interrupting the shallow rhythm of his hips.
I’m in trouble for the things I haven’t got to yet
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
