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04-02-2021, 10:43 PM (This post was last modified: 04-02-2021, 10:44 PM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
His movements - all of them - become slower, painstakingly slower, and she lets out a whimpering sound of protest. Another plea hitches in her breath; she's still drowning in the bliss he gives her. That tether relaxes to let her feel his full extent without the fogginess of an orgasm overcoming her senses. Her own motions slow down too, though it takes her a lot of effort to control herself enough to match and react in accordance to the new pace he's set. Her hands release from his, he doesn't need the help, and her own fingers grip into the sheets, nails snagging onto the soft material. She focuses on the way he fills her up so languidly and her nipples soften to his warming, swirling touch.
He says something to her and her gaze drifts up from his body towards his face, which she could never tire of looking at. Her own lips falter and she dissolves at the passion in his words, in their meaning. "Fuck, Milo," her words are emotional and sighing, breath hastening, "you do." He sinks into her again just as her appetite for him reaches a new summit.
She succumbs to impulse, using her hands to push herself up against him until she can nudge him further into his own sitting position. He needn't move much but she readjusts to pull herself more fully onto his lap, atop him, to take her fair share of the reigns.
Her hands move up to wrap around his neck and shoulders, and she shudders to grind herself back in over him, to take him in with a soft, lengthy moan. Her hands dig into his skin, unable to stop from being a little rough. She moves to set her own pace, which is slow, too, but with them being so close and pressed in, it feels all the more intense.
"You have... no idea.. how good you make me... feel." Her voice is thick and breathless between each stimulated gasp.
He’s content to take his time with her, to enjoy it and indulge for the first time fully in his bed, so he slows his thrusts, idly plays at her chest, and relishes in the way she becomes a simmering flame just as he becomes it too, languidly and lovingly giving attention to every bit and piece of her.
Her confirmation has a crooked smirk forming on his face, continuing his crusade through breathy pants, as he watches her begin to readjust. “Mmmm..” He hums as she settles in his lap anew, rocking herself into him, shortening his breaths with quiet, burning gasps of air. His chin tilts up, pressing a soft kiss to the column of her neck as she grinds down on him, his hands finding their way to her hips and sinking below to cup her ass.
“Should b’ close t’how I feel.” He manages with a soft growl, rocking his hips up into her with that same slow, intimate draw, matching the way she grinds so that she can take him as deep as she wishes to. His lips find her shoulder now, pressing a kiss to her collarbone edge before sucking a mark there, humming soft moans against her skin.
04-03-2021, 09:25 PM (This post was last modified: 04-03-2021, 09:25 PM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
It doesn't take long for them to acclimate to one another, and they can fall into this sweet, savory lull with ease. The sounds he makes and the breaths he takes drive her, using his support and arching herself to slowly move over his cock. Her own breath slows with her concentration, centered on him and how she's making him feel, as she looks down towards him, where his lips taste her skin. She's burning but his touch is sating, his voice is soothing, and she leans in to press a loving kiss to the side of his cheek.
Her arms wrap tighter atop his shoulders as she uses her knees to lift herself in the beginnings of another stroke. This time, she only takes him in part way before she's pulling back again. She continues like this, with tempered, deliberate movements. It's aimed to tease him but she finds that it's more pleasurable than she anticipated; the way it makes her crave all of him all over again. She'll edge them both on like this for as long as she can stand it, even if it shortens her breath.
Her hands move down around his own collarbone, to still use him for leverage but also pull him back from her, wanting to kiss him. One of her hands stretches up towards his jawline, to tilt his head up towards hers as she works to keep teasing him below. Yet her mouth hovers away from his as her bangs fall towards his face, not quite letting him reach her here either. A playful smile starts at the corners of her lips, reveling in the control she has in this moment, wondering for how long he can stand to let her have it if she only uses it to tantalize him.
It is a sweet lull, a gentle rhythm rocking between them where they can indulge in one another, in the echo of their voices and the syncing of their bodies, until of course Aurelia throws a wrench in those plans. He’s content to keep this slow burn for as long as he can, until she’s readjusting, sinking halfway down on him before drawing herself back up, and he hisses against her skin with the realization.
He makes no move to change it just yet, not until she's redirecting his attention and he’s desperate to taste her on his tongue again, but she stays quite far out of reach. “’Relia…” He groans, his hands dancing along her skin as if he might be able to get her to relax, as if he might be able to distract her enough to sink down a bit more onto him. “Please.” He manages to grit out, his bronze gaze focused entirely on her jade ones, a burning need and desire within them, but letting her keep the leash for however long she likes.
He instantly reacts to the way she pulls back to tease at the tether binding them to each other, and she can't help the twinge of relent it wants to inspire in her. Yet, she does not, and she sticks to this half-rhythm, building on the tension it creates by pulling his face up towards her and still not giving him what he truly wants.
Her name rumbles out from his throat, past his warm, inviting, desperate lips, and her brows curl upward as she steadily meets his golden-brown eyes. Her thumb graces over his bottom lip, to gently part it and open his mouth. "Please?" She echoes softly. Still, she doesn't quite give in yet, though she almost can't resist and for this reason she leans in just a little closer. Her body presses in against his and her motions become even slower, damp and hot around him.
And she keeps him like this, taunted, needy, pleading, for just a few moments longer. It's when she can't hold back anymore that she crashes her lips in against his opened mouth and sinks in around him so that her hips can press down into his, her inner thighs quivering from the fatigue of holding herself back and now from taking him completely inside of her. She stops here, though, rocking gently back and forth while he's still deep inside of her, her tongue gliding across his lips to feel his, stifling her own urgent moans.
Theres a look that seems to cross his face momentarily as she questions his plea, a look of ‘yes that’s exactly what I said’, but her thumb brushes against his lower lip and he’s already taking it into his mouth, his warm tongue brushing along it in an additional taunt as he watches her continue to tease him.
And she gives in, eventually, their lips colliding and Milo can’t help the way he wants to devour her. A growl of a moan leaves him into her mouth as she sinks down and takes him completely — the way he aches and throbs for her and her alone — before his hands roam around her middle, squeezing her tight to him as she rocks her hips with him buried to the hilt within her. His tongue finds hers and tangles with it as he pants and groans a vibrating sound, before he’s suddenly moving, pulling back with her so his back meets the bed.
And given this slightly new position, he thrusts his hips against hers to jostle her, to surprise her a fraction, before he stills to let her continue to have her fun with him. The tension builds again anew, a flame being stoked more and more by her, and Milo wants to see her ride him out.
04-04-2021, 02:06 AM (This post was last modified: 04-04-2021, 02:11 AM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
She savors the way he runs his tongue over her skin, but it's their kiss that ignites her and reinvigorates her. Her eyes flutter shut and she presses into it even harder, her hips do too. He leans back, pulling her with him and she leans wholeheartedly into it, helping him fall back into the blankets and pillows. Their kiss hitches with a short cry when he rocks up into her, catching her entirely off guard. Her lips fall short from his as she tries to go back for the kiss, instead leaving a wet mark on the side of his chin.
But this is where she wants to be; this angle, she's more than fine with. In fact, it's almost an 'at last!' moment for her. She pulls up to straighten her back and straddle him properly, her knees tucking tightly around him. Reluctantly leaving his mouth for another time, she still wants to keep her own busy - and he's already given her an idea on how to do it.
So she pulls back and this time she rises only enough to create some distance for her to plunge back down, weighed down by gravity and burning hot need. One of her hands grips around his hip for balance. The other reaches for his own hand, to pull it up towards her mouth. Her lips, already parted by heavier moans, wrap warmly around the tip of his thumb. Her tongue draws vague, smooth shapes over his skin as she settles into a far better rhythm, drawing out and taking him in at a pace that grows steadier and faster.
He’s content to fall back with her, to surprise her with the thrust of his hips — a small half smirk managing to find its way onto his face. And once he’s finally settled and she’s drawing up — their lips unable to connect again — Milo’s entirely content to simply watch her where she settles herself. She rises and sinks back down on him, a moan slipping from his throat as one hand moves to help support her legs, and the other is grasped by her and brought to her lips.
His gaze smolders and Milo peers at Aurelia with a back that arches slightly as she finds that pace, Milo doing his best to meet it in kind, driving himself deeper into her with a trembling touch to his hips and legs as she drives that tension further into him. It builds and builds, his thumb in her mouth hooking slightly to give her a bit more room to play, while his heart continues to thunder in his chest.
“More, ‘Relia.” He moans to her, rocking his hips back up into her, arching his back slightly as he does so.
04-04-2021, 10:11 PM (This post was last modified: 04-04-2021, 10:11 PM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
Her eyes are heavy-lidded with lust as she takes him, but they meet his smoldering eyes all the same, wanting to eat up the way he looks at her, the way it makes her feel. Her cheeks flush with a deeper color when he drives himself deeper, rolling her hips into the motion with fervor, feeling the rise of her pleasure.
His thumb sinks deeper into her mouth, too, and she can't help but to graze her teeth over it until they find a softer place to sink in a little, as she tries to introduce a faster rhythm. The ride of his hips sends small, higher-pitched cries in succession with each beckoning touch, cries she can't restrain, filled with him as she gets.
Her teeth unsnag from his thumb, her mouth parting with a more intimately-felt moan as she comes down on him harder, to give him more, to grind down against him after, taking her time with it before she's rising up again. Not more, everything.
She lowers her chest over his, shifting her weight, nudging his thumb out of her mouth to smother him in warm, desperate kissing as she continues from this angle. Her lips gasp over his chest, his neck, his face, leaving quick but deep kisses on his heated skin. Her hands are just as desperate and all-consuming in their motions, gliding up and over the smooth lines of his abdomen, smoothing over his chest as she presses her own against it, finding his broader shoulders for leverage as she snakes her hips back to come down again and again, deep and hard over his throbbing cock.
"Mmmhh," hush and sensuous against his ear, the breath stolen from her lungs, "Milo..." His name is dark in her voice, not holding any one need for him, but, all of them. It's all she's able to say to voice exactly what it is she wants.
Her hips roll and grind against his and he can’t help the way his muscles tense, the way she rides him with such a fervor that he can tell shes got to be getting close. But they continue to build that tension, with every sensation of her bouncing against him, the way she readjusts to take him as deep as they can possibly go. It’s elating, heavenly, the flush on his skin is dark as it pours along his skin with the sheen of sweat.
And then she’s hovering above him, his hand retracting and he places both on her hips, along her sides, blunt nails gripping into her skin as his back arches into her, pressing himself more intensely against her breasts, against all of her that he can. She takes the reins in a way that has him aching and tense, evidenced in the way she feels against his body, in the way she tightens around and grinds against his cock.
He’s content to snap at any second, his groans and panting breaths intermingling with her own, but he doesn’t yet. Not until he manages to nudge his head into her own, trying to press wet sloppy kisses against her cheek to get to her lips. “’m gonna…” He informs her as his hands slip down, words cut off by another sharp intake of breath, and when his hands meet her hips and she’s understood, he drives himself into her deeper, the tether snapping within him that leaves him a trembling, stars shining behind his eyes as he rocks into her, gasping for breath where he can.
04-04-2021, 11:51 PM (This post was last modified: 04-04-2021, 11:52 PM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
The feeling pushes back against her, she can feel it too just as he makes it known. Her muscles tighten around him urgently, the quavering in her thighs and the clench of her legs around his. She tenses around and over him so much so that she can't stop from slowing down as the ecstasy overwhelms and washes over. A breath shudders through her lips as she goes helplessly into his kiss, taking his mouth with hers. That release reverberates through their bodies, into one another, the feeling shared as it ebbs and flows with the gentle rock of their hips.
She rides out the afterglow, slowly, softly, until finally she stills. Her fingers push through the back of his hair and head. She buries her face into the other side, lovingly nuzzling his ear and hair with her own tired breaths.
Her lungs suddenly pulse with a quiet laugh and she props herself up so she can look down at him. "Was that enough for you?" She asks, biting her lip with a knowing smile, "Hm?" Her own gaze is bright as her thumb draws tender circles over his chiseled jawline, awaiting his thoughts.
It feels like a struggle to catch his breath, but Milo manages to ride out the after glow with her, arms wrapping tightly around her even if his limbs tremble. Every second of their closeness, the shared kiss, the reverberating sensation between them, drags exhaustion into his mind. Only when Aurelia begins to sit up does he hum a quiet whine of her departure, peering up at her through half lidded eyes. “Mmhmm.” He murmurs lightly, before he finds the energy in himself to push himself up on his elbows.
“I’m ‘xhausted now tho.” He informs her with a tired smirk, before his hand is rising to run along her cheek, to cup her face gently, before he’s surging up a bit more fully to pull her into a kiss. It doesn’t last long, not as he buries his face into her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her hips. “Yer somethin’ else, y’know.” The murmur is soft, gentle.
04-05-2021, 01:00 AM (This post was last modified: 04-05-2021, 01:05 AM by Aurelia.)
Aurelia
as if you were on fire from within
Her gaze softens at the way he looks up at her through tired contentment and she nibbles at her lip a little more when he mumbles his mmhmm. She finds herself echoing it quietly into his lips when he tells her he's exhausted, "Mhmm," she knows, she can see it, and now that their hearts have stopped racing and they can lay here in the warmth of it all, she's happy to oblige him.
Even if her own mind is roused and she feels more energized than tired, she's more than willing to spend that energy coaxing him into a peaceful rest. So she digs into the kiss while it lasts, her own lips soft and cushiony to his, to let him draw comforts and love from her as much as he likes.
She smirks into his skin, pecking a kiss to his neck before she tucks up her chin and states, matter-of-fact, "I know." She laughs softly. She puts her hand more fully around his neck to pull him into her embrace as she settles back into the pillows with a long sigh.
"You can sleep if you want to," she offers, stroking her fingers through his hair and gently over his scalp, "I don't think I can, but.. I'll stay right here," and she nestles further into his snug grip, though there's a pointed pause, "or... maybe I'll cook us dinner," she tilts her head back to try and look at him, feeling so fulfilled that it honestly wouldn't matter how they spend the rest of the day as long as it's together, as long as she can make up her earlier mistakes to him somehow. "Up to you."
He only wishes he had as much energy as Aurelia did after that, but he doesn’t. His limbs feel like lead, he feels like he could stay in the same place forever and wouldn’t even be upset about it. So it’s easy to nestle into her as she coaxes him back down, laying with her in the heap of their limbs and blankets as long as she wants to. He nestles into the blankets after she’s pulled him down, however, grumbling a quiet sound of protest as she mentions she can’t sleep.
His arms sit tighter around her, though, and he can’t help the way he blinks slowly as she speaks again, perking up quite immediately with the widening of his lidded gaze, the raise of red brows. “Ooh.” He manages, pausing to lick his lips. “I’ll… Take a lil nap ‘n then y’can wake me when it’s ready?” He asks, giving her side a gentle squeeze, an amused smirk crossing his face. “Best’ve both, hm?”
