[With the gentle lead she took with him, Kisuke dimly recalled a gentle warning from an instructor. Ishtar's touch had been soft and, without realizing, he moved so easily beneath it. Even subtly, the young soul reaper could smell her perfume and still felt the warm memory of her lips brushed over his.]
You're... [He wanted to complain but she said she'd slept with... him. Nothing about him sent her running. If anything, she was almost eager to draw him to his knees and, before he knew it, she had. Their difference in height seemed to vanish.
His voice, somewhat heady, followed as he dizzily recalled something aloud while drinking in the sight of her lips.]
I was told... to be cautious of beautiful women that would devour me. [He swallowed.] Should I be?
Hah! Yes, you should be. Especially if those women aren't me. However, if it would make you feel better I would let you devour me instead. Do you have a preference?
[He's on his knees now, and there are so many ways "devour me" can be taken. She could even just put on a show for him and enjoy his reaction if he'd like. While Ishtar waits for his answer she fills her time with caressing him. Cupping his face in her hands, moving them upward into his hair to massage his scalp. Any which way she can continue to touch him. To feel him.]
Ah... [Whatever cohesive thoughts he might have had would have likely offered him ground to catch his breath but Ishtar turned it all to steam when she ran her fingers through his hair. He shut one eye, holding his breath for a moment. Almost apprehensive. He had no idea what she'd do. Her fingers threaded through his hair, almost comforting, and dispelled that moment's anxiety.
He'd been ready for a great number of pains but gentleness was an unknown. Ishtar's offer drew a gentle gasp from him, wondering if his imagination painted the right picture.]
I don't know... but... d-devour you? [Out of all his little meticulous plans--he found nothing at all made him ready for that night.]
What, don't want to taste a goddess? If you're apprehensive I can offer you something else. But if you don't mind... I'd like to taste you. If just for a moment.
[One hand falls back down to cup his cheek and keep his face still. Holding him for a moment as her thumb brushes affectionately at his bottom lip. While that happens she drags her tongue along his opposite cheek. Brief, but hot and full hunger. Though perhaps not the hunger that would have him fearing for his life.]
[At which point he was stunned into silence. It wasn't as if he'd been completely ignorant of sex even with his dedicated schedule but Ishtar was introducing a new spectrum of play and dirty talk without so much as taking a lick of clothing off. Her tongue was slick and hot. Soft. It had been such a brief gesture that distracted from her touching his lip which drew lower when he gasped inaudibly, growing still.
Moreover, he leaned back and his mouth snapped shut when he realized he'd grown stiff from that, the warmth of her body so close to his and the allure of her voice when she sought to corner him. Baggy as a soul reaper's robes were, some things simply didn't conceal well beneath them.]
You're lovely, you know. Beautiful. And as the goddess of beauty I know what I'm talking about.
[His gasp cuts an even sharper grin to her lips. Ishtar plants a kiss to his cheek before pulling back and looking down at the tented fabric between his legs. Unsure if she's moving too fast, she places one hand on his thigh and gently slides it inward — but only an inch. Better than just gripping him outright, she thinks.]
[For a few moments he seemed to forget entirely what it was like to have a lungful of air. A gentle touch, in any sense, wasn't something he was familiar with and she wielded her feminity and grace like a fine blade to still him and draw his attention precisely where she wanted it. He was so focused on the kiss she laid on his cheek that he failed completely and utterly to hide the yelp caught in his throat with the overwhelmingly seductive lull of her voice with him as her object of affection.
He hadn't realized his knees parted just at the gentlest ghost of her fingers over his thigh. He felt a couple of slender fingers touch his erection and he tried to collect his thoughts. All of it was too much to think about and letting himself sit back and simply feel it felt as if he'd swiftly lose whatever footing he had left. When he looked up, he was met with her ruby-red eyes once more and swallowed hard.]
I don't know a thing about... any of this. Is that alright...?
[Gently she places her hand at his forehead and guides him to lay flat on his back. This will then have her straddling him more properly as she allows her knees to nestle on either side of Kisuke's hips.]
Have you had any fantasies, or would you rather just lose yourself? To forget yourself to bliss?
[Submitting to that gentle guidance, Kisuke found himself looking up at Ishtar in just the right light. A distance cell tower added a cherry hue to her skin and, realizing his blessing, his eyes became glued to her thighs and how she framed him in them. More and more, he felt how soft she was but it had been her hands and her lips he felt the most.
A few words escaped him at a time, almost hesitant to answer until he realized there was such a thin barrier between them.]
I... peeked on my instructor, once. She'd undone a student's sash with just her teeth?
[Okay, okay. Ishtar cannot help but wear a stupid grin at that. Actually how old is this kid? Doesn't matter, this is great! This is how it should be! She's the master here!
The goddess leans in to nip at Kisuke's jaw before scooting back so she can get a better angle on his clothes. The goddess waves her hands to get his attention so he can see how she hides them behind her back before she leans in to undo the fabric with her teeth.]
[Quite hesitantly, he nodded, albeit only after she drew is attention once more. Had she not, he would have been back to falling right in line with her lips and it would have left the two of them stalling even if only briefly.
He found himself blinking as Ishtar leaned forward quite effortlessly and, to her abundant confirmation, with no hands. Quite easily, she was setting herself apart from his instructor in presentation and, just as easily, talent. When she moved, she found the right way to undo his binding in one smooth motion. His eyes drew wider when she found the state of his fundoshi. His cheeks had cooked in the past moments but he felt heat rushing through the entirety of him with that labored reveal.]
[Ishtar doesn't bother with her teeth for the fundoshi. She's feeling a little too impatient. Instead she lets the warmth radiating from him fill her. To fill her, and fill her, and fill and fill. She reflects that warmth and allows her hands follow the shape of his muscles as she allows her answer to sink in.
With all the cloth undone and peeled away she looks at him as his erection shows honestly just how interested Kisuke is. It's thrilling, but more than that it validates her. To be wanted to the point her partner is nearly paralyzed by it? Exquisite. Leaning in once more she places a gentle kiss on the muscle forming a V from his hip.]
No, no... Not on my life... [Every dip of her fingers along the contours of his stomach and each moment he felt her eyes take him in left him burning, smothered by something that hardly felt like conquest. She was taking him but she wasn't leaving him aside. It all felt as if she'd keep him. Every quivering muscle she took in with her fingers and her eyes felt as if they were getting warmer and warmer. He shuddered and couldn't keep his next breaths quiet--almost paranoid he'd make too much noise and interrupt the goddess straddling him so gracefully.
When she drew away that last scrap of cloth concealing him, he finally made another noise--a cracked little sound that sounded like the start of a word he didn't know how to finish. He reached up to cover his mouth, regretting how it left his lips. His stomach rose and sunk with each breath until he held it--the soft impression of her lips and the warmth of her breath leaving a whole new sensation that rose up as a very, very pointed question.]
Are you... going to use your mouth? [He hesitated, not at all certain what was the correct way to ask a goddess for what he wanted--the thing that, through her touch and his imagination made him so hard that he wasn't sure he'd last.]
For a cutie like you? I'll use anything~ As your goddess your wish is my command.
[He's hesitant. Uncertain, and... well there's definitely something a little wrong if he's willing to just let her undress him and steal away his virginity on a rooftop. So why not? Why not humor this young man and grant every fantasy he could ever want?
While waiting for his response she peppers him with kisses. Little 'mwah's on his abs or a tiny nip of teeth at the crease where his legs meet his pelvis. Avoiding his stiff cock until he can get out just exactly how he'd like to be serviced.]
[His goddess. Ishtar. None of the stories in the barracks would hold a candle to that, would they? While his head swum with an otherwise unfamiliar ego, he wondered briefly if he could find it in him to play that aggressive part the older students insisted they played. Little blossom-like kisses left on him by Ishtar's soft, puckered lips stirred him into awareness and he sounded, briefly, a little frustrated. Why wasn't she...?]
Aren't you going to...? [Going to do what? Stupidly, he blinked rapidly as he realized what he actually said. Dazed by everything being a first for him, he still managed to cling to that clever and insightful half to at least understand what she'd been doing so happily. Lifting one hand from the soft blanket he'd created beneath them, he took in a deep breath to steady himself and, quite sullenly, wrapped his fingers around his length with some hesitance.]
I... this. I wanted you to take... this in your mouth.
[This he says. How precious! He can't even say it! How cute. Her cute Kisuke. Ishtar giggles in delight as her kisses trail purposefully to where he holds his erection. Her lips planting affection on his knuckles as he holds himself steady.
Only after lovingly doting on him in such a fashion does she take his cockhead between her lips. Warm, wet heat encompasses him as she grants his wish with no more preamble. Though Ishtar is absolutely making sure to make eye contact when she does it. She wants to see his precious, honest reaction. Whether he winces from the overwhelming feeling, sighs from the relief — it doesn't matter. She'll drink it all in.
Though she finds herself interested in the taste. If not the actual flavor, then instead the layers brought to it with her being more in-tune with the exchange of magical energy and what it means when coming him when he's like this.]
[He told himself that the clinical words he'd known didn't fit the same space as a beautiful woman's praise, none the less her lust. The dirtier words, often reserved for those close-spaced hunches around a cooking pot in a hut, didn't fit the grade of Ishtar's company either. No, it was better to pretend he didn't even know the words existed.
Even if, in the moment, she was embodying that lewd discourse simply by meeting his eyes. As she had before, she used it to see into him and something made him still not simply because she was intimidating in how free she was with her lust but because of how it felt. When she kissed him earlier, it planted that seed--wondering how she'd feel. How warm would she be if she kissed him elsewhere?
Entirely unguarded, he began taking in soft breaths in a hollow attempt at being as quiet as possible not to his his arousal but because the sound of her lips and tongue lavishing his tip with warmth slick attention had been more than a little pleasing to his ears. He couldn't pry his eyes from hers, his fingers grasping the cottony-texture of his spell as if for purchase. She'd find, as easily as he unraveled, the amount of energy she took from him had been enough to flood a river.]
[Passionately loud is how she smothers him with her adoration. Caring not if the sounds of her adoration make it to other ears. For now he is her subject and she will drown him in all of her. Which means she intends to grace him with more than just her mouth.
For now, though, Isthar grabs one of the hands he props himself up with, and rests it on her head. She wants to feel him more. To know his shy touch and to feel how overwhelmed he gets even if it means pulling her hair. She waits for that new position to settle before moving her head with a bit more vigor. Bobbing down half of his length before pulling back as she sucks on him earnestly.
In this moment he is hers just as much as she is his. Ishtar is fascinated with him, and takes to him like one would take to a raked pile of leaves. Or a mound of snow. She wishes to take his pristine features and twist them with delight. With pleasure. The goddess wants him sated and gasping with her name breathed out in labored pants on his lips.]
[Bit by bit, his imagination ceased all attempts at preparing him for what he could have expected. Ishtar had lulled him into her embrace and drawn him to his back with such ease that he scarcely remembered the transition to the bed of his kido, only dimly realizing it was comfortable to rest atop and for Ishtar's petite frame to hug the interior of his thighs. She was a pleasant weight on his legs and more pleasant as the moments passed with her lips and tongue slipped around him almost with delicacy at first. When she began to move and teach him what the inside of her mouth could feel like, he took in a silent breath and held it, eyes glued to the scene.
His throat tightened when he felt his hips shift on impulse alone, worried she would find it unappealing or desperate. Instead, she wrapped those delicate fingers of hers around his wrist and guided it to her head, coaxing a sound from his lips, nearly gasped when the hum of her voice wrapped around him and treated him to the gentle vibration in the back of her mouth. The glisten of her saliva--he could see it on his shaft when her lips slid down it and he found himself weaving his fingers through her hair, startled by his own initiative.
Stiff to the point of pain, she soothed him so easily and Kisuke found the build-up to be sudden and overwhelming. His member throbbed, his arousal finding a swift peak. His other hand joined the first, forgetting the whole pretense of Ishtar's divinity in favor of the sea of her hair rolled over her back and his thighs and the arch of her pale, beautiful back. He had been staring right down the back of her thong thinking of her eyes when she kissed his stomach and lowered herself so she could let him wash his eyes over her. How he wondered how soft her backside was and if it was soft as her breasts when they brushed against him.]
G--Goddess... Ishtar!... [That gasp he'd been holding onto slipped from his lips quickly, almost becoming an apology as he recalled her name, almost choking when he felt his release come, spurting on her tongue. In a few moments, he'd loosen her fingers from her hair, realizing what he'd done only too late. He straightened his back, leaning back to rest on one hand, his eyes hazy with the lust she'd drenched him in to match the tiny rivulet of sweat touching his cheek.]
[The passion of his hold would sting her scalp. It would hold her in place as he spills himself in throbbing spurts. But did it hurt? No, not at all. In fact even as he lets go of her she still eagerly suckles at him. The flood of energy that comes from it... usually it shouldn't be so immediate, but the instant his release touches her tongue she feels energized. Refreshed. So until the last of him dribbles out she doesn't pull away from Kisuke's cock.
When he's complete she then pulls away to make sure he sees her swallowing before playfully showing him her empty mouth.]
[He'd been almost entirely still that whole time and even then, his shoulders rose and fell with each gasping breath, the feeling of coming right out of a marathon gradually lending him control of his thoughts and his awareness. He regained some of it even as Ishtar's lips and tongue urged his orgasm past the point of numbness so he'd realize it wasn't at all an accident. Even so, he took a moment.
It took him a moment to place his thoughts together, following Ishtar's eyes after searching her face for any sign that he'd caused some sort of offense only to find himself holding his breath once more. Recognition caught him and he fought down concern over the taste or the way he handled her hair. He forgot all of that when she opened her mouth so he could see the plump ring of her lips and the glisten of her tongue. It was all enough to make him hard once more. That was all she needed to do.]
[That gave him pause though, by all accounts, not at all for the reason she may have expected. He had only a scant few things on his mind those days. One of which was--]
Ah. I can't say I fully understand but was it a sort of experiment?
[If so, then his choice of career opportunities was looking great.]
Oh! No, not at all. My divinity requires a certain type of magical energy. Some consider it akin to their life-force. It gathers like osmosis in the body fluids. You have a surprisingly high concentration like this!
[More so than whatever form he typically takes. She wonders why?]
[He was trying to will his erection down but even a mundane discussion regarding a conversion of spiritual mass wasn't doing it--likely because his mind was slowly drifting to the natural conclusion of that suggestion she made.
Scratch that. Any drift into scientific terminology made him too, too relaxed!]
Um. Then, he must be skilled at concealing his spirit... [Don't look down.] I'm talented but normally there's no hiding it if you... can openly transfer... mana.
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Date: 2023-03-24 11:00 pm (UTC)You're... [He wanted to complain but she said she'd slept with... him. Nothing about him sent her running. If anything, she was almost eager to draw him to his knees and, before he knew it, she had. Their difference in height seemed to vanish.
His voice, somewhat heady, followed as he dizzily recalled something aloud while drinking in the sight of her lips.]
I was told... to be cautious of beautiful women that would devour me. [He swallowed.] Should I be?
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Date: 2023-03-24 11:38 pm (UTC)[He's on his knees now, and there are so many ways "devour me" can be taken. She could even just put on a show for him and enjoy his reaction if he'd like. While Ishtar waits for his answer she fills her time with caressing him. Cupping his face in her hands, moving them upward into his hair to massage his scalp. Any which way she can continue to touch him. To feel him.]
yep she's gonna get pampered fierce for being so sweet...
Date: 2023-03-25 01:37 am (UTC)He'd been ready for a great number of pains but gentleness was an unknown. Ishtar's offer drew a gentle gasp from him, wondering if his imagination painted the right picture.]
I don't know... but... d-devour you? [Out of all his little meticulous plans--he found nothing at all made him ready for that night.]
she's so sweet because she thinks he won't remember!!!!
Date: 2023-03-26 07:35 pm (UTC)[One hand falls back down to cup his cheek and keep his face still. Holding him for a moment as her thumb brushes affectionately at his bottom lip. While that happens she drags her tongue along his opposite cheek. Brief, but hot and full hunger. Though perhaps not the hunger that would have him fearing for his life.]
next time, extensively read his production notes!
Date: 2023-03-27 02:10 am (UTC)Moreover, he leaned back and his mouth snapped shut when he realized he'd grown stiff from that, the warmth of her body so close to his and the allure of her voice when she sought to corner him. Baggy as a soul reaper's robes were, some things simply didn't conceal well beneath them.]
SHE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SEE THE MANUAL
Date: 2023-03-27 02:48 am (UTC)[His gasp cuts an even sharper grin to her lips. Ishtar plants a kiss to his cheek before pulling back and looking down at the tented fabric between his legs. Unsure if she's moving too fast, she places one hand on his thigh and gently slides it inward — but only an inch. Better than just gripping him outright, she thinks.]
She needs to channel her inner nerd(Rin) and suss out where the academic material is in the store
Date: 2023-03-27 04:34 am (UTC)He hadn't realized his knees parted just at the gentlest ghost of her fingers over his thigh. He felt a couple of slender fingers touch his erection and he tried to collect his thoughts. All of it was too much to think about and letting himself sit back and simply feel it felt as if he'd swiftly lose whatever footing he had left. When he looked up, he was met with her ruby-red eyes once more and swallowed hard.]
I don't know a thing about... any of this. Is that alright...?
the 30% of rin she has is all Gem Thirst, sorry
Date: 2023-03-27 04:23 pm (UTC)[Gently she places her hand at his forehead and guides him to lay flat on his back. This will then have her straddling him more properly as she allows her knees to nestle on either side of Kisuke's hips.]
Have you had any fantasies, or would you rather just lose yourself? To forget yourself to bliss?
young kisuke now convinced that the 'horny single goddesses near you' ad was actually real
Date: 2023-03-27 04:55 pm (UTC)A few words escaped him at a time, almost hesitant to answer until he realized there was such a thin barrier between them.]
I... peeked on my instructor, once. She'd undone a student's sash with just her teeth?
[Among many, many other things.]
https://i.imgur.com/YNKwCnk.jpeg
Date: 2023-03-27 05:48 pm (UTC)The goddess leans in to nip at Kisuke's jaw before scooting back so she can get a better angle on his clothes. The goddess waves her hands to get his attention so he
can see how she hides them behind her back before she leans in to undo the fabric with her teeth.]
ok look this is art
Date: 2023-03-27 07:02 pm (UTC)He found himself blinking as Ishtar leaned forward quite effortlessly and, to her abundant confirmation, with no hands. Quite easily, she was setting herself apart from his instructor in presentation and, just as easily, talent. When she moved, she found the right way to undo his binding in one smooth motion. His eyes drew wider when she found the state of his fundoshi. His cheeks had cooked in the past moments but he felt heat rushing through the entirety of him with that labored reveal.]
Is there any point in checking if I'm dreaming?
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Date: 2023-03-27 11:31 pm (UTC)[Ishtar doesn't bother with her teeth for the fundoshi. She's feeling a little too impatient. Instead she lets the warmth radiating from him fill her. To fill her, and fill her, and fill and fill. She reflects that warmth and allows her hands follow the shape of his muscles as she allows her answer to sink in.
With all the cloth undone and peeled away she looks at him as his erection shows honestly just how interested Kisuke is. It's thrilling, but more than that it validates her. To be wanted to the point her partner is nearly paralyzed by it? Exquisite. Leaning in once more she places a gentle kiss on the muscle forming a V from his hip.]
dw casually logging me out and giving me nightmare AI captcha woah
Date: 2023-03-28 12:59 am (UTC)When she drew away that last scrap of cloth concealing him, he finally made another noise--a cracked little sound that sounded like the start of a word he didn't know how to finish. He reached up to cover his mouth, regretting how it left his lips. His stomach rose and sunk with each breath until he held it--the soft impression of her lips and the warmth of her breath leaving a whole new sensation that rose up as a very, very pointed question.]
Are you... going to use your mouth? [He hesitated, not at all certain what was the correct way to ask a goddess for what he wanted--the thing that, through her touch and his imagination made him so hard that he wasn't sure he'd last.]
wow, how rude
Date: 2023-03-28 03:05 am (UTC)[He's hesitant. Uncertain, and... well there's definitely something a little wrong if he's willing to just let her undress him and steal away his virginity on a rooftop. So why not? Why not humor this young man and grant every fantasy he could ever want?
While waiting for his response she peppers him with kisses. Little 'mwah's on his abs or a tiny nip of teeth at the crease where his legs meet his pelvis. Avoiding his stiff cock until he can get out just exactly how he'd like to be serviced.]
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Date: 2023-03-28 04:07 am (UTC)Aren't you going to...? [Going to do what? Stupidly, he blinked rapidly as he realized what he actually said. Dazed by everything being a first for him, he still managed to cling to that clever and insightful half to at least understand what she'd been doing so happily. Lifting one hand from the soft blanket he'd created beneath them, he took in a deep breath to steady himself and, quite sullenly, wrapped his fingers around his length with some hesitance.]
I... this. I wanted you to take... this in your mouth.
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Date: 2023-03-30 02:03 am (UTC)Only after lovingly doting on him in such a fashion does she take his cockhead between her lips. Warm, wet heat encompasses him as she grants his wish with no more preamble. Though Ishtar is absolutely making sure to make eye contact when she does it. She wants to see his precious, honest reaction. Whether he winces from the overwhelming feeling, sighs from the relief — it doesn't matter. She'll drink it all in.
Though she finds herself interested in the taste. If not the actual flavor, then instead the layers brought to it with her being more in-tune with the exchange of magical energy and what it means when coming him when he's like this.]
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Date: 2023-04-01 06:18 pm (UTC)Even if, in the moment, she was embodying that lewd discourse simply by meeting his eyes. As she had before, she used it to see into him and something made him still not simply because she was intimidating in how free she was with her lust but because of how it felt. When she kissed him earlier, it planted that seed--wondering how she'd feel. How warm would she be if she kissed him elsewhere?
Entirely unguarded, he began taking in soft breaths in a hollow attempt at being as quiet as possible not to his his arousal but because the sound of her lips and tongue lavishing his tip with warmth slick attention had been more than a little pleasing to his ears. He couldn't pry his eyes from hers, his fingers grasping the cottony-texture of his spell as if for purchase. She'd find, as easily as he unraveled, the amount of energy she took from him had been enough to flood a river.]
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Date: 2023-04-13 06:25 pm (UTC)For now, though, Isthar grabs one of the hands he props himself up with, and rests it on her head. She wants to feel him more. To know his shy touch and to feel how overwhelmed he gets even if it means pulling her hair. She waits for that new position to settle before moving her head with a bit more vigor. Bobbing down half of his length before pulling back as she sucks on him earnestly.
In this moment he is hers just as much as she is his. Ishtar is fascinated with him, and takes to him like one would take to a raked pile of leaves. Or a mound of snow. She wishes to take his pristine features and twist them with delight. With pleasure. The goddess wants him sated and gasping with her name breathed out in labored pants on his lips.]
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Date: 2023-04-15 02:26 am (UTC)His throat tightened when he felt his hips shift on impulse alone, worried she would find it unappealing or desperate. Instead, she wrapped those delicate fingers of hers around his wrist and guided it to her head, coaxing a sound from his lips, nearly gasped when the hum of her voice wrapped around him and treated him to the gentle vibration in the back of her mouth. The glisten of her saliva--he could see it on his shaft when her lips slid down it and he found himself weaving his fingers through her hair, startled by his own initiative.
Stiff to the point of pain, she soothed him so easily and Kisuke found the build-up to be sudden and overwhelming. His member throbbed, his arousal finding a swift peak. His other hand joined the first, forgetting the whole pretense of Ishtar's divinity in favor of the sea of her hair rolled over her back and his thighs and the arch of her pale, beautiful back. He had been staring right down the back of her thong thinking of her eyes when she kissed his stomach and lowered herself so she could let him wash his eyes over her. How he wondered how soft her backside was and if it was soft as her breasts when they brushed against him.]
G--Goddess... Ishtar!... [That gasp he'd been holding onto slipped from his lips quickly, almost becoming an apology as he recalled her name, almost choking when he felt his release come, spurting on her tongue. In a few moments, he'd loosen her fingers from her hair, realizing what he'd done only too late. He straightened his back, leaning back to rest on one hand, his eyes hazy with the lust she'd drenched him in to match the tiny rivulet of sweat touching his cheek.]
I didn't mean to... Did I hurt you?
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Date: 2023-04-15 05:01 pm (UTC)When he's complete she then pulls away to make sure he sees her swallowing before playfully showing him her empty mouth.]
Oh my, that was fun.
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Date: 2023-04-16 12:15 am (UTC)It took him a moment to place his thoughts together, following Ishtar's eyes after searching her face for any sign that he'd caused some sort of offense only to find himself holding his breath once more. Recognition caught him and he fought down concern over the taste or the way he handled her hair. He forgot all of that when she opened her mouth so he could see the plump ring of her lips and the glisten of her tongue. It was all enough to make him hard once more. That was all she needed to do.]
You're this fond of me?
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Date: 2023-04-16 12:46 am (UTC)[Her expression twists as she searches for the right words that won't break the mood or give him the wrong idea.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 01:19 am (UTC)He had only a scant few things on his mind those days. One of which was--]
Ah. I can't say I fully understand but was it a sort of experiment?
[If so, then his choice of career opportunities was looking great.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 01:35 am (UTC)[More so than whatever form he typically takes. She wonders why?]
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Date: 2023-04-16 03:02 am (UTC)Scratch that. Any drift into scientific terminology made him too, too relaxed!]
Um. Then, he must be skilled at concealing his spirit... [Don't look down.] I'm talented but normally there's no hiding it if you... can openly transfer... mana.
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