[ Iron. Metal. His blood doesn't taste any different from her own. It's harder to gain access to since he can heal so well, but still she marvels at the similar taste. He's supposed to be a devil and treats himself as such, yet his blood is just like hers. She'd laugh if she weren't too busy moaning and pressing herself tighter to him, if she weren't seizing his thigh between her own to grind against it as if in heat. ]
I'll sew it up...the shirt. I'll fix it, since I bought it.
[ She'll buy him a thousand shirts, at that! Ten for every one she ruins. She doesn't mind at all.
What she does mind, though, is how he's still holding back. She's ready to claw and bite and yet he speaks of pride and chasing after her. As much as she wants to climb over top him and bend him to her will, she's curious. Just how devilish will he truly be if she gives her full approval?
Curiosity wins out. She's yearned and wanted for so long that being chased by someone she wants is a quaint novelty. Her body's been yearned after by a number of disgusting humans, but knowing he wants her changes it all. There's excitement to it now, to the idea of being preyed upon. Her thighs quake under his circling motions while she clenches around nothing just thinking about it. ]
Then chase me.
[ Kaede laughs again and gives him a shove before skittering out of his lap and onto the bed. One of her hands fiddles with the zipper of her blood-smeared dress half in a taunt and half an invitation for him to undo it himself. Her throat feels suddenly dry, so she swallows and glazes her tongue across her lower lip before she can speak again. ]
[When he chuckled, rich and low, it was a means of letting off steam. Only embroiled in her embrace for a short time and he could already tell that Kaede's desires were the kind that flowed freely the moment she withdrew her discipline.
He'd still clung to some measure of modesty, not shy but cunning when it came to intimacy. There was no doubt in mind that, livid with lust, Kaede would have clung to him feverishly if he'd only just shoved her back against the wall but it was hardly the way he wanted her to experience him the first time. I want her to love every way I touch her had been that one lonesome thought as he'd murmured to that thin gap between them.
Leaving hot trails where his fingers played, he'd soaked in every quiver and twitch of her thighs, warmed by the slick heat fresh up to his knuckles. He'd teased her with one digit at first until he found she was ready for something more--plunging into her heat. The feel of her around just one finger made him stiff, his imagination offering that last spark of guidance it needed to make his discipline that much harder to adhere to.]
Already am, kitten. [She'd used those invisible hands of hers to tear him up and yet he'd been handling her like she'd crack--up until that point. He'd gasped in her ear, his other hand pulling her down on his hand forcefully, squeezing her ass with a sense of want he'd kept well-hidden to that point. He didn't need her dress off--not yet. For the moment? He could have that off any time. If anything, he quite liked the texture of it squeezed between her and those greedy fingers of his.]
Think I'd be too distracted by you scratching me up not to notice you rubbin' yourself raw on my thigh? [There was a mean grin on his face, hidden when he dipped, giving her cheek a gentle bite--a passing gesture of affection.]
[ She should've known better than to slide away. It was a foolish effort when he so easily snatched her back up. The brief reprieve from the sweltering heat of his body only gave her enough clarity to realize her error, then she was leaning on him again, pussy cradled in his palm, and gasping sharply from the sudden intrusion of his finger. It wasn't so much the size of the digit that surprised her so much as the ease with which it sank in. Worse, she could only imagine how more of them would feel. The indents his hand left in her ass cheek fed the fire beautifully, and she squeezed around him without hesitation.
The silk of her dress was suddenly the most irritating thing in the world. It brushed and scraped her and, most offensive of all, it kept her from feeling him on her bare skin. A prison of fine silk. Every breath felt shallow and tight just for the restriction around her breasts. Was that why she felt a fog around her thoughts?
Her gaze clouded over the longer she studied his face for any sign of mercy. She didn't know where to put her hands other than around his neck and up to hold his face on both sides. Kaede squeaked pitifully from both the bite and how expertly his finger wriggled inside her. Her hips moved on their own to coax it deeper and at a better angle to make her thighs shake. ]
Do you wan-nnnn-! [ Right there! She clenched around him again and leaned up to kiss him. Short and sweet. ]
[His lower lip fell, mouth hung open as a fiery warmth ran its current through. It wasn't the height he had on her that made him feel so in-control and quick to attack nearly as much as the honesty that reflected her every action. Sure, he was distracting in the moment, letting skillful fingers play a tune to rob her of her focus but he could tell she'd been starved. A bit of petting would only soothe her thirst for so long. Still, it made him happy to make her toes curl in the moment.
He'd answered her with a soft smile, dipping and sharing a gasp with her before taking her lips, satisfied with the taste of her voice. It made him shiver, knowing he had that effect. The knuckle of his thumb pressed into her clit at that same time, the slick sound of his fingers becoming loud enough he could hear it just over her breaths--even if not at all over her demands.]
You wanna think about me licking up the mess you're gonna make in my hand?
[He showed his tongue with a wink, half-tempted to kiss her again and make her terribly light-headed while he thrust his finger into her, savoring her warmth like honey.]
[ His fingers would be the death of her. She was certain of it. She'd seen how he handled weapons and instruments alike, but experiencing it firsthand was wholly different. Her ears burned from the slick sounds of his stirring her up and the attention to her clit. It was already hard for her to think, but he had to add the icing. He had to keep putting images in her head she couldn't brush off! ]
Maybe. I'll make a mess wherever I like on you. On your legs, your hand, your face... [ Kaede grumbled and bucked her hips again, her voice hoarser than before. ] You'll let me, won't you? Since you're clearly thinking about it.
[ She didn't give him a chance to answer. She leaned in again to scoop up his tongue between her lips and sucked on it slowly. Her eyes closed as she groaned, trembling in his lap. Her touch seemed gentle at first with her fingers sifting through his hair in relaxed strokes, but quickly they tightened and tangled in locks of white and her nails raked his scalp as if to make up for her lack of teeth. ]
Open invitation. [The presence of a smile was low in his voice, genuinely playful. He was easing off the brakes, so to speak, letting his deeper thoughts surface in little ways at first. While Kaede had loosed pressure all at once and made him pay a delightful price for it, he'd handled her with deceptive tenderness, from the way he'd played between her thighs to the delicate, earnest way he'd kissed her.
She'd rewarded him every which way she could, touching him as if the steam valve she'd loosened had clamped up on everything she'd wanted and not just a scarce few things. She'd let her fingers speak and he'd savored it in silence, save for their mingling breaths and her voice vibrating in her throat when she'd taken his tongue. He gasped a little, stiff as a rod simply basking in those wanton displays of lust when that most prominent gesture from him had been a mitt squeezing her ass simply to savor the texture of her in his hand.]
Haaaa... [She had his tongue and so he couldn't say all the sweet, well-intended things he'd want. He'd eased out a breath once he started to lose his patience. The slick sound of his finger, coated in her arousal, became louder with renewed effort. Wetting himself with her enough to coat his palm, Dante thought of that distant look in her eyes and wondered to himself if she'd ever touched herself the way he'd been. The thought of spreading her legs and burying himself in the slick, coiling heat she'd squeezed even just one finger with was incredible on its own and so he'd started pumping it in her more swiftly--as if he were satisfying himself as much as he could as a distraction.]
[ The texture of his tongue was strange to her. It felt weird to her in a way she couldn't describe any other way than just that: weird. Yet, a shudder coursed through her from gliding her own over it. Her legs felt even wobblier than before despite his strong hold on her, and she whined against his mouth as one of his sharper teeth nicked her tongue from her own carelessness. The whimper faded as quickly as the sting but still she leaned back enough to catch her breath. She sorely needed it with his quicker pace.
At first, she clung to his shoulder with one hand and groped at his chest with the other. Her thumb pressed against his nipple, brushed over it, in her half-assed attempt to give him back something. He was driving her nuts to the point where her whole frame started to squirm in rhythm with her grinding hips, but something still gnawed at her.
Another gasp, and Kaede shoved the bodice of her dress down toward her waist. ]
There...better. [ Barely. Her chest's freedom didn't let her breathe deeper but it did give her another place to turn her attention. She could give him a show while riding his hand, she figured. She squeezed and massaged one breast to tick herself further and further over the edge. Her thoughts blurred together yet she had enough sense left over to grin up at him. Bolder still, her hand dropped down from her chest to stroke along the front of his pants. ]
What're you gonna do to me after this? From now on? Since you don't gotta hold back anymore?
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Date: 2026-03-12 01:31 am (UTC)I'll sew it up...the shirt. I'll fix it, since I bought it.
[ She'll buy him a thousand shirts, at that! Ten for every one she ruins. She doesn't mind at all.
What she does mind, though, is how he's still holding back. She's ready to claw and bite and yet he speaks of pride and chasing after her. As much as she wants to climb over top him and bend him to her will, she's curious. Just how devilish will he truly be if she gives her full approval?
Curiosity wins out. She's yearned and wanted for so long that being chased by someone she wants is a quaint novelty. Her body's been yearned after by a number of disgusting humans, but knowing he wants her changes it all. There's excitement to it now, to the idea of being preyed upon. Her thighs quake under his circling motions while she clenches around nothing just thinking about it. ]
Then chase me.
[ Kaede laughs again and gives him a shove before skittering out of his lap and onto the bed. One of her hands fiddles with the zipper of her blood-smeared dress half in a taunt and half an invitation for him to undo it himself. Her throat feels suddenly dry, so she swallows and glazes her tongue across her lower lip before she can speak again. ]
Show me how bad you really are, why don't you?
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Date: 2026-03-16 07:17 pm (UTC)He'd still clung to some measure of modesty, not shy but cunning when it came to intimacy. There was no doubt in mind that, livid with lust, Kaede would have clung to him feverishly if he'd only just shoved her back against the wall but it was hardly the way he wanted her to experience him the first time. I want her to love every way I touch her had been that one lonesome thought as he'd murmured to that thin gap between them.
Leaving hot trails where his fingers played, he'd soaked in every quiver and twitch of her thighs, warmed by the slick heat fresh up to his knuckles. He'd teased her with one digit at first until he found she was ready for something more--plunging into her heat. The feel of her around just one finger made him stiff, his imagination offering that last spark of guidance it needed to make his discipline that much harder to adhere to.]
Already am, kitten. [She'd used those invisible hands of hers to tear him up and yet he'd been handling her like she'd crack--up until that point. He'd gasped in her ear, his other hand pulling her down on his hand forcefully, squeezing her ass with a sense of want he'd kept well-hidden to that point. He didn't need her dress off--not yet. For the moment? He could have that off any time. If anything, he quite liked the texture of it squeezed between her and those greedy fingers of his.]
Think I'd be too distracted by you scratching me up not to notice you rubbin' yourself raw on my thigh? [There was a mean grin on his face, hidden when he dipped, giving her cheek a gentle bite--a passing gesture of affection.]
Not that I'm tellin' you to stop.
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Date: 2026-03-16 11:43 pm (UTC)The silk of her dress was suddenly the most irritating thing in the world. It brushed and scraped her and, most offensive of all, it kept her from feeling him on her bare skin. A prison of fine silk. Every breath felt shallow and tight just for the restriction around her breasts. Was that why she felt a fog around her thoughts?
Her gaze clouded over the longer she studied his face for any sign of mercy. She didn't know where to put her hands other than around his neck and up to hold his face on both sides. Kaede squeaked pitifully from both the bite and how expertly his finger wriggled inside her. Her hips moved on their own to coax it deeper and at a better angle to make her thighs shake. ]
Do you wan-nnnn-! [ Right there! She clenched around him again and leaned up to kiss him. Short and sweet. ]
Open your mouth...stick out your tongue.
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Date: 2026-03-17 04:12 am (UTC)He'd answered her with a soft smile, dipping and sharing a gasp with her before taking her lips, satisfied with the taste of her voice. It made him shiver, knowing he had that effect. The knuckle of his thumb pressed into her clit at that same time, the slick sound of his fingers becoming loud enough he could hear it just over her breaths--even if not at all over her demands.]
You wanna think about me licking up the mess you're gonna make in my hand?
[He showed his tongue with a wink, half-tempted to kiss her again and make her terribly light-headed while he thrust his finger into her, savoring her warmth like honey.]
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Date: 2026-03-17 05:04 am (UTC)Maybe. I'll make a mess wherever I like on you. On your legs, your hand, your face... [ Kaede grumbled and bucked her hips again, her voice hoarser than before. ] You'll let me, won't you? Since you're clearly thinking about it.
[ She didn't give him a chance to answer. She leaned in again to scoop up his tongue between her lips and sucked on it slowly. Her eyes closed as she groaned, trembling in his lap. Her touch seemed gentle at first with her fingers sifting through his hair in relaxed strokes, but quickly they tightened and tangled in locks of white and her nails raked his scalp as if to make up for her lack of teeth. ]
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Date: 2026-03-19 02:47 pm (UTC)She'd rewarded him every which way she could, touching him as if the steam valve she'd loosened had clamped up on everything she'd wanted and not just a scarce few things. She'd let her fingers speak and he'd savored it in silence, save for their mingling breaths and her voice vibrating in her throat when she'd taken his tongue. He gasped a little, stiff as a rod simply basking in those wanton displays of lust when that most prominent gesture from him had been a mitt squeezing her ass simply to savor the texture of her in his hand.]
Haaaa... [She had his tongue and so he couldn't say all the sweet, well-intended things he'd want. He'd eased out a breath once he started to lose his patience. The slick sound of his finger, coated in her arousal, became louder with renewed effort. Wetting himself with her enough to coat his palm, Dante thought of that distant look in her eyes and wondered to himself if she'd ever touched herself the way he'd been. The thought of spreading her legs and burying himself in the slick, coiling heat she'd squeezed even just one finger with was incredible on its own and so he'd started pumping it in her more swiftly--as if he were satisfying himself as much as he could as a distraction.]
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Date: 2026-03-19 06:30 pm (UTC)At first, she clung to his shoulder with one hand and groped at his chest with the other. Her thumb pressed against his nipple, brushed over it, in her half-assed attempt to give him back something. He was driving her nuts to the point where her whole frame started to squirm in rhythm with her grinding hips, but something still gnawed at her.
Another gasp, and Kaede shoved the bodice of her dress down toward her waist. ]
There...better. [ Barely. Her chest's freedom didn't let her breathe deeper but it did give her another place to turn her attention. She could give him a show while riding his hand, she figured. She squeezed and massaged one breast to tick herself further and further over the edge. Her thoughts blurred together yet she had enough sense left over to grin up at him. Bolder still, her hand dropped down from her chest to stroke along the front of his pants. ]
What're you gonna do to me after this? From now on? Since you don't gotta hold back anymore?