[ A gentle, pleased hum that hitches a little at claws against skin; she shifts a little bit to help them get at the buttons of her pants, even as she starts working at the top button of their shirt, tracing one finger down the center of their chest.
It's—very odd, actually, to get emotional intimacy mixed in with her physical intimacy after all these years (ever?), but it's not... bad, actually? Well. New experiences. ]
[ Ruby only really manages to pull her pants halfway off before whining at her touch and breaking the kiss. Their gaze seems to become unfocused again, and they forcefully roll their hips up against hers, repeatedly whine-mumbling the word "mine" under their breath. ]
[ Just so she can have her legs free, she kicks herself out of her pants, and adjusts her legs to get one of her knees up right between their thighs, pressing hard against them. ]
Their heart actually just skips a beat (non-fatally for once in their life) and they go bright red at hearing her say that, and they just sort of grin in a dopey-but-also-sort-of-predatory way. There's a throaty pleased growl as they rut against her knee - they're definitely hard, straining against the fabric of their pants. ]
She shrugs herself out of her blazer, too, and this time moves one of her hands to rub against them, too, dragging a thumb up over the outline of their cock while starting to unbutton their pants with the other. ]
[ The touch isn't a new sensation, but it's always a surprising one to them, as few times as it's happened, and it elicits a needy, strained whine. They buck up against her hand, one of their own reaching up to ghost fingertips against her ribcage. ]
[ Ah, that's good; her fingers press more firmly against them while she drags the zipper down to get better access, knuckles over fabric.
When they reach up to touch her, though, she stiffens, just a little, because for the second time in as many days she's played herself again as far as things she really didn't want to bother explaining? because, there's absolutely some negative space there under the fabric of her blouse where it shouldn't be. ]
[ for once she actually seems really caught off-balance and jerks back, landing on her ass, and looks—embarrassed, maybe sorta kinda, one of her arms reflexively covering her midsection. ]
[ she snorts, but is apparently satisfied with that answer, because she goes ahead to unbutton her blouse the rest of the way and shifting to sit back up on her knees. ]
[ under normal circumstances, they'd be able to respond in kind with something appropriately deity-like - but here and now, especially with Paloma pulling them like that, all they manage is a breathy moan. trembling and blushing furiously, they cover their mouth with a hand and break eye contact. ]
she runs a finger lightly along their jawline and under their chin, in a "hey, look at me" sort of gesture, and her other hand drifts down to rest on their inner thigh. ]
Let me know how you'd like to receive your tribute.
[ and with that she tilts their face up with her hand to kiss them again, while her other hand gives a swift and deliberate yank down at their pants, so she can run her hands over skin instead of fabric. ]
[ they're cut off by a groan, though, hands going still for a moment while they shudder against her leg. with renewed vigour, they finally manage to get her top undone, immediately leaning forward to just like
[ her head tilts back, and she makes a low sigh from the back of her throat, kind of unusually needy in tone, and smooths her hands up their thighs, thumbs trailing along the inside of their legs.
...there's little trails of glowing dots across her skin that weren't there before, across her collarbones and down her sides. ]
[ oh. that's a nice sound, and they growl sort of involuntarily while they stare at the dots and idly grind against her leg, a bit lost in thought -
and then they kiss their way down along them before reaching her breasts, where they take her bra in their teeth and growl but voluntarily this time. ]
...why does she find the growling so hot. is she just attracted to "feral" or something. but she grabs them by the shoulders, tugging them down more against her, nails digging into skin. ]
If you're thinking of tearing it off me, definitely don't hesitate on my account—
[ oh, now the growl is involuntary. their eyes wide and their tail whipping dangerously behind them, they gnash their teeth, shredding the fabric enough that when they yank their head back it falls apart entirely. ]
their blush deepens again and they sort of just come to a slow stop, blinking with a sort of vapid smile on their face while they try to squirm to help her get their clothes off. ]
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day 189, evening
Date: January 5th, 2020 08:07 am (UTC)Mm—
[ A gentle, pleased hum that hitches a little at claws against skin; she shifts a little bit to help them get at the buttons of her pants, even as she starts working at the top button of their shirt, tracing one finger down the center of their chest.
It's—very odd, actually, to get emotional intimacy mixed in with her physical intimacy after all these years (ever?), but it's not... bad, actually? Well. New experiences. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 6th, 2020 06:30 am (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 6th, 2020 07:36 am (UTC)[ Just so she can have her legs free, she kicks herself out of her pants, and adjusts her legs to get one of her knees up right between their thighs, pressing hard against them. ]
Better?
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 6th, 2020 07:54 am (UTC)Their heart actually just skips a beat (non-fatally for once in their life) and they go bright red at hearing her say that, and they just sort of grin in a dopey-but-also-sort-of-predatory way. There's a throaty pleased growl as they rut against her knee - they're definitely hard, straining against the fabric of their pants. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 6th, 2020 07:17 pm (UTC)She shrugs herself out of her blazer, too, and this time moves one of her hands to rub against them, too, dragging a thumb up over the outline of their cock while starting to unbutton their pants with the other. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 03:33 am (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 05:03 am (UTC)When they reach up to touch her, though, she stiffens, just a little, because for the second time in as many days she's played herself again as far as things she really didn't want to bother explaining? because, there's absolutely some negative space there under the fabric of her blouse where it shouldn't be. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:28 am (UTC)????
??????
they stop for a moment, and then
just dig their fingers into it. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:34 am (UTC)Hey what the fuck.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:36 am (UTC)What iiis it! I wanna know, I wanna know!
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:45 am (UTC)[ hey the mortifying ordeal of being known SUCKS actually,
she hunches over a little, which is posture that looks very odd in contrast to how she carries herself normally, and then huffs lightly. ]
...you're not going to let this go until you know, are you.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:48 am (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 06:55 am (UTC)Aaaaaaaaaaaa fine.
[ she takes a deep breath and undoes the bottom few buttons of her blouse, and there's just like
a hole that goes all the way through, maybe an inch wide???
it doesn't seem to be an injury so much as something missing. ]
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 09:58 am (UTC)...Is it symbolic or literal?
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 01:23 pm (UTC)...that’s where my soul should be.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 01:26 pm (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 01:55 pm (UTC)It’s not like I can prove it, but it’s... unsettling and besides—
...touching someone there is considered really intimate.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 02:09 pm (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 22nd, 2020 02:26 pm (UTC)[ she squares her shoulders, fixing her posture to be a little more dignified. ]
Just don’t stick things in it, that’s weird.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 23rd, 2020 07:18 am (UTC)Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 23rd, 2020 07:28 am (UTC)Now, where were we.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 28th, 2020 12:16 pm (UTC)Ummm, you were telling me how wonderful and cute I am and how you'll like, never even think of having any other gods before me?
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 28th, 2020 06:38 pm (UTC)[ and listen, she can do this entirely and bloody-mindedly straight-faced as she reaches forward to pull them in by the lapels: ]
Luna Pelagia, cutest and loveliest among laars, patron of BARiTONES, bless this thy servant with thy holy presence.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 29th, 2020 12:21 pm (UTC)Fuck.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: January 29th, 2020 07:16 pm (UTC)she runs a finger lightly along their jawline and under their chin, in a "hey, look at me" sort of gesture, and her other hand drifts down to rest on their inner thigh. ]
Let me know how you'd like to receive your tribute.
Re: day 189, evening
Date: February 14th, 2020 07:40 am (UTC)Y-you can, like --
[ and then, after a deep breath accompanied by a rumble in their chest: ]
I-I demand that you touch me, to start with! Worship every part of my body, with all the adoration you can muster!
Re: day 189, evening
Date: February 14th, 2020 11:34 pm (UTC)[ and with that she tilts their face up with her hand to kiss them again, while her other hand gives a swift and deliberate yank down at their pants, so she can run her hands over skin instead of fabric. ]
day 267, impocalypse watch party
Date: August 20th, 2020 03:11 am (UTC)Should I call you that more...?
[ lightly teasing, shifting to slot her leg between theirs. ]
Re: day 267, impocalypse watch party
Date: September 17th, 2020 06:59 am (UTC)[ they're cut off by a groan, though, hands going still for a moment while they shudder against her leg. with renewed vigour, they finally manage to get her top undone, immediately leaning forward to just like
bite at her collarbone. gently! sort of gently. ]
i can respond to this two months late if i want to ok
Date: November 17th, 2020 11:26 pm (UTC)...there's little trails of glowing dots across her skin that weren't there before, across her collarbones and down her sides. ]
and i can respond one month - 6 days late
Date: December 11th, 2020 10:52 am (UTC)and then they kiss their way down along them before reaching her breasts, where they take her bra in their teeth and growl but voluntarily this time. ]
no subject
Date: December 11th, 2020 04:25 pm (UTC)...why does she find the growling so hot. is she just attracted to "feral" or something. but she grabs them by the shoulders, tugging them down more against her, nails digging into skin. ]
If you're thinking of tearing it off me, definitely don't hesitate on my account—
no subject
Date: January 19th, 2021 04:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: January 19th, 2021 04:13 am (UTC)Fuck, you're really hot—
[ and just pulls them down against her and starts working really hard at getting their bottoms off. ]
no subject
Date: April 9th, 2021 02:53 pm (UTC)their blush deepens again and they sort of just come to a slow stop, blinking with a sort of vapid smile on their face while they try to squirm to help her get their clothes off. ]