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[knowmyplace]

He parts his lips, the gasp hanging just there before he kisses her. "If the lady wishes my blood, then who am I to deny you?" he murmurs.

[weirdnecro]

"Only if you wish to tease me." She murmured against his mouth, nuzzling him, before making to scratch him again. She wanted to hear him gasp again.

[knowmyplace]

He rocks against her, his movements getting deeper and harder, though he keeps an agonizingly slow pace. The scratches leave welts and open the skin, making him shudder and, not only gasp, but moan. "I would never..."

[weirdnecro]

"Never? Never." She laughed, the noise coming deep in her chest as she rocked with him, shuddering. The slow pace was such a sweet torment.

So she had to lean in, and give his shoulder a harsh bite, trying to break skin and leave bruises.

[knowmyplace]

He cries out again, holding tightly to her, fingers digging into her back, his nails raking across her skin. "Christ," he swears, his feet pressed against the bottom of the tub.

"I certainly won't last for you like this."

[weirdnecro]

She gasped against his skin, and let go of him with her teeth. She could feel herself shiver happily from the sensation on her back.

"I'm pushing you hard, again." She pressed her lips against his cheek.

It was tempting to bite him again, to make him cry out.

"Want me to ease up...? Or should I...push a little more
..?"

Her fingers grazed over his welts. She couldn't help it.

[knowmyplace]

He shakes his head. "Don't stop," he pants, turning his keening whine into a proper plea. "Don't - "

[weirdnecro]

"I won't stop." She told him, nuzzling him, before nipping his ear. Her voice was a low purr, and her fingers dragged over his skin.

But her hips started moving more urgently, and she offered a low, eager growl. "Here, let me-"

[knowmyplace]

He leans his head back against the tub and lets her lead. He knows that he won't last, can't last, and he grips her tightly, his fingers white as he shudders.

[weirdnecro]

Sokie settled in for moving her hips hard and steady, biting Iago on the neck. Her breaths were coming thick and fast, and she wanted to feel, hear him lose it.

Have her scratch up her skin from it. Some days, they could be gentler to each other. But not today.

[knowmyplace]

He rakes his fingers across her back as he comes, feet pressed against the tub. He groans out her name with a shudder.

[weirdnecro]

She shivered, closing her eyes and kissing the latest bite, before slowly lifting her head. Gently, she kissed his neck, up to jaw and cheek.

Her grip gentled, and she rubbed his shoulders, letting him come back to earth.

[knowmyplace]

He leans back, sinking into the water a bit more. "You are a demon," he grumbles, but pulls himself from her. "And I would return the favor."

[weirdnecro]

She helped him pull out, and moved to sit carefully on his thighs- though she did start shifting her hips so she could free his legs.

"You say that as if you don't like it." She snorted, and leaned in for a light kiss. "No rush, dear wag."

[knowmyplace]

"At least heal me so I do not drip blood on your floor," he teases.

[weirdnecro]

"Of course I will." She laughed quietly, bringing up a hand. "I'd hate for you to limp out of here when I was so light on you."

[knowmyplace]

He laughs.

"Is that where your magic comes from? Your hands? It is no wonder I adore them," he says gently.

[weirdnecro]

"Magic hand jokes? Really?" Her voice was gentle as she stroked his cheek. "You know your hands can be just as magical, in the right spot."

[knowmyplace]

He closes his eyes at the touch. "I intend on showing you, once we're out of the water."

[weirdnecro]

"Is that right." She smiled. "But you'd like to stay in the water a little longer?"

[knowmyplace]

"No," he decides. "It's getting cold." He reaches up and places his hand over hers.

[weirdnecro]

She nodded, and let a rush of healing magic go through him, over the bites, the scratches. All the discomfort was taken away, and there was a moment of itchiness, before the heat dwindled.

"All right. There. Not a mark or bit of blood from my playing around."

[knowmyplace]

He takes her hand and kisses it.

"Now, to the bed," he laughs. "Once I'm dry."

[weirdnecro]

"Mmhmm, of course. Or the chair closest or whatever surface suits."

She leaned back to unplug the tub.

[knowmyplace]

"Oh no, I have a plan for you," he mutters, standing up and grabbing the nearest towel. "Allow me my fantasies."