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[knowmyplace]

She's already having an effect on him and he feels himself grow harder under her touch. It doesn't help that he's still imagining her shackled and bound.

"To twist and move to my wants, yes. But this isn't about me, is it?"

[weirdnecro]

She could feel him grow harder against her skin, and she offered a low, happy sigh.

"Well, isn't it? This is me doing things to you, pleasing you?"

She gently pressed her hands against his shoulders.

"Pleasing each other? Perhaps...having crawling on my knees for you would be for both of us. Mm?"

[knowmyplace]

He cups her face with one hand, taking her chin in his fingers, and leans forward to kiss her. "Now you really are teasing me."

[weirdnecro]

She laughed quietly, not denying it at all. But she did go quiet for the kiss. Even if she did nip at his lips.

[knowmyplace]

He sighs and raises his hips against her. "You are killing me," he murmurs, his other hand reaching down to guide her hips.

[weirdnecro]

"It's so fun to tease you." She murmured back, letting him guide her back to where they both wanted.

[knowmyplace]

He raises up, guiding himself inside of her, just slowly rocking his hips up against her. "I think it's more fun not to," he says with a playful little pout, as much as he can manage with a happy sigh.

[weirdnecro]

Sokie offered a shivery little sigh, pressing her chest against him so she could rock her hips down against him. "Oh? Should I be silent?"

She gave his shoulder a little nip. "Only chanting your name? Would it help, signore?"

[knowmyplace]

He doesn't mind the easy pace, enjoying the gentle rock of her weight on him, enjoying the tightness around him. "If you're going to bite me, then do it," he mutters. He's free of marks at the moment, but it's not uncommon to see bite marks along his shoulders along with the scars.

[weirdnecro]

It's a good pace. A seeming lazy one to start. "All right." Her words come out quiet, and she bares her teeth, before biting him in earnest.

She wasn't a cat, but she did try to make the bite hurt.

[knowmyplace]

He cries out in blissful shock, pushing up harder into her as he does. He shudders, one hand going to her hair, pulling sharply as he swears in soft Italian.

[weirdnecro]

She offered a gasping little moan at the sharp movement, and she bucked her hips and jerked her body against him.

She licked at his skin, before biting him again, beside the other bite mark.

[knowmyplace]

He cries out again, keeping her close, merciless as he drives himself into her again and again.

"Just like that," he mutters, the pain arcing through his shoulders. "You make it hurt so - delightfully."

[weirdnecro]

"Mm, well, I'll make sure to keep doing it. But do you also want...?"

She let go of him with her teeth, only to try to rake down his sides with her nails, digging in.

[knowmyplace]

He shudders out a breath, feeling her nails against the scars along his ribs. "Say it," he mutters.

[weirdnecro]

"Me to scratch your body up so I can soothe it later." She murmured into his ear, pressing their bodies together.

[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.