His grin is soft and adoring, chuckling lowly as she takes his face in her hand, arches and protests like a cat being pushed from its favorite spot. He's not used to being the focus of so much attention and pleasure. Her nip at his lip pulls a pleased hum from him that only deepens when she squirms up against him.
For a moment he's worried he's crossed a line when she protests his rules, but it quickly turns to deeper arousal when it's clear she's enjoying the game of it. It's too soon for him to really be able to truly harden again, but that doesn't stop him from moaning as she presses his length to her thigh.
"I have to wait my turn but you get to be impatient?" he asks, quirking a brow at her before he starts kissing a line down toward her navel. "You, madame pirate, do not play fair." Which he punctuates with gentle nips on the soft skin of her stomach. He wants to sit back, just look at her endlessly, but now's not the time. Instead, he lets his hand dip lower, running lightly over her opening, breathing in sharply at how hot and wet she is.
"Does it feel better without your clothes?" he murmurs before he sucks against the skin of her thigh, nose trailing close to her thatch of hair. His free hand trails back up to her breast, and he's curious how long it will take before she shorts out from pleasure.
Just the sight of him kissing low on her stomach is enough to pull a little whimper of anticipation out of her, the fingers in his hair tensing enough to tug gently as she does her very best to look disapproving.
"I thought pirates weren't supposed to play fair," she counters in a ragged, soft voice before the hand he teases her entrance with makes her squirm and whimper again. Just as she moves to get closer to that touch he slides his hand back up to her breast, making her bite her lower lip to stifle a noise of objection, her eyes still fixed on his face as his mouth teases the flesh of her inner thigh.
The hand not in his hair covers his as it curves over her breast, breathing out a moan in response to that last question of his. The awareness of how close his mouth is to her heat is almost enough to drive her as mad as how he's touching her. "It feels so good," Aerith manages, jumping slightly as she feels the bridge of his nose brushing perilously close to where she wants to feel him most.
He hums, partly in pleasure at the tug on his hair, and partly in amused response to her assertion about pirates. Her low, ragged voice and the way she whimpers are so decadently beautiful. So is the way she can't sit still, constantly needing to touch him back.
"You don't want me to play fair," he murmurs as he lets up from what he's doing, looking up long enough to meet her gaze and grin before nuzzling his noise against her stomach, her pelvis, her thatch--
His free hand comes to part her lower lips, and he presses his tongue broad against her opening, moving it up until he reaches her clit. He circles it once, twice, letting her bask in the feeling before he moves lower again, slowly moving across her opening before easing into her and back out. His hands shift to hold her hips, angling her legs to wrap around him. His chest feels like it will burst with pride and adoration at how beautifully she's reacting, and he digs his fingers a little tighter, humming so she can feel it in her cunt.
Her eyes go wide as she watches his head duck lower, the feel of his fingers as he parts her slick folds making the muscles of her thighs tense in anticipation.
"I don't," she agrees in a thin whisper drawn tight with suspense, still looking after him until the soft pressure of his tongue as he lathes it along her exposed center makes her sink against the bed with a long, low moan.
"No wonder you liked this so much," the brush of his tongue is wildly, blissfully different from the touch of his hand or his cock, and as he eases it inside her, the sensation makes her cry out. Just as she moves her legs, her inner thighs grazing the sides of his face as she reminds herself not to wrap around him too tightly, he hums against her and she lost in the feeling, shivering against the bed with another moan. "Balthier, I won't be able to, I can't..."
Hearing her moan sends bliss and heat straight back down to his cock, and he knows right then that he will never tire of hearing her undone that way. He loves the way her legs tighten around him, the way she's losing her will and shuddering under his touch.
Her warning is nothing but encouragement, and he holds her a little tighter, pressing his tongue in deeper and beginning to move faster, humming in pleasure as her folds start to ripple around him, her body squirming as she makes more beautiful sounds. His heart feels so full it's nearly painful, and the only thought in his head is how much he loves this perfect woman.
She can feel his tongue slide inside her again and her shoulders press back against the bed, back arching as she cries out his name. The hand in his hair tenses, pulling at it as her free one moves, first to ball a fist in the blankets beneath her as she shudders from the way he quickens the rhythm of his tongue.
"Balthier," she pants, thighs tensing as she lets the blankets go in favor of cupping her breast, catching her nipple between two of her fingers, egging on the climax building within her. "It feels," her body goes tense, toes curling as her thighs squeeze against him, crying out loudly as her orgasm rushes through her.
Hearing her cry his name like this makes his whole body shudder, moan buzzing through him as his tongue plows deeper. He can feel arousal stirring in him again, and when he notices her cupping her breast, he moves one hand to the other, keen to give her so much sensation she can't think.
It hardly takes any time, and he inhales sharply as she tightens around him, pressing through her orgasm until she starts to relax. He gives her one last good lathe of his tongue before letting her go, eyes bright and breath heavy, grinning smittenly as he moves to lean over her, gently sliding a knuckle over her face and his fingers into her hair. "You are perfect," he purrs, eyes trying to take in all of her before he bends down to plant light kisses on her brow, her forehead, her cheekbones, her nose, and then finding her lips again.
Her thighs tingle, and she's sure the blankets beneath her feel somehow softer in the aftermath, still catching her breath when he moves over her and kisses her again. The taste of herself on his mouth sends a fresh pang of heat through her, leaving her shivering as she breathlessly returns the kiss.
"I love you," Aerith breathes, her fingers coming to brush his cheek as she presses light kisses against his mouth over and over. "I love you so much Balthier." And it's so much more than the way he made her feel just then. There's a sense of peace and contentment that comes with being with him that she doesn't know if she's ever had before.
He grins, the earnestness of that admission enough to make his eyes sting as he kisses her back, humming into one last deeper kiss before he nestles down against her, letting his weight drape over her stomach and his legs sprawl out between hers. "The feeling is mutual," he murmurs. He keeps pressing kisses the side of her face as he strokes her hair, sighing contentedly as his other arm shifts beneath her so he can pull them close.
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Date: 2023-03-21 02:48 am (UTC)For a moment he's worried he's crossed a line when she protests his rules, but it quickly turns to deeper arousal when it's clear she's enjoying the game of it. It's too soon for him to really be able to truly harden again, but that doesn't stop him from moaning as she presses his length to her thigh.
"I have to wait my turn but you get to be impatient?" he asks, quirking a brow at her before he starts kissing a line down toward her navel. "You, madame pirate, do not play fair." Which he punctuates with gentle nips on the soft skin of her stomach. He wants to sit back, just look at her endlessly, but now's not the time. Instead, he lets his hand dip lower, running lightly over her opening, breathing in sharply at how hot and wet she is.
"Does it feel better without your clothes?" he murmurs before he sucks against the skin of her thigh, nose trailing close to her thatch of hair. His free hand trails back up to her breast, and he's curious how long it will take before she shorts out from pleasure.
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Date: 2023-03-21 05:22 pm (UTC)"I thought pirates weren't supposed to play fair," she counters in a ragged, soft voice before the hand he teases her entrance with makes her squirm and whimper again. Just as she moves to get closer to that touch he slides his hand back up to her breast, making her bite her lower lip to stifle a noise of objection, her eyes still fixed on his face as his mouth teases the flesh of her inner thigh.
The hand not in his hair covers his as it curves over her breast, breathing out a moan in response to that last question of his. The awareness of how close his mouth is to her heat is almost enough to drive her as mad as how he's touching her. "It feels so good," Aerith manages, jumping slightly as she feels the bridge of his nose brushing perilously close to where she wants to feel him most.
"Now who's not playing fair?"
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Date: 2023-03-21 09:42 pm (UTC)"You don't want me to play fair," he murmurs as he lets up from what he's doing, looking up long enough to meet her gaze and grin before nuzzling his noise against her stomach, her pelvis, her thatch--
His free hand comes to part her lower lips, and he presses his tongue broad against her opening, moving it up until he reaches her clit. He circles it once, twice, letting her bask in the feeling before he moves lower again, slowly moving across her opening before easing into her and back out. His hands shift to hold her hips, angling her legs to wrap around him. His chest feels like it will burst with pride and adoration at how beautifully she's reacting, and he digs his fingers a little tighter, humming so she can feel it in her cunt.
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Date: 2023-03-21 10:42 pm (UTC)"I don't," she agrees in a thin whisper drawn tight with suspense, still looking after him until the soft pressure of his tongue as he lathes it along her exposed center makes her sink against the bed with a long, low moan.
"No wonder you liked this so much," the brush of his tongue is wildly, blissfully different from the touch of his hand or his cock, and as he eases it inside her, the sensation makes her cry out. Just as she moves her legs, her inner thighs grazing the sides of his face as she reminds herself not to wrap around him too tightly, he hums against her and she lost in the feeling, shivering against the bed with another moan. "Balthier, I won't be able to, I can't..."
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Date: 2023-03-22 03:40 am (UTC)Her warning is nothing but encouragement, and he holds her a little tighter, pressing his tongue in deeper and beginning to move faster, humming in pleasure as her folds start to ripple around him, her body squirming as she makes more beautiful sounds. His heart feels so full it's nearly painful, and the only thought in his head is how much he loves this perfect woman.
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Date: 2023-03-22 04:16 am (UTC)"Balthier," she pants, thighs tensing as she lets the blankets go in favor of cupping her breast, catching her nipple between two of her fingers, egging on the climax building within her. "It feels," her body goes tense, toes curling as her thighs squeeze against him, crying out loudly as her orgasm rushes through her.
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Date: 2023-03-22 09:25 pm (UTC)It hardly takes any time, and he inhales sharply as she tightens around him, pressing through her orgasm until she starts to relax. He gives her one last good lathe of his tongue before letting her go, eyes bright and breath heavy, grinning smittenly as he moves to lean over her, gently sliding a knuckle over her face and his fingers into her hair. "You are perfect," he purrs, eyes trying to take in all of her before he bends down to plant light kisses on her brow, her forehead, her cheekbones, her nose, and then finding her lips again.
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Date: 2023-03-22 10:43 pm (UTC)"I love you," Aerith breathes, her fingers coming to brush his cheek as she presses light kisses against his mouth over and over. "I love you so much Balthier." And it's so much more than the way he made her feel just then. There's a sense of peace and contentment that comes with being with him that she doesn't know if she's ever had before.
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Date: 2023-03-22 11:39 pm (UTC)