... Well. I was nearly about to say "I have never done such a thing before," but... you would be the one who would know that best, wouldn't you? I'll likely smear makeup between your thighs, though. Are you alright with that?
[Hang on, give him a second, he's gotta check her out a little bit. Still gonna reach up to wrap his arms around her thighs, of course, but. You know. It's a nice angle, he wants to appreciate it.]
It helps that you are likely my only fan...
[That's murmured softly with a chuckle in his voice, and it's then that he lifts himself up to tuck his face between her thighs - pressing a soft kiss against her before lathing his tongue over her folds entirely.
Hopefully she remembers just how much zeal he had, last time he ate her out. Back when she was his caged songbird... She may want to mentally prepare for that again, because it turns out, he does, in fact, enjoy doing this.]
[ - Oh, she's so good at taking him by surprise like this, huh? He'd chuckled a little at the way she cooed out his name, letting the sound buzz aginst her skin, but - Then she goes and eats him like that, her face pressed flush to his hips like it's nothing, and he can't help the way he squirms underneath her for it. Clearly doing his best not to let his hips jerk against her, considering... you know. Her whole face is right there.
("Hasn't he fucked her face outright before--" yes. He has. But this is a weird, new position for him, okay; he worries about potentially busting her nose somehow.)
In retaliation, he'll go ahead and bring a hand up between her legs - which, yes, is difficult, but he's doing it anyway - purely so he can use a pair of fingers to spread her open, letting him delve his tongue inside of her as deep as he'd like... All while his other hand digs its nails into her hip as he does his best to stay right where he is, half-lifted from the bed so he can even reach in the first place.
[He's so talented with his tongue. A muffled moan vibrates around him, her body getting more and more soaked at his ministrations.
She bobs her head eagerly, letting him pass into her throat on every motion - it's clear that she isn't particularly worried about choking or busting her nose. Even if she did, it would be worth it to make him squirm like that.]
It's hard not to squirm with how hard she's going, though, taking every inch of his cock every single time - one of his legs pushes against the bedding as he lets out a rough sounding moan inside of her, eyebrows pinched and his nails digging even more into the skin of her hip. Meanwhile, every motion of his tongue gets a bit longer, moves a little more, doing his best to make sure her clit gets the attention it deserves with each and every stroke of it; it'd be unfair to just leave it ignored, wouldn't it? Besides - if she's gonna go all the way, he may as well, too.]
More moans escape her at his attentions, and her hips tremble with the effort of not just grinding up against his face. She's equally concerned about busting his nose.
For her part, she uses her summer powers to make her mouth even warmer for him, picking up her pace just a little.]
Guess who has tongue piercings? And guess who's going to be reminded of this in the most direct way possible?
It takes a bit of doing - they're near the back of his tongue for a reason, and that reason starts with a P rather than a V - but he does his best for her, languishing his tongue over her clit in a way that lets those little metal studs roll against it as much as possible. Quick little strokes, knowing that to do anything slower would be rather useless to her at this point, with how worked up she seems to be.
All while, of course, his hips do finally manage to shift and jerk up against her face as he lets out what's almost a whine against her skin. Half because, well, duh. But also... it's clear from the tone of it that it's partially an apology, too.
A "whoops, sorry" while his mouth's a bit too busy to say so properly.]
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Ah... hmm.
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... Well.
I was nearly about to say "I have never done such a thing before," but... you would be the one who would know that best, wouldn't you?
I'll likely smear makeup between your thighs, though. Are you alright with that?
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[She's enthusiastically into hickeys and bite marks, after all.]
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Alright, then. If you feel that way... come here, let me leave you things to remember me by.
[Said, of course, as he leans back - dropping onto an elbow and waving her over with his other hand.]
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She grins even wider, climbing over him and lining her face up with his skirt.]
How could I say no? I'm your biggest fan, after all.
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[Hang on, give him a second, he's gotta check her out a little bit. Still gonna reach up to wrap his arms around her thighs, of course, but. You know.
It's a nice angle, he wants to appreciate it.]
It helps that you are likely my only fan...
[That's murmured softly with a chuckle in his voice, and it's then that he lifts himself up to tuck his face between her thighs - pressing a soft kiss against her before lathing his tongue over her folds entirely.
Hopefully she remembers just how much zeal he had, last time he ate her out. Back when she was his caged songbird...
She may want to mentally prepare for that again, because it turns out, he does, in fact, enjoy doing this.]
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[She does in fact remember! It would be hard to forget.
Shuddering, she flips his skirt up out of the way, pulls down any underwear that he may be wearing, and swallows his cock to the root in one go.]
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Then she goes and eats him like that, her face pressed flush to his hips like it's nothing, and he can't help the way he squirms underneath her for it.
Clearly doing his best not to let his hips jerk against her, considering... you know. Her whole face is right there.
("Hasn't he fucked her face outright before--" yes. He has. But this is a weird, new position for him, okay; he worries about potentially busting her nose somehow.)
In retaliation, he'll go ahead and bring a hand up between her legs - which, yes, is difficult, but he's doing it anyway - purely so he can use a pair of fingers to spread her open, letting him delve his tongue inside of her as deep as he'd like...
All while his other hand digs its nails into her hip as he does his best to stay right where he is, half-lifted from the bed so he can even reach in the first place.
He's stupid, but he's got the spirit.]
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She bobs her head eagerly, letting him pass into her throat on every motion - it's clear that she isn't particularly worried about choking or busting her nose. Even if she did, it would be worth it to make him squirm like that.]
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It's hard not to squirm with how hard she's going, though, taking every inch of his cock every single time - one of his legs pushes against the bedding as he lets out a rough sounding moan inside of her, eyebrows pinched and his nails digging even more into the skin of her hip.
Meanwhile, every motion of his tongue gets a bit longer, moves a little more, doing his best to make sure her clit gets the attention it deserves with each and every stroke of it; it'd be unfair to just leave it ignored, wouldn't it?
Besides - if she's gonna go all the way, he may as well, too.]
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More moans escape her at his attentions, and her hips tremble with the effort of not just grinding up against his face. She's equally concerned about busting his nose.
For her part, she uses her summer powers to make her mouth even warmer for him, picking up her pace just a little.]
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Hey, Evangeline.
Hey.
Guess who has tongue piercings? And guess who's going to be reminded of this in the most direct way possible?
It takes a bit of doing - they're near the back of his tongue for a reason, and that reason starts with a P rather than a V - but he does his best for her, languishing his tongue over her clit in a way that lets those little metal studs roll against it as much as possible.
Quick little strokes, knowing that to do anything slower would be rather useless to her at this point, with how worked up she seems to be.
All while, of course, his hips do finally manage to shift and jerk up against her face as he lets out what's almost a whine against her skin.
Half because, well, duh. But also... it's clear from the tone of it that it's partially an apology, too.
A "whoops, sorry" while his mouth's a bit too busy to say so properly.]
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She grips onto his hips, holding him still as she swallows him to the root. If he's worried about moving, that can easily be fixed.]