[That puts them at an impasse, doesn't it? Because they're both trying to make sure they last, make sure the other one comes first, make sure their partner enjoys this to the fullest. And Evangeline is equally as stubborn as he is.
Gasping and moaning against his lips, body arching into every thrust, squeezing tight around him - but still holding on, not yet. He has to come first, he's been so good to her, she has to make certain of it.]
[It sure does put them at an impasse! He's working harder for this than he's ever worked before - For anything, honestly. He can't think of a time he's exerted himself as hard as he's exerting himself at this very moment, trying so hard to help get her over that edge by stubbornly clinging onto his own...
After just a second, though, he decides, you know what? Fuck it.
He's not going to let himself finish, no, but he's going to cheat. Pulling away from that kiss so he can swoop in, wrapping his arms around her middle and tucking his face against her shoulder, pressing a kiss there as soft and sweet as anything...]
[... Only to open his mouth wide and sink his teeth into her skin, shuddering with a low moan from his throat as the taste of her blood hits his tongue.
Still, as ever, rutting against her like an animal - working as best he can, just for her sake.]
[That is absolutely cheating and she can't complain in the slightest.
With a wordless cry, Evangeline comes hard, arching up off the floor and squeezing even tighter around him. She stays rigid for a few moments before collapsing back onto the floor.
Weakly, she begins to rock back against his thrusts again, unsatisfied until he's also finished.]
[- He actually has to resist the immediate urge to pull back and say "ugh, FINALLY" when he feels her cum around him as hard as she does, every inch of her milking him for all he's worth. It's at that point he drops a bit of his magic, letting his dulled senses flood back in -
Which. May not have been a good idea, all things considered. From the way his arms wrap tighter around her in a vice grip, his hips locking against hers as loud groan rips itself out of him, it's clear he severely underestimated just how hard he was going to finish - he actually has to will himself not to bite even harder into her shoulder, his own shoulders shaking with the effort and exertion of keeping his face as still as he can as he rides it out.
... And once it's petering out, he doesn't let go right away, waiting for a moment to catch his breath. Only then does he wrench his teeth out of her shoulder... taking a moment to lick the wound like he's an animal cleaning it for her while leaning his head against hers.]
Oh? Do tell. I can always turn down any that I have no interest in, after all - Why not throw things at the wall to see what sticks?
[He's pulling back a bit so he can look at her, saying as much. ... And, yeah, his face is absolutely smeared with her blood. He's making no moves to clean it off, either. Gross.]
[Okay, reaching up to hold her face, now. Just with one hand - the other's still wrapped around her in a half hug.]
... Look. I will lay this on the table plainly - When it comes to real life, I have no interest in marrying anyone, ever. My lifestyle does not allow for it - Marriage isn't something you can give away to multiple people. And I only have so many fingers for rings, anyway. And no matter how you cut it, I would make a terrible spouse.
But when it comes to acting, I will take any role that I deem fun. And being a cursed, horrid monster taking from its sacrificial bride whatever it wishes? That sounds fun.
[Blinking at her in surprise, like he didn't expect her to ask for something like that from him. After a moment... he moves back in to cuddle against her shoulder again, letting out a thoughtful hum.
...
He hasn't pulled out yet, of course.]
I'm... not sure, to be frank with you. I've yet to think of such a thing - I've never had a reason to before we met. Perhaps...
A reversal of one we've done? A collar and leash, but you're the one holding it? ... With a muzzle, perhaps...
[Another face scrunch, even though she can't see it.]
I may like being called a whore in bed and used until my makeup runs, but I don't want to be punished. I'd much rather be treated as if my mere existence is worth praising.
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Gasping and moaning against his lips, body arching into every thrust, squeezing tight around him - but still holding on, not yet. He has to come first, he's been so good to her, she has to make certain of it.]
1/2;
For anything, honestly. He can't think of a time he's exerted himself as hard as he's exerting himself at this very moment, trying so hard to help get her over that edge by stubbornly clinging onto his own...
After just a second, though, he decides, you know what?
Fuck it.
He's not going to let himself finish, no, but he's going to cheat. Pulling away from that kiss so he can swoop in, wrapping his arms around her middle and tucking his face against her shoulder, pressing a kiss there as soft and sweet as anything...]
2/2;
Still, as ever, rutting against her like an animal - working as best he can, just for her sake.]
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With a wordless cry, Evangeline comes hard, arching up off the floor and squeezing even tighter around him. She stays rigid for a few moments before collapsing back onto the floor.
Weakly, she begins to rock back against his thrusts again, unsatisfied until he's also finished.]
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It's at that point he drops a bit of his magic, letting his dulled senses flood back in -
Which. May not have been a good idea, all things considered.
From the way his arms wrap tighter around her in a vice grip, his hips locking against hers as loud groan rips itself out of him, it's clear he severely underestimated just how hard he was going to finish - he actually has to will himself not to bite even harder into her shoulder, his own shoulders shaking with the effort and exertion of keeping his face as still as he can as he rides it out.
... And once it's petering out, he doesn't let go right away, waiting for a moment to catch his breath.
Only then does he wrench his teeth out of her shoulder... taking a moment to lick the wound like he's an animal cleaning it for her while leaning his head against hers.]
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-That was incredible. Thank you so much for indulging me.
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... You say that as if I got nothing out of the experience.
I'm more than happy to "indulge" you if this is what "indulging you" looks like.
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Why not throw things at the wall to see what sticks?
[He's pulling back a bit so he can look at her, saying as much. ... And, yeah, his face is absolutely smeared with her blood.
He's making no moves to clean it off, either.
Gross.]
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Well, I have been thinking about being a terrible monster's virgin sacrifice.
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Mmh. ... I could potentially do that for you - depending on what sort of sacrifice you mean.
And what sort of terrible monster you'd like.
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The virgin bride kind, I was thinking? -Would that be too much?
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Slightly muttered, just thanks to the way his face is pinched up all stupid --]
- Not at all. I have no issues with such a thing.
Why would I...?
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[Okay, reaching up to hold her face, now. Just with one hand - the other's still wrapped around her in a half hug.]
... Look. I will lay this on the table plainly -
When it comes to real life, I have no interest in marrying anyone, ever. My lifestyle does not allow for it -
Marriage isn't something you can give away to multiple people. And I only have so many fingers for rings, anyway.
And no matter how you cut it, I would make a terrible spouse.
But when it comes to acting, I will take any role that I deem fun. And being a cursed, horrid monster taking from its sacrificial bride whatever it wishes?
That sounds fun.
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[His face scrunches again, but more out of realization than anything else.]
... Why are we discussing this like it's a possibility in the first place?
It's not as though I'm your boyfriend.
[They're just friends! ... Aren't they?]
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[The tone he's pulling is the "just checking" kind. Because -
They're just friends. He's just her friend. That's all.]
At any rate... I don't mind playing the part of a horrible monster you've been forced to marry, no.
If that interests you.
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-What about you? Are there any roleplays you'd want to try?
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[Blinking at her in surprise, like he didn't expect her to ask for something like that from him.
After a moment... he moves back in to cuddle against her shoulder again, letting out a thoughtful hum.
...
He hasn't pulled out yet, of course.]
I'm... not sure, to be frank with you. I've yet to think of such a thing - I've never had a reason to before we met.
Perhaps...
A reversal of one we've done? A collar and leash, but you're the one holding it? ... With a muzzle, perhaps...
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I could do that. As long as you're willing to hear me call you a good boy.
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... Is that not the point?
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I may like being called a whore in bed and used until my makeup runs, but I don't want to be punished.
I'd much rather be treated as if my mere existence is worth praising.
Because it is.
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puts this in ur hands
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do we wanna wrap this up
tbh we can just say they took a nap afterward and call it good yeah LKMLKJ