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[cafeultra]

Meow-meow, motherfuckers.

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[cafeultra]

It is. The view from up here is pretty nice, too. [ She ruffles his hair affectionately, then lets her hand slide down to drift over his shoulder. ]

[soicantlose]

Funny, that's just what I was thinking about down here. [ He curls his other hand around the back of her leg, dropping more kisses against the top of her thigh, her hip, over the fabric -- teasing and affectionate all at once. ]

[cafeultra]

[ The kisses have her fidgeting a little, but she's trying to keep her cool somewhat. If he's teasing, she'll let him work for it some more. That tug of war between them is fun. Her hand goes back to his hair, resting at the back of his head gently, fondly. ] You look good from any angle, though.

[soicantlose]

Almost as good as you do?

[ His arm slides around her waist, a little bit of support as he tracks down farther to mouth at her over her panties, tongue pressing in against the fabric and dragging it roughly against her clit. ]

[cafeultra]

[ Whatever playful protest she might have come out with quickly dies on her lips when he escalates the teasing. She bites back a moan, head tilting back slightly, fingers tightening in his hair just a bit. ] Yeah-- [ It's hard to disagree with anything he says when his tongue is on her, even over her panties. ]

[soicantlose]

[ He hums a little, pleased note, lingering a little longer before pulling back a little to nuzzle a kiss against her thigh, hand sliding down to squeeze her ass playfully. ] Still good up there?

[cafeultra]

[ Despite her best effort to keep quiet, a soft whine escapes. She looks down at him as he pulls back, cheeks flushed. ] Uh-huh. So good. You having fun down there?

[soicantlose]

I thought that was pretty obvious. [ Another little kiss against her thigh before he looks up at her, grinning. ] I mean, I'm happy as long as you're in reach, no matter what.

[cafeultra]

Good thing I prefer to stay close, then. [ She briefly touches his face, fingers light over his cheek. That smile just melts her. ] And maybe I like hearing you say that you like it.

[soicantlose]

[ He moves to catch her hand before she can pull it away, holding it there as he turns into it to press a kiss against her palm, the inside of her wrist. ] Well, then, I should tell you more often. I like you close.

[cafeultra]

[ Speaking of things that make her melt: that. She sinks down to her knees in front of him, hands rubbing up his thighs. ] How's this for close?

[soicantlose]

I don't know, I might have to check. [ Playfully. He catches her jaw in one hand, leaning in to kiss her quickly, nipping gently at her lip before pulling away, thumb brushing over her cheek. ] Yeah, this is pretty good, too.

[cafeultra]

[ Becca hums her approval into the kiss, grinning as she pulls back. ]

Good, I like it down here. [ And then she's leaning in again, kissing softly over his stomach, teasing just above his waist. ]

[soicantlose]

You do look just as good down there. [ His hand settles at the back of her neck, watching her with undisguised hunger. ] But you look good pretty much anywhere.

[cafeultra]

Almost as good as you. [ Because she just has to say it. She's just as hungry, trailing a few more kisses before deciding on a spot to leave a mark, low on his abdomen, off to one side. ]

[soicantlose]

Brat. [ Said with nothing but fond teasing, echoing her earlier accusation. He makes a quiet noise at the mark, fingers in her hair, eyes closing for a moment. ]

[cafeultra]

Your brat. [ With equal fondness, before she drops even more kisses. Her hands linger at the waistband of his pants, fingertips slipping under, just to tease. ]

[soicantlose]

[ He's not about to complain about having the table turned on him, at least not yet. For the moment he's pretty happy to let her take her time, expression warm when he looks down at her again. ] My brat. And my good girl. You do it all, baby.

[cafeultra]

[ 'Good girl' gets her, as usual. She bites back a groan, nipping lightly at his side before looking up innocently, adoringly. ] Tell me how you want me.

[soicantlose]

[ His touch runs down the curve of her cheek as he watches her, both heat and adoration in his expression, thumb tracing her lower lip gently. ]

Think you said something about leaving your marks. I wouldn't want to derail your plans. [ A little bit teasing. ] Especially since I've been thinking about having your mouth on me since you said it.

[cafeultra]

Oh, you'll have my mouth on you. [ She leans in, nuzzling into his palm a little. It's all very sweet and affectionate considering where her mind is going. Her lips return to his stomach, and she leans up a bit more to start working a mark just below his chest. ]

[soicantlose]

[ He makes a quiet little pleased noise, hand squeezing the back of her neck as she sets to it. It's funny, he's always thought he was more interested in being on the other end -- but with Becca, he's almost as happy to wear her marks as he is to give them. ] One of my favorite things. But having you on me is in general, so.

[cafeultra]

'On you' is one of my favorite places to be, so that works out. [ That little noise he makes is another one of her favorite things, and she's determined to get more. Her lips trail back down, tugging his pants down just enough to suck a mark at his waist. It's a darker one this time, hand resting on his thigh to give a gentle squeeze. ]

[soicantlose]

Yeah? Lucky us, I guess. [ His legs fall open a little more to make room for her to move, leaning a little further back into the couch. He keeps up a steady touch, stroking at her hair or her shoulder, just keeping a connection. ]

[cafeultra]

[ Those little touches are appreciated, and no doubt he'll see how pleased she is whenever her mouth isn't busy kissing and marking him up. Her hands stay busy too, undoing and tugging down his pants to get the out of the way. ] I got a few more spots in mind.