OPEN POST; [ HERLOCK SHOLMES / TGAA ]

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(( hold you in my dreams ))

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[He feels like his own face is on fire, and that has nothing to do with how he's practically buried between her legs, sucking at her clit. An interruption comes when she tugs at his aching cock, desperate for attention, Sholmes allowing himself a short gasp, his lips and chin shining from her.]

God...

[Ohh, that feels divine. Addictingly so. He can understand why people kill over this.

Touch her mole? Her hole? Would she care if it were either? His hand clumsily joins him, venturing in just beneath his face to nudge his fingers experimentally against.... her hole.]

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[velluminous]

[ and the stroking continues. the coil moves sinuously up, down, up, down, a squeeze. and it continues. only faltering when his fingers nudge between and beneath, sliding against slickness which has begun to drip towards the base of her tail.

oh?? he certainly is not a shy boy. her own gasp turns into a raspy laugh. ]

Mmmmmole.

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[It's all a pause at once, then, dizzying. He blinks, distracted by her stroking tail and her wet cunt and her words, trying the best he can to peer over and across at her.]

Oh.

[Moves his fingers away from her hole, then. Less embarrassed than he is owlish about the whole thing, and seeks her mole, instead.]

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Nnno, no stopping now.

[ he can't precisely touch her mole without touching her rim, and vice versa. so this is whining just to whine. adoringly, she picks her fingers through his hair, curls a tuft of bang around one finger, tugs sllllllloooowly on his cock. ]

Very gentle.

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[It amounts to the same, he realizes, so she's likely just being fussy for the fun of it. Well. Who's he to complain? Sholmes has been known to do the same.]

A-Ahhh... [Tries to tease in return, but it's rather hard when she's stroking him so slowly like that. Unlike anything he's felt before, that tail of hers. A gentle ruck of his hips forward, as though to follow her tempo.]

You'll have to make up your mind. You're splitting my focus too far afield, otherwise...

[His fingertip circles her hole, gentle, slow, sometimes lingering when it nudges past her mole.]

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[ how perfect... on her swell of a dreamy moan, ] Oh, I love this...!

[ surely the drug assists: lengthens her focus, holds her inside herself. the slowly slickening circles of his fingertip and the lightness of it. she begins to twitch in time. and his mouth on her cunt, the soft probing tongue, coating her and keeping her glistening... she pulls him deeper into her folds as though she's going to smother him there. everything couching him wet and musky and warm, ticklish damp curls, twinging muscles. ]

Have you any bottles which might fit...?

[ slow, lingering, coaxing pulls. another loop. another tug. ]

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[He's so pleasantly addled by all of it, her smell, her taste, that tail of hers that makes him moan against her cunt, that he cannot help but liken her twitching to that of playing an instrument. Little movements that make her writhe with each careful, yet indulgent, ministration of finger and tongue.

He barely registers her question. He wants her to keep tugging at him like that-]

Bottle?

[A wobbly exhale, lips curving. Hazy hazy...]

Are you not torturing something now that might fit better?

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[ does he mean to suggest—? ]

Ha ha! You are not being permitted inside me, no...

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[??? Without any real offense, but certainly with as much curiosity he can muster-]

Am I not your husband…? Or are you clinging to propriety because you and I are not yet wed?

[A funny concept, what with his face between her legs.]

real tag

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Mmn... We were not being wed first time you sodomized me, either.

crying 1/2

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[good god he grows up to be a bohemian]

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Then the issue is…?

[velluminous]

Well, I—

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don't... know...

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[??? ?? Then it must be? ? Because he's younger and inexperienced?

Sholmes feels a sudden burst of competitive flare with... himself.]

I can be just as good as him.

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[ that she has ceased to be licked and kissed, to instead have this debate. she wriggles her thighs petulantly. ]

Put your mouth back on... Herlock...

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Would it not be a learning experience-?

[He will leave it at that, though, as he seals his mouth over her clit again, tongue swirling around it, giving one hard... suck.]

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[ a-ahh! her legs bounce with surprise, sensation overwhelm ]

Y-You—

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[He's a brat at this age I'm sorry.

He remains where he is, merely giving her one more plush, sucking kiss, followed by an obscenely wet release.]

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Hhaa—Herlock.

[ she tosses her head back onto the chaise, hands taut in his hair. after a moment she remembers her tail and tightens it into a slow, corkscrewing pull. ]

You are upset I disallow y-you?

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[He refuses to be entirely distracted by that tail. (He will fail.) Sholmes lets out a guttural breath.]

I fail to see why he is permitted and I am not. If we're the same, then what shortcoming to you see in me?

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You are jealous.

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I am not jealous. [He is.] I just don't see the logic.

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[ she pushes his mouth back against her. and... down. ]

Eat me well, maybe I change my mind. Hm?