DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

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[vecna]

[Another lift and squeeze. Every little movement feels good against his erection.]

Maybe I’m a little greedy when it comes to you. Is that so bad?

[velluminous]

No. I am feeling special.

... Thank you.

[ using her hand at his nape to tug him up. kiss? ]

[vecna]

[A thank you AND a request for a kiss? Absolutely zero chance that he'd even tease at denying her, so of course Henry allows himself to be tugged up; allowing only the smallest pause, just enough breadth for a warm, appreciative look, and meets his lips against hers.

His touch, the invisible ones, fondle and massage, but gently now. After all, he'd rather focus on the kiss while it lasts.]

[velluminous]

[ why not have it last... for a while? Sprezzatura sighs into his mouth and hooks both arms behind his neck, parts her lips, tingles from head to toe at the sensation of his mouth slotting with hers. ]

Mhhn.

[ his bottom lip. she bites it. pulls it into her mouth. sucks... slowly. ]

[vecna]

[It's far from surprising at this point; he knows very well how much Sprezzatura loves to kiss. He breathes into it, practically melts into it, his telekinesis briefly halting altogether in the act.

His other hand, then, will find its way to her chest, too, cupping her softness and in both palms as he moans a faint surprise from the sensation of his bottom lip pulling with her sucking kiss. Amused, he pulls back slowly — not to escape, but to feel that tug.]

[velluminous]

[ she closes her teeth a little more firmly when he tugs back. just enough to keep him there, worrying at plump flesh with her tongue. then she applies more suction, and more, and finally his lip snaps back as she releases it.

tongue out to soothe. she reels him in whether he's ready or not and plucks his bottom lip inside again. each breath fans into the space between them. ]

[vecna]

[She leaves his bottom lip a little red, a little swollen, from her attentions. Henry doesn’t mind it, probably doesn’t even notice, the pause after his lip snapping back only underlying the coolness of the room against saliva-slick skin.

He opens his mouth for a breath and to speak— Doesn’t matter. She brings him in again, and a low moan rumbles in his throat at she sucks at the kiss, and his lip, a second time.

Idly, without even real conscious effort, he slides a telekinetic touch from her cheeks to meet at the base of her tail, squeezing, then trailing slowly down its length.]

[velluminous]

[ her tail—yes. thank Mammon for his fascination with it and its rewards. the limb flicks out from between them to rest on the mattress, all the better to play with.

answering moan into his mouth. the hook of her elbows holds him against her, and she lets go of this lip with another slick pop and parts her own, nudging close to tempt him inside. ]

[vecna]

[It's well-established that her tail remains fascinating to him, and therefore it'll never not be fun to play with; even with his powers, he can "feel" how long and alive and winding it is as he trails it up all the way to the tip, that cute little tuft at the end.

Meanwhile, his mouth is quite busy, his bottom lip spoiled by her until it's released again. His lips are shining and messy when he pulls back for breath, but moments like these are the rare occasions in which Henry welcomes a mess; and her invite is quickly taken advantage of when she welcomes him back in, and he kisses her just as untidily, his tongue slipping inside.

His thoughts, too-]

Hands all over.

[He hasn't forgotten. Once again, innumerable hands glide up her body as he tastes the inside of her mouth.]

[velluminous]

[ long, soothing strokes up and down her tail like this... maybe she likes it almost as much as being touched elsewhere. it feels warm, like being known, and her mouth curves against his, even tongue-kissing as they are.

this is the closest to being revered she will ever be and it is so much better than she imagined.

his tongue, warm. she closes her lips around it and sucks, again, in pulling back. slick and soft. ]

That's good.

[vecna]

[This is good, this is nice. He loves the taste of her kisses; wishes that his tongue were as long as hers to plumb every inch, but the way she sucks on his is just as good instead.

Hands fondling her bosom, powers stroking her tail, or fanning out across the planes of her body. He smiles down at her when he gets the chance, and though his cock strains between them, it isn’t currently at the forefront of his mind.]

Which part?

[velluminous]

Fishing for compliments.

[ and it is going to work, too. that exquisite squeeze in her belly that happens every time he smiles foretells it. she touches her lower lip with her fingertips and feels out the dips and swells as he's kissed them. ]

All of it is good.

[ the kissing in particular ]

[vecna]

Maybe a little.

[Fishing for compliments. But he loves to be praised by her, when sometimes it's so hard-won.

Tilts his head, leaning into her touch, as though every millimeter of it brings him some manner of comfort.]

I think my favorite is... anytime I get to feel close to you.

[And perhaps that does intersect with sex more often than not, but even in times like these, just kissing and feeling close— It's transcendent.]

[velluminous]

Do you feel I do not permit this often enough?

[vecna]

I don't know. I don't know what's "normal" anymore.

[She is unaware of irony in this statement.]

If you don't permit it enough, or if I'm asking for too much, too often. I can't tell — I just know that I like this, feeling this way with you.

[velluminous]

[ oh. ]

Which way?

[vecna]

Close, connected. Happy.

[velluminous]

[ oh.

does she make it a little too much about the sex? denying him touch unless it leads to her bed? she flushes, cuts her gaze downward. slides her arms down and loops them around his back, instead. ]

Any amount which is making you feel this is way is normal amount.

[vecna]

[He isn't trying to make her feel guilty — only to let her know that he likes moments like these between them. He's been so bereft of anything like it for what feels like forever.

Lowers his head, resting his chin on her.]

Hm. I like this as a new normal.

[velluminous]

[ thumbs move, brush over him ]

Me, too.

[vecna]

[Feels nice. His smile hasn’t faded from his expression.]

Does that mean I get to kiss you more often?

[velluminous]

As often as you like.

[vecna]

As often as I like? Careful. I’ll take advantage of that.

[velluminous]

Saying this, but are you doing this?

[vecna]

[A laugh, light, with the rise of his chest just enough to jostle them both slightly. Doesn’t matter — she’s right. With such permission given, why waste his breath with words?

So, urging himself just faintly forward, he parts his lips and kisses her, seeking to ensnare her bottom lip the same way she did with him.]