DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

(( when the sun sets, we're both the same ))

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[vecna]

Oh? I thought you just wanted to kiss for now.

[Teasing, naturally.]

[velluminous]

[velluminous]

Then why say this?

[vecna]

[Help. Cute.]

Because I want you to admit that the idea of doing a little more appeals to you.

[Kisses her again. Mwah.]

[velluminous]

[ against his lips, ] Always, it is appealing. Have I not been giving you enough attention, lapochka?

[vecna]

You give me plenty.

[He just always wants more.]

I'm just greedy. It's never enough.

[velluminous]

[ she sinks back into his lap and unravels the blanket from over their heads, unless he resists it. ]

You have all of me now.

[vecna]

[His powers tug the blankets back up to keep them aloft, and that’s how they’ll remain unless she really makes an effort to be rid of them.]

And I’d like to take advantage of that in the bed, but… [but their sons are in there, weep] …the loveseat will have to do.

[Is she still lying her head on his lap?]

[velluminous]

[ it is. she has settled back down, quiet and lazy. a crinkle of amusement in her eyes—he really wants the blanket up. ]

I am not having sex in our sitting room.

[vecna]

[It escalated to the notion of sex quite quickly, which amuses him. But it's not like he didn't have that... in mind, anyway.]

No? Why not? Who's going to know?

[velluminous]

Your little fungi, should they wake.

[vecna]

Oh, but they're so worn out. [They are in prime napping mode, those little mushrooms.] Or are you saying you'll wake them up?

[velluminous]

Oh, but you are eager today.

[ not an answer!!! ]

[vecna]

[It isn’t.]

I’ll take that as a “yes.”

[heh]

It doesn’t have to be sex, if you’re really that worried about being interrupted.

[velluminous]

Hrmph.

[vecna]

[Ma'am don't be all huffy at him. Echoes with a-]

Hm.

[And without much warning, his powers lift her up, and the blanket slides down to free them of their makeshift tent. If she allows for it, his telekinesis places her in his lap. Straddling.]

You don't agree?

[velluminous]

[ all those soft hands handling her, moving her. it still feels vulnerable. odd.

in his lap... on it. her knees hug his hips. ]

You should ask first.

[vecna]

[Arms looping gently around her waist.]

Sorry.

[Better to ask for forgiveness and all that.]

[velluminous]

Mmn. How lucky for you that you are so cute.

[vecna]

[She’d practically let him get away with murder!]

After all this time, do my powers still startle you?

[velluminous]

[ practically.

half-lids her eyes, a downward slanted gaze. playing with his collar. fingers dipping beneath. she can tease without any hesitation. ]

They surprise. I cannot know when you mean to use them, and you do not always.

[vecna]

[Warm, soft fingertips. He’s always liked how bold she is, and Henry doesn’t mind answering in kind. He unhooks his arms from around her in favor of palming her back instead, slipping his hands all the way down to the curve of her backside.]

It’s second nature. I don’t always think to warn you about it.

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[velluminous]

You have never warned me.

[velluminous]

[ that does... feel good, though. she leans in and mouths at his neck. her arched spine presents a cushion of backside to play with.

murmured into his skin, ] I am wearing tiniest panties known to Waterdeep right now.

[ and not a panty line to be seen... or felt ]

[vecna]

[He has, in fact... never warned her rip.

But it seems that he's easily forgiven in this one instance, and Henry gladly tilts his head back to give her more access to his neck, while his hands roam gently down her backside, then up, then down again. Playing at feeling for any hint of her panties beneath the fabric.]

Oh? Are you sure? I don't feel anything at all.