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[ she shifts herself over them, nuzzling her face down against their neck to nip at the skin there. ]

And you're... really cute, actually—

[ her thumb drags in a circle, languid, a few times more, and she skims two fingers down, to drag up and down across their entrance, working their way teasingly slowly between the folds. there's a smile in her voice when she speaks next— ]

Tell me what you want.

Ma --

[ there's a certain vulnerability in their voice, and it's even more evident in the way they shut their eyes tight and exhale, the way their feet kick slightly, the way they knead at the bedding - it's such a strange thing, to be called cute in this sort of situation. Shrike's fingers earn a whimper and that sputters out into a mewled out moan when she speaks again and they open their eyes again, their stare almost pleading - ]

I want - Master, please - I need you to fuck me, to make me scream for you - I...

[ and then they trail off, seemingly at a loss. when they speak again, it's with the hesitance of someone about to jump into freezing cold waters. ]

I'm...a wild beast, so you need to tame me, and make me yours...

[ she exhales, breath warm against their neck, and murmurs, indulgently: ]

All right.

[ —so she balls her fingers into their hair, tugging them harder into the mattress as she catches their mouth in a bruising kiss, just as she begins to thrust her fingers into them, firm and deep. ]

[ it's really just too much.

it reminds them so much of things half-remembered, but fully felt. things they know shouldn't have happened to them, that marked them irreparably, that nonetheless still leave them breathless and weak-kneed.

as it should, a voice not quite theirs tells them, because that's a Lunar's place, after all - but this is different. Shrike is different. for better or worse, they trust her. she's doing this because they told them to - so they're in control. they're still in control.

their eyes alive with aroused shock, they take hold of Shrike's wrist as her lips crash against theirs, and there's just the barest hint of them trying to pull her hand out of their hair before their fingers just slip up her forearm, clawing away at skin as they move. as they finally return back to the moment, they kiss back with a growl in their throat, rocking their hips hard against her intruding fingers. ]

[ she winces a little bit as they rake at her arm, and loosens her grip just slightly in response, paying attention to all those little reactions to make sure she's getting it right, not too much, not too little–

but they're kissing back, and that's a good response; she presses more into the kiss with tongue and teeth, with urgent intensity, and rocks her hips against them along with her fingers, hard and fast and relentless. ]

[ their hands settle back on her wrist, resting there lightly aside from when her grip pulses with pleasure. their growling peters out as the kiss intensifies and all thoughts beyond how good it all feels start to blink out one by one from their mind -- the rough sound is instead replaced by desperate attempts to moan out Shrike's name into the kiss. ]

[ oh, that's—a little surprising, somehow, but... gratifying, especially to hear her own name specifically from their lips. she pulls back for air briefly, and then this time brushes her lips up the line of their jaw, toward their neck.

she shifts her hand to ease one more finger into her thrusts, and angles it so that she can brush her thumb across their clit with each movement—a light touch, for contrast. ]

[ their head is already being pulled back into the mattress but they still tilt their chin up to bare their throat to her as much as they can. ]

-- Shrike! M-master, please I wanna hear -

[ the rest of their request is unintelligible, though, because the added finger and the feeling of Shrike's thumb causes it to trail off into a very dog-like whine that's punctuated by a sharp yip. ]

[ she nuzzles her face against their neck; her cool skin against their warmth, but doesn't let up. she meanwhile shifts her other hand to lace their fingers together. ]

Mm... you've been very good.

[ and she drags her teeth down their neck, catching skin to suck on sharply. ]

Ma-a-ster...!

[ they finally let go of the bedding so they can reach up to hold her, seemingly desperate - their expression is blissful and their eyes pleading, their voice a high whine as their thighs press together. they're so close, babbling now as they start to teeter over the edge. ]

[ oh, that's—really cute, again, actually—

she disentangles her hand from theirs to cup the back of their head, holding them close as they want to be, threading her fingers lightly through their hair, nipping hard at the skin of their neck as she drives her fingers in again and again, curling them on the way back to drag across the right sensitive spots. ]

[ they clench down on her fingers and grip her in their arms as tightly as they can and come with a strangled moan that doubles as a hazy attempt to cry out Shrike's name.

their body is tense, toes curled and fingers clawing at her back - their ears droop forward and their eyes flit open and closed as pleasure shocks through them - and even once their orgasm comes to an end they're left idly twitching against her, the only sound they can make a gentle crooning. ]

[ she slows, gradually, and then stops and withdraws once it seems like they're done—and then lowers them properly onto the bed, sinking down with them and to the side, wrapping her arms around them.

she has no idea what she's doing anymore. ]

[ that's fine.

they just curl up against her, burrowing their face into her and making themself as small as possible. their tail sort of lazily thwaps against the bed every so often, but they're otherwise silent. ]

[ she tucks her head on top of theirs, between their ears, comfortable. honestly, she could take a nap like this... and she's a little tempted to.

quietly: ]

Was that okay...?

...Mm. It was the second best I've had here.

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[ she smooths her hands lightly through their hair. ]

I can be satisfied with that.

...d'you mind if I stay here for a bit?

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[ they sigh happily, idly tracing out the shape of her abdominal muscles with a finger. ]

You could stay forever if you want.

[ she makes a slightly flustered noise, chin jerking up slightly, and then settles back down, closing her eyes and hooking one of her legs over theirs. ]

...good to know.

[ a snicker, and then: ]

Even after all that you're still so cute.

[ she huffs, and presses her face a little into their hair. ]

I'm just like this, I suppose. Even after all that.

Mm.

...This isn't going to cause any problems for you, is it?

[ she has to pause, for a moment—now that she’s less swept up in a whirlwind of feeling, this... feels a lot more complicated. ]

...I suppose I’m going to be making him worry again.

[ they sigh and go silent for a moment, and then: ]

Sorry.

No need. It was my choice, still, anyway.

...besides, I’ve been worried over for far worse before.

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