[ Her breasts are sensitive? That makes him swallow hard, eyes flickering down to gaze at them, at the way they move and squish under his palms and the erotic sight of her hard nipples and flushed skin. It's hard for him to keep his thoughts coherent after that, feeling the overwhelming urge to keep touching her. To... do more than touch her. Briefly, he imagines bending over and putting his mouth to her nipple, sucking on it to see how she reacts and that just makes his cock twitch even more in his pants, arousal potent.
He doesn't move his hands from her breasts, as she hasn't moved the towel yet. So he just continues to rub and caress and massage her, to give her pleasure through his hands and hands alone. After a while, his mouth parts slightly as his breath comes a little choppier. He really wants to put his mouth on her, he's never felt this urgent a need before. He wants to touch her even more than he is already. He wants to see her moan and writhe and call his name and it makes him swallow, hard, as he tries to keep his focus. ]
Kaede... [ His voice, breathless and full of wonder. ] Does that feel good? Do you want me to do more?
[She watches as his arousal slowly tears down the layers of his composure. The tent in his pants has grown even more; his eyes are gaining a slightly wild look to them; and the way his breathing changed doesn't escape her notice. Not that she's doing any better. Her own breathing has become more erratic from his playing with her still-recently-discovered erogenous zones.
When he asks for permission to do more to her, it steals her breath away. Not just because of the implication behind those words, but because he was being so considerate of her.]
Yes, very good. And yes, please... Touch me more, Sunday.
[As much as she hates disrupting his concentration while he's so enthralled with her chest, she can't resist the urge to kiss and touch him any longer. She reaches up to cup his face, not bothering to remove his hands from her chest, and pulls him down. She kisses him on the cheek first so as not to shock him too much. She slowly moves her lips from his cheek to his lips, giving him a chance to move away just in case. If he allows it, she presses her lips hard against his, but her tongue is surprisingly gentle when it pokes at his lips, asking for entrance.]
[ The kiss is a little clumsy from inexperience on his end but as she pulls him down for that kiss, his wings flutter a little in excitement and he aches to bridge their mouths together. A soft, pleased noise escapes him as she moves from his cheek to his lips, and then they kiss. They kiss and kiss and she deepens it after, encouraging him to part his lips and he does so, shivering at the wet slide of their tongues against each other.
At the same time, his hands are a bit more aggressive on her breasts. Less gentle caressing and more eager fondling, fingers playing with her nipples as he massages her. He was going to use his mouth, suck on her nipples, but now his mouth is occupied and there's no pulling away for him. He'd like to continue this kissing, this touching, and he moans softly into her mouth as his cock throbs in his pants.
She's given him permission to touch more of her though and so he wonders, should he slide the towel lower, touch her stomach, and then lower than that, touch her... most intimate area? He's never touched a woman like that before and he would very much like to do so, to pleasure her with his fingers in the best way he can.
But for now, he kisses, he caresses, he does not stop his touch. ]
[Kaede also proves to be a little clumsy herself, having only recently learned how to kiss. She might accidentally clack their teeth together once or twice in her eagerness, but it's not enough to make her stop. If anything, it reminds her to slow down and really enjoy it as their tongues continue to push and pull together.
She moans, mewls, and gasps into the kiss as Sunday's touch becomes more confident. She'd like to feel his skin too. Her hands leave Sunday's face in favor of taking hold of the hem of his shirt and tugging at it, silently hinting at what she wanted.
Alas, they both have to breathe at some point, so the kiss is eventually broken with a rather wet pop, a thin string of saliva still connecting them but it quickly snaps. Her face practically matches her hair color as she looks up at him while continuing to tentatively tug at his shirt.]
I... really want to feel your skin against mine. Can I?
[Thankfully, she answers Sunday's question without him needing to voice it. One of her hands releases his shirt in favor of sliding down the towel lower. Wanting to keep the suspense building, she still doesn't completely reveal herself, but the towel is low enough to hint at what lies beneath. The tops of the dips between her thighs and groin are visible and a small bit of matching pink hair peeks out.]
You can feel more of mine too, and not just with your hands. I want to feel more of you, Sunday.
[ She wants to feel him just the same way he wants to feel her, to move against her, to touch her even more deeply. So, he nods his head a little dazed as she makes her request and tugs on his shirt. Thankfully, he's not wearing his usual outfit with its many layers and instead, a plain t-shirt, a set of soft sweatpants. The outfit of a masseuse even though he's just playing the part. So, he pulls his hands away from Kaede to pull his shirt up and off of his body, holding it in his hand for a moment as he tries to decide what to do with it. ]
Miss Kaede...
[ He cannot get on the massage table with her. It's too thin, too high, not enough room for them both. But there is a little loveseat in the corner which he is almost certain, considering this place, is for this reason entirely. He'll move, toss the shirt onto the loveseat before coming back to her. Then strong hands slide over her knees, over her thighs and slip just underneath the towel as he leans above her. ]
I would very much like to move to the couch with you, if that's the case. May I remove the towel?
[ Because then he can... pick her up. Carry her to the couch. Continue to feel and caress her body as he sits with her in his lap. That's his intention, at the very least. ]
[She watches him remove his shirt, admiring his form, and finding it rather cute that he isn't quite sure what to do with his shirt yet, until he finally tosses it away. Her skin jumps with excitement under his hands as they slide up her legs. She pushes herself up onto her elbows and nods, reaching out to twirl some of his hair around her index finger.]
Yes, I would like some more room too, and yes, you may.
[Kaede smiles softly at him, face flushing anew. Once she's fully revealed to him, Sunday will find the skin of her inner thighs is already glistening from her arousal. Whenever he picks her up, she wraps her arms around his shoulders and rests her face against his neck, breath fanning over the skin. Then an idea forms in her head.]
Hey, should we use the oil that has aphrodisiac in it?
[ She's lucky he hasn't moved yet when he scoops her up, because at the idea that she suggests... he likes it. Likes it a lot. The idea of having a bit more punch to what they're doing right now is tantalizing in every way and so he'll adjust his hands to snatch up the bottle of oil, gripping Kaede firmly again a moment later as he carries her to the couch. ]
A wonderful idea. After all, I still haven't finished my work.
[ Not that there's going to be much massaging now that they've changed course but he's teasing lightly, amusement in his voice. When they get to the couch, he sinks down onto it, settling Kaede in his lap and she will feel the press of his erection in his pants against her groin. He pulls her in close, hands sliding over her hips and up her body before he gathers her up in his arms and leans in to kiss her once more.
It's immediately deep, hungry, he doesn't hold himself back. Their kisses from earlier were intoxicating and he's committed now to going all the way with Kaede. So, he kisses her, licks into her mouth and moans softly against her lips as they savor each other. ]
[It comes half a chuckle and half a purr. Since he was staring at her chest so intensely earlier, it gives Kaede an idea, but she interrupted him once before already, so she'll let Sunday have the reins for now. It's not like she minds as she gasps softly once his clothed erection is pressing against her bare folds. He'd feel the warmth from her core through the fabric, along with the fabric becoming increasingly damp as she grinds down on him, moaning louder into the kiss every time she managed to brush her clit just right.
Keeping one arm around his shoulders for support, Kaede's other hand moves up to curiously brush her knuckles against one of his wings. It's as feathery to the touch as she imagined. Her hand turns over so she can run her fingertips over the length of it.]
Can I. Pull on it a little? [It's murmured between kisses and licks.] Or would it. Be too. Painful?
[Or would it be similar to pulling someone's hair for him?]
[ His wings are incredibly sensitive, incredibly fragile, but it doesn't mean they'll break so easily. So as Kaede asks after pulling on them lightly, he gives a hum of thought and nods his head. ]
Be gentle, but you can.
[ And afterwards, he captures her lips with his own again. Licking into her mouth in an aggressive, hungry kiss, his hands slide over her body with an eager touch. Having a naked woman in his lap like this is far too intoxicating and he wants to put his mouth on her... everywhere. Especially as she keeps grinding down against his cock. He can feel the wet heat of her, so close, so tempting.
He'll even shift them a bit after enough grinding, lifting Kaede just a little so he can hook his thumbs in the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down. The fabric falls to his ankles, revealing his cock — a worthy size for his stature and frame — as it stays alert and erect.
Thinking about it for a moment, he grabs the aphrodisiac oil that Kaede suggested and spills some over his cock, his thighs, before dragging Kaede back into his lap. His cock slides between her folds, not inside her yet, but the tip of his cock rubs against her entrance as he moans softly and feels the oil begin to heat up his body even as it rubs off on Kaede. ]
[With Sunday's permission granted, Kaede gives the opposite wing a gentle tug, but she also wonders what might happen if she could touch it with her tongue. That would have to wait, as her tongue was still busy sliding against Sunday's as she plunged it into his mouth in return. She presses her body further into his hands as they feel every inch of her. After giving his wing another gentle tug, Kaede puts her hands on his body, doing some exploration of her own--over his shoulders, up and down his back, and up and down his chest too, even giving his nipples an experimental pinch simultaneously.
She can't help but stare down at his cock once he reveals himself, noting the way it twitches and how she could make out a few of the more prominent veins. It's practically begging to be touched.
Before she can reach for it, her eyes widen slightly as Sunday pours the aphrodisiac oil over himself. His cock and the skin of his thighs glisten from it even under the soft light of the room. He grabs her with a primal ferocity and Kaede gasps as he rubs against her folds without any fabric in the way. She shudders out a breath as the oil effects her too, folds practically dripping onto him.]
L-Let me see that.
[She takes the bottle from him and pours oil over her breasts, spreading it with her free hand. That same oil-slicked hand reaches down to rub along the side of Sunday's cock that isn't directly touching her folds. Kaede leans forward to finally tease his left wing with her tongue.]
[ The gentle tug to his wings has him breathing a little harder, cock aching just a bit. His wings are so sensitive and soft stimulation to them can render him speechless. Then she's sliding her hands over his body and even his nipples ache a little when she pinches them. But then they move on, with him breathless and aching for more. It's part of what has him grabbing her so fiercely to drag her over his cock. Except she takes the oil herself and just...
How is he supposed to resist Kaede after that? The way she pours the oil over her breasts, making them glisten and shine, it makes his cock ache terribly and he wants more from her, of course. The hand touching along his cock, the oil seeping into his body, and then suddenly, her tongue sliding over his feathery wing and making him jerk slightly in surprise. ]
M-Miss Kaede...!
[ He's surging forward to kiss her again, hungry and desperate in the way he licks into her mouth. His hands grab her hips and he drags her more onto his cock, sliding up against her, urgent and needy. He rubs his cock through her folds a few times before finally, catching at her entrance while they kiss and he'll — he'll start to push in then. Pressing a little desperately against her hole as his cock breaches it, his tip sliding inside of her and filling her up. Slowly, he begins to slide deeper and deeper inside of her, needing the tight heat of her around him so desperately in this moment. ]
[He rocks forward and before Kaede knows it, they're kissing again, hungrily licking and sucking at each other. She enjoys kissing him, but now she's starting to wonder how Sunday's mouth might feel on other parts of her body.
The hand gliding along his cock falters, but even as he rubs against her folds with more urgency, she soon rubs with more pressure and speed, feeling her own arousal and his precum mixing with the oil he poured on himself earlier. When he catches onto her entrance, her hand stills and helps guide him as he pushes inside. She winces a little at the stretch, but the aphrodisiac takes an even stronger hold as the oil on his cock rubs off inside her. She cries out his name when the head slips in, followed by a breathless stuttering sound as he slides in deeper.
Both arms wrap around his shoulders and rather than hide her face against his neck, she allows him to see her expressions, but soon gives him something else to focus on. She pushes her chest closer to his face, unable to hold back the chuckle as she cups his right cheek with her hand.]
You've been staring at them so intensely for a while now, even before I added the oil.
[She traces her thumb over his lips, even dipping the tip of it past them.]
Go ahead, Sunday. I did say that you could use more than your hands on me. [She tightens herself around his cock and drops her voice to a whisper, seductive smile on her lips.] I really want to feel all of you, and for you to feel all of me.
[She gives an experimental lift of her hips, leaving half of him still inside, before dropping back down. She shudders.]
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He doesn't move his hands from her breasts, as she hasn't moved the towel yet. So he just continues to rub and caress and massage her, to give her pleasure through his hands and hands alone. After a while, his mouth parts slightly as his breath comes a little choppier. He really wants to put his mouth on her, he's never felt this urgent a need before. He wants to touch her even more than he is already. He wants to see her moan and writhe and call his name and it makes him swallow, hard, as he tries to keep his focus. ]
Kaede... [ His voice, breathless and full of wonder. ] Does that feel good? Do you want me to do more?
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When he asks for permission to do more to her, it steals her breath away. Not just because of the implication behind those words, but because he was being so considerate of her.]
Yes, very good. And yes, please... Touch me more, Sunday.
[As much as she hates disrupting his concentration while he's so enthralled with her chest, she can't resist the urge to kiss and touch him any longer. She reaches up to cup his face, not bothering to remove his hands from her chest, and pulls him down. She kisses him on the cheek first so as not to shock him too much. She slowly moves her lips from his cheek to his lips, giving him a chance to move away just in case. If he allows it, she presses her lips hard against his, but her tongue is surprisingly gentle when it pokes at his lips, asking for entrance.]
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At the same time, his hands are a bit more aggressive on her breasts. Less gentle caressing and more eager fondling, fingers playing with her nipples as he massages her. He was going to use his mouth, suck on her nipples, but now his mouth is occupied and there's no pulling away for him. He'd like to continue this kissing, this touching, and he moans softly into her mouth as his cock throbs in his pants.
She's given him permission to touch more of her though and so he wonders, should he slide the towel lower, touch her stomach, and then lower than that, touch her... most intimate area? He's never touched a woman like that before and he would very much like to do so, to pleasure her with his fingers in the best way he can.
But for now, he kisses, he caresses, he does not stop his touch. ]
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She moans, mewls, and gasps into the kiss as Sunday's touch becomes more confident. She'd like to feel his skin too. Her hands leave Sunday's face in favor of taking hold of the hem of his shirt and tugging at it, silently hinting at what she wanted.
Alas, they both have to breathe at some point, so the kiss is eventually broken with a rather wet pop, a thin string of saliva still connecting them but it quickly snaps. Her face practically matches her hair color as she looks up at him while continuing to tentatively tug at his shirt.]
I... really want to feel your skin against mine. Can I?
[Thankfully, she answers Sunday's question without him needing to voice it. One of her hands releases his shirt in favor of sliding down the towel lower. Wanting to keep the suspense building, she still doesn't completely reveal herself, but the towel is low enough to hint at what lies beneath. The tops of the dips between her thighs and groin are visible and a small bit of matching pink hair peeks out.]
You can feel more of mine too, and not just with your hands. I want to feel more of you, Sunday.
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Miss Kaede...
[ He cannot get on the massage table with her. It's too thin, too high, not enough room for them both. But there is a little loveseat in the corner which he is almost certain, considering this place, is for this reason entirely. He'll move, toss the shirt onto the loveseat before coming back to her. Then strong hands slide over her knees, over her thighs and slip just underneath the towel as he leans above her. ]
I would very much like to move to the couch with you, if that's the case. May I remove the towel?
[ Because then he can... pick her up. Carry her to the couch. Continue to feel and caress her body as he sits with her in his lap. That's his intention, at the very least. ]
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Yes, I would like some more room too, and yes, you may.
[Kaede smiles softly at him, face flushing anew. Once she's fully revealed to him, Sunday will find the skin of her inner thighs is already glistening from her arousal. Whenever he picks her up, she wraps her arms around his shoulders and rests her face against his neck, breath fanning over the skin. Then an idea forms in her head.]
Hey, should we use the oil that has aphrodisiac in it?
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A wonderful idea. After all, I still haven't finished my work.
[ Not that there's going to be much massaging now that they've changed course but he's teasing lightly, amusement in his voice. When they get to the couch, he sinks down onto it, settling Kaede in his lap and she will feel the press of his erection in his pants against her groin. He pulls her in close, hands sliding over her hips and up her body before he gathers her up in his arms and leans in to kiss her once more.
It's immediately deep, hungry, he doesn't hold himself back. Their kisses from earlier were intoxicating and he's committed now to going all the way with Kaede. So, he kisses her, licks into her mouth and moans softly against her lips as they savor each other. ]
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[It comes half a chuckle and half a purr. Since he was staring at her chest so intensely earlier, it gives Kaede an idea, but she interrupted him once before already, so she'll let Sunday have the reins for now. It's not like she minds as she gasps softly once his clothed erection is pressing against her bare folds. He'd feel the warmth from her core through the fabric, along with the fabric becoming increasingly damp as she grinds down on him, moaning louder into the kiss every time she managed to brush her clit just right.
Keeping one arm around his shoulders for support, Kaede's other hand moves up to curiously brush her knuckles against one of his wings. It's as feathery to the touch as she imagined. Her hand turns over so she can run her fingertips over the length of it.]
Can I. Pull on it a little? [It's murmured between kisses and licks.] Or would it. Be too. Painful?
[Or would it be similar to pulling someone's hair for him?]
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Be gentle, but you can.
[ And afterwards, he captures her lips with his own again. Licking into her mouth in an aggressive, hungry kiss, his hands slide over her body with an eager touch. Having a naked woman in his lap like this is far too intoxicating and he wants to put his mouth on her... everywhere. Especially as she keeps grinding down against his cock. He can feel the wet heat of her, so close, so tempting.
He'll even shift them a bit after enough grinding, lifting Kaede just a little so he can hook his thumbs in the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down. The fabric falls to his ankles, revealing his cock — a worthy size for his stature and frame — as it stays alert and erect.
Thinking about it for a moment, he grabs the aphrodisiac oil that Kaede suggested and spills some over his cock, his thighs, before dragging Kaede back into his lap. His cock slides between her folds, not inside her yet, but the tip of his cock rubs against her entrance as he moans softly and feels the oil begin to heat up his body even as it rubs off on Kaede. ]
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She can't help but stare down at his cock once he reveals himself, noting the way it twitches and how she could make out a few of the more prominent veins. It's practically begging to be touched.
Before she can reach for it, her eyes widen slightly as Sunday pours the aphrodisiac oil over himself. His cock and the skin of his thighs glisten from it even under the soft light of the room. He grabs her with a primal ferocity and Kaede gasps as he rubs against her folds without any fabric in the way. She shudders out a breath as the oil effects her too, folds practically dripping onto him.]
L-Let me see that.
[She takes the bottle from him and pours oil over her breasts, spreading it with her free hand. That same oil-slicked hand reaches down to rub along the side of Sunday's cock that isn't directly touching her folds. Kaede leans forward to finally tease his left wing with her tongue.]
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How is he supposed to resist Kaede after that? The way she pours the oil over her breasts, making them glisten and shine, it makes his cock ache terribly and he wants more from her, of course. The hand touching along his cock, the oil seeping into his body, and then suddenly, her tongue sliding over his feathery wing and making him jerk slightly in surprise. ]
M-Miss Kaede...!
[ He's surging forward to kiss her again, hungry and desperate in the way he licks into her mouth. His hands grab her hips and he drags her more onto his cock, sliding up against her, urgent and needy. He rubs his cock through her folds a few times before finally, catching at her entrance while they kiss and he'll — he'll start to push in then. Pressing a little desperately against her hole as his cock breaches it, his tip sliding inside of her and filling her up. Slowly, he begins to slide deeper and deeper inside of her, needing the tight heat of her around him so desperately in this moment. ]
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The hand gliding along his cock falters, but even as he rubs against her folds with more urgency, she soon rubs with more pressure and speed, feeling her own arousal and his precum mixing with the oil he poured on himself earlier. When he catches onto her entrance, her hand stills and helps guide him as he pushes inside. She winces a little at the stretch, but the aphrodisiac takes an even stronger hold as the oil on his cock rubs off inside her. She cries out his name when the head slips in, followed by a breathless stuttering sound as he slides in deeper.
Both arms wrap around his shoulders and rather than hide her face against his neck, she allows him to see her expressions, but soon gives him something else to focus on. She pushes her chest closer to his face, unable to hold back the chuckle as she cups his right cheek with her hand.]
You've been staring at them so intensely for a while now, even before I added the oil.
[She traces her thumb over his lips, even dipping the tip of it past them.]
Go ahead, Sunday. I did say that you could use more than your hands on me. [She tightens herself around his cock and drops her voice to a whisper, seductive smile on her lips.] I really want to feel all of you, and for you to feel all of me.
[She gives an experimental lift of her hips, leaving half of him still inside, before dropping back down. She shudders.]