(open | february log)

[fulgency]

Who: Ozymandias + you!
When: All month!
Where: Lots of places!
What: Open prompts for speed-dating quest/general + closed starters. Feel free to message me at rebreather or this journal if you'd like a closed starter!
Warnings: nsfw in caren's thread

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[showsnopiety]

[She's pushing him. But his fingers in her hair like that...she squirmed, and had to close her eyes. Ah, it was tempting just to stay like this and make him growl but-

Slowly, she pulled back, as much as she could with his hand buried in her locks.]

What do you want...?

[fulgency]

[Caren pulls back and it is simultaneously the greatest and worst thing she could have possibly done. His grip is able to loosen somewhat on her hair and once her mouth is off him, that need to move is able to quieten considerably. But to be left only with the heat of her breath as she speaks after that is frustrating, too; the action is met with a groan.]

[And so, it ends up being one piece of relief exchanged for another desire. He does not answer her question immediately, instead pressing upon her this very fact.]

You're being exceptionally cruel.

[showsnopiety]

[To that, she just. Smiled up at him.

And slowly dragged her drag against him, before pulling back again.]

Is that your way of telling me to stop, or that you need more?

[fulgency]

[Ozymandias' next breath is so sharp, it's more hiss than anything else as she continues to tease him. While not unheard of necessarily, it is a very rare thing for Caren to have this much of the upper-hand when it comes to teasing, and she's clearly enjoying it.]

More...

[showsnopiety]

[Usually she's the one that grows all flustered and breathless first. It was good to see him be the flustered on for once.]

I thought so.

[She leaned in, offering him a nuzzle.]

You have my permission to move, if that's what you need.

[Gently, she took his hands, and laid them on her head.]

Here.

[And with That, she slowly took him back into her mouth.]

[fulgency]

6,000 years later!!