[ Well, she is inviting him to look... Psyche strips her shirt off to set aside, leaving her in just her bra. She's a little more willowy than she looks dressed; it's not hard to see why she's so frequently defending herself from being thought of as fragile. ]
Then... maybe I should be the one asking you if you're sure? I just want to feel close to you. I don't need any more than you're comfortable with.
[ And she really means it, although she won't hesitate to look him over in turn. She reaches out to rest her fingertips gently over the mark of the brand as her brow furrows briefly. ]
[ Which probably tracks with his personality, doesn't it? He doesn't care about losing his virginity on the floor either, because who it's with trumps everything else. ]
I want you, and I want to sleep with you.
[ Which he'll demonstrate by leaning forward and burying his face in her neck, pressing soft kisses to that sensitive skin as he works to unhook he bra. ]
[ He always has a certain conviction that makes it hard to doubt his certainty. The words sent a jolt through her almost as much as the heat of his lips does. Psyche shivers and lets her head fall back for him, her hands sliding up to his shoulders and then lightly down his chest again. ]
...I feel the same.
[ She bites her lips to keep too-habitual words from tumbling out after that, moving with him to shrug free from her bra when she finally feels the hooks come undone. ]
[ Wei Wuxian takes the bra and tosses it to the side, but makes sure it stays close by. If they have to leave in shame, then he doesn't want them to have to walk around the whole cafe to find their clothes.
Once that's taken care of, he wastes no time in leaving a trail of kisses down her neck, interspersed with little nips as his hand returns to her breast, gently cupping it while his thumb grazes over her nipple.
He eventually makes his way to her collarbone and stops to suck a light mark right below it, listening carefully for a reaction. ]
[ She glances after it just long enough to remember where it lands; she really doesn't expect to have to scramble for it later, or even she might be a little more hesitant, but it can't hurt to be prepared just in case.
Not that that thought can hold her attention when he's touching her again. She draws in a sharp breath and lets it out in a soft moan, reaching up to thread her fingers through his hair and tug his mouth gently against her skin as she presses up into his hand. ]
[ Oh… that’s the exact sound he’s wanted to pull out of her all night and now that he’s managed it he craves more. Wei Wuxian feels warm all over from it, a pleasant, heady sort of feeling as his own arousal starts to grow. ]
If you’re certain…
[ Then he’ll leave another one right above her collarbone as he rolls her nipple between his thumb and index finger. He’s meticulous in the way he sucks more marks into her skin—at the juncture between her neck and shoulder, along the side of her neck, right under her ear. She’ll look like a mess after this, but that’s the point, isn’t it?
Eventually, Wei Wuxian moves on, leaving a trail of kisses down from her next to her other, so far neglected breast before swirling her tongue around her nipple. ]
[ It wouldn't usually occur to her to be vocal. There's no need for it with Eros, who's like a storm passing through. But it's different, thinking that this is all unfamiliar to Wei Wuxian, that he might even be a little shy in his own way...
She gasps each time his lips find another sensitive place, her fingers flexing against the back of his neck as heat coils through her. And when the heat of his mouth finally covers her nipple she lets out a sound closer to a whimper, her nails briefly grazing his shoulder and her back arching to seek more of that touch. ]
Ah— [ "There" would probably be a redundantly pushy thing to say at this point. ]
[ It certainly is, and he can’t help but look up at her, the corners of his mouth pulling up in a grin. He sucks lightly on her nipple while his other hand continues to massage her other breast. This is something he’s thought about but never put much stock into outside of ancient erotica, but… it’s a lot better than he ever thought it could be.
He presses up against her, his arousal incredibly obvious against her thigh. ]
[ She can't help but grin back, her breath going sharp and shallow as she watches him. He looks so pleased with himself; maybe nearly as pleased as she is at the moment, which is considerably. It's incredibly indulgent of her to just let him keep doing that for a bit, but she isn't entirely a heartless tease. She shifts to grind her thigh gently against him, careful of the pressure with the clothing still between them. ]
Can I take the rest of your clothing off?
[ She doesn't know what the boxers are called, but she thinks they need to go. ]
[ She manages to pull soft gasps and sighs from him as he rocks his hips against her thigh. It’s easy to feel almost lost in it, but her voice breaks through the haze of pleasure. ]
Go ahead.
[ He shifts so that she can more easily reach his hips to work on pulling them down, helping her the rest of the way until they’re off. ]
Can I take yours off? I’d like to be even here.
[ His fingers are already settled on the waistband of whatever she still has on. ]
[ There's a tiny temptation to tease a little longer... but it's worth it to have him bared the rest of the way. She tosses his boxers not too far aside, with the other clothes, and sneaks a glance down at him to appreciate. ]
Mm... that's fair. I don't mind.
[ The rest of what she has is just whatever the boutique has to offer in the way of capris and underwear, and she lifts her hips a little so he can pull them off without any trouble. Although it might impede his efforts a little that she settles her palms on his chest to snuggle closer and presses a soft kiss just below his collarbones. ]
[ And much in the same way that she sneaks a peek at him, he does the exact same to her, his gaze tracing a line up and down along her body. She really is beautiful, so much so that he stares for perhaps a bit too long before he finally pulls gaze away and buries his fingers in her hair.
Wei Wuxian lets his other hand slide down along the curve of her hips before settling between her legs as his fingers caress at her soft folds. ]
[ There's maybe the faintest flicker of self-consciousness in being looked at like that—but mostly, there's a thrill of satisfaction, and she smiles as she kisses him again. She's already wet to the touch, and she gasps and bucks her hips just a little into his hand before she laughs softly. ]
I was... going to ask if you'd lie back for me, but...
[ It can wait a moment longer while he touches her. She reaches down to set her hand lightly over his, half-guiding and half encouragement. This is new to him, isn't it? ]
[ He'll allow his hand to be guided, letting his fingers get slick. While he thankfully has some semblance of what he's doing, her guidance is much needed in actually finding her clit. It's one thing to know, but another thing to actually manage.
Applying a light pressure to his fingertips, he rubs her clit in small circles, leaning forward to press a kiss to her shoulder. ]
[ There's a note of teasing in it, although she very much does. But he's too quick a study for her to keep her voice steady. She lets go of his hand to hang on to his shoulder instead, trying not to dig in with her nails as she turns her head to muffle quiet gasps against his hair. ]
[ He’s always been a quick study, and he knows well enough not to push it and instead do exactly as he’s doing. That’s what the erotica he read as a teen said to do, anyway.
But he allows his free hand to run up and down along her side, his fingers lightly brushing against her skin, the softness of it underneath his fingertips almost maddening. ]
Feel free to scratch me up all you like. I won’t mind.
[ In fact, the little bit of pain would be exciting. ]
[ She wants to ask where he learned all this, but habit says that the question would come across as doubt. And really, the answer doesn't matter right now. ]
Hm... you aren't just trying to act tough, are you?
[ She digs her nails in just a little, gauging his reaction. But at his encouragement she presses closer and lets her hands slide down, tracing the muscles of his chest and scraping her nails very gently over his nipples as she reaches lower. She keeps her touch as light as she can over the brand mark - this isn't the time she wants to kindle painful memories - and presses a soft kiss to the side of his neck instead. ]
[ Which becomes evident when she digs her nails into his skin and he gasps, his fingers faltering in their movement for a moment. When his fingers resume, he circles her clit just a little bit faster. His breath quickens as her fingers glide over his chest and especially over his nipples, making it impossible for him to hide how sensitive he is.
Tilting his head to the side, his hair moves with him and falls away enough that she’s left with plenty of room to work with. ]
[ Oh, that's a nice reaction... Psyche's breath hitches, and she can't help but roll her hips into the motion of his fingertips, pressing them against her a little more firmly. ]
How did you know what I was thinking?
[ Maybe a little obvious by where she was kissing, but she smiles just the same before she nips at the soft skin under her lips. He feels so strong against her, but he's so sensitive to the touch. The trust of it is intoxicating. For a little while she just takes her time circling his nipples, tweaking playfully for each kiss she scatters over his collarbones and along the strong line of his shoulder. ]
[ He responds in kind by pressing just a bit more firmly against her, but tries to be conscious of how hard he’s doing it. Wouldn’t want to cause her discomfort when they’re not even at the main event yet.
It’s hard to keep a steady pace with his fingers when she’s paying so much attention to him, though, and his mind feels like it has to work overtime to keep his priorities in check. Soft sighs and moans filter past his lips with each tweak to his nipples or nip to his skin, his breath hitching whenever she uses a bit more teeth. Wei Wuxian is just as reactive here and now as he is with everything else, and it’s easy for Psyche to determine what exactly he likes. ]
[ He's so careful with her — she can feel the restraint in his touch, and she doesn't think it's shyness this time. Paradoxically, it just stokes the heat in her more fiercely. She closes her eyes and shivers a little against him, chasing each reaction from him with another gentle bite and leaving a trail of marks along his shoulder. It's not fair that she should be feeling this much right now; at least part of her wishes she had the courage to bolt, even as most of her urges her on.
She needs to not dwell on it. She doesn't want to be anywhere other than in this moment. She rests her cheek against his chest, panting softly against his skin as she lets her hand slide down the muscles of his stomach until she can finally wrap her fingers around his arousal, stroking lightly down the length of him. ]
[ He breathes in sharply when he feels her hand wrapped around him, a soft moan tumbling past his lips as his cock twitches in her hand. ]
Psyche…
[ Her name leaves him in a soft, nearly breathless whisper. But Wei Wuxian can’t let himself get lost completely in what’s really just a simple touch. So, his fingers slide down from her clit and to her entrance as he slides a finger inside of her, the wet warmth surrounding his finger causing him to sigh. It’s hard not to think about what she might feel like around his cock, but his desire to continue touching her outweighs moving on just yet.
But he does know he’ll eventually lose patience anyway. ]
[ It's not fair that he can make her name sound like that, either. Or that just his finger pressing into her can make her gasp, stifling the sound against his chest as she hitches her leg along his thigh to part her legs a little more for his touch. She pushes herself against him until she thinks he must be able to feel the thundering of her heart against his.
Patience. Patience. Even if the way his arousal feels against her palm has her already trying not to squirm as thinks of how it would feel inside her. She takes her time, each stroke unhurried, her fingertips tracing over the tip and then dragging back down as she listens for each reaction to gauge what he likes. ]
Am I... going too fast?
[ He seems anything but uncertain, but it's fair to ask again. She's trying to be fair, with what she has left of her scattered wits. ]
[ If his own heart wasn't already pounding wildly against his ribcage, he might be able to feel her heart, but as it is, his own drowns everything else out. His breath hitches as her fingers graze against the tip of his length, and he has to take a moment to properly answer her question. ]
No. I want this.
[ When Wei Wuxian has made up his mind, he's not going to back down on his decision—the only thing that would stop him is her backing down. He quickly as a second finger as he starts to idly push them in and out of her as if he's trying to memorize the way she feels around his fingers, warm and slick and welcoming. ]
[ He is not making it easy to be patient. Psyche bucks her hips into his hand again to urge his fingers deeper, unconsciously finding the same rhythm as she strokes him in time with each little movement.
She does want to savor this, the gentle way he touches her as though he's learning her by heart. But she wants so many things right now, some of them very pressingly. She muffles her soft moans against his throat, trailing kisses along the beat of his pulse and over the marks she left earlier until she's trembling a little with longing. ]
I want you, too. Tell me... tell me when you think you're ready.
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Then... maybe I should be the one asking you if you're sure? I just want to feel close to you. I don't need any more than you're comfortable with.
[ And she really means it, although she won't hesitate to look him over in turn. She reaches out to rest her fingertips gently over the mark of the brand as her brow furrows briefly. ]
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[ Which probably tracks with his personality, doesn't it? He doesn't care about losing his virginity on the floor either, because who it's with trumps everything else. ]
I want you, and I want to sleep with you.
[ Which he'll demonstrate by leaning forward and burying his face in her neck, pressing soft kisses to that sensitive skin as he works to unhook he bra. ]
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...I feel the same.
[ She bites her lips to keep too-habitual words from tumbling out after that, moving with him to shrug free from her bra when she finally feels the hooks come undone. ]
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Once that's taken care of, he wastes no time in leaving a trail of kisses down her neck, interspersed with little nips as his hand returns to her breast, gently cupping it while his thumb grazes over her nipple.
He eventually makes his way to her collarbone and stops to suck a light mark right below it, listening carefully for a reaction. ]
RESPONSIBLE......
Not that that thought can hold her attention when he's touching her again. She draws in a sharp breath and lets it out in a soft moan, reaching up to thread her fingers through his hair and tug his mouth gently against her skin as she presses up into his hand. ]
I don't mind if you leave marks...
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If you’re certain…
[ Then he’ll leave another one right above her collarbone as he rolls her nipple between his thumb and index finger. He’s meticulous in the way he sucks more marks into her skin—at the juncture between her neck and shoulder, along the side of her neck, right under her ear. She’ll look like a mess after this, but that’s the point, isn’t it?
Eventually, Wei Wuxian moves on, leaving a trail of kisses down from her next to her other, so far neglected breast before swirling her tongue around her nipple. ]
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[ It wouldn't usually occur to her to be vocal. There's no need for it with Eros, who's like a storm passing through. But it's different, thinking that this is all unfamiliar to Wei Wuxian, that he might even be a little shy in his own way...
She gasps each time his lips find another sensitive place, her fingers flexing against the back of his neck as heat coils through her. And when the heat of his mouth finally covers her nipple she lets out a sound closer to a whimper, her nails briefly grazing his shoulder and her back arching to seek more of that touch. ]
Ah— [ "There" would probably be a redundantly pushy thing to say at this point. ]
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He presses up against her, his arousal incredibly obvious against her thigh. ]
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Can I take the rest of your clothing off?
[ She doesn't know what the boxers are called, but she thinks they need to go. ]
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Go ahead.
[ He shifts so that she can more easily reach his hips to work on pulling them down, helping her the rest of the way until they’re off. ]
Can I take yours off? I’d like to be even here.
[ His fingers are already settled on the waistband of whatever she still has on. ]
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Mm... that's fair. I don't mind.
[ The rest of what she has is just whatever the boutique has to offer in the way of capris and underwear, and she lifts her hips a little so he can pull them off without any trouble. Although it might impede his efforts a little that she settles her palms on his chest to snuggle closer and presses a soft kiss just below his collarbones. ]
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Wei Wuxian lets his other hand slide down along the curve of her hips before settling between her legs as his fingers caress at her soft folds. ]
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I was... going to ask if you'd lie back for me, but...
[ It can wait a moment longer while he touches her. She reaches down to set her hand lightly over his, half-guiding and half encouragement. This is new to him, isn't it? ]
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[ He'll allow his hand to be guided, letting his fingers get slick. While he thankfully has some semblance of what he's doing, her guidance is much needed in actually finding her clit. It's one thing to know, but another thing to actually manage.
Applying a light pressure to his fingertips, he rubs her clit in small circles, leaning forward to press a kiss to her shoulder. ]
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[ There's a note of teasing in it, although she very much does. But he's too quick a study for her to keep her voice steady. She lets go of his hand to hang on to his shoulder instead, trying not to dig in with her nails as she turns her head to muffle quiet gasps against his hair. ]
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But he allows his free hand to run up and down along her side, his fingers lightly brushing against her skin, the softness of it underneath his fingertips almost maddening. ]
Feel free to scratch me up all you like. I won’t mind.
[ In fact, the little bit of pain would be exciting. ]
…And you’re free to touch me too.
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Hm... you aren't just trying to act tough, are you?
[ She digs her nails in just a little, gauging his reaction. But at his encouragement she presses closer and lets her hands slide down, tracing the muscles of his chest and scraping her nails very gently over his nipples as she reaches lower. She keeps her touch as light as she can over the brand mark - this isn't the time she wants to kindle painful memories - and presses a soft kiss to the side of his neck instead. ]
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Not at all.
[ Which becomes evident when she digs her nails into his skin and he gasps, his fingers faltering in their movement for a moment. When his fingers resume, he circles her clit just a little bit faster. His breath quickens as her fingers glide over his chest and especially over his nipples, making it impossible for him to hide how sensitive he is.
Tilting his head to the side, his hair moves with him and falls away enough that she’s left with plenty of room to work with. ]
Mark me as much as you like.
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How did you know what I was thinking?
[ Maybe a little obvious by where she was kissing, but she smiles just the same before she nips at the soft skin under her lips. He feels so strong against her, but he's so sensitive to the touch. The trust of it is intoxicating. For a little while she just takes her time circling his nipples, tweaking playfully for each kiss she scatters over his collarbones and along the strong line of his shoulder. ]
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It’s hard to keep a steady pace with his fingers when she’s paying so much attention to him, though, and his mind feels like it has to work overtime to keep his priorities in check. Soft sighs and moans filter past his lips with each tweak to his nipples or nip to his skin, his breath hitching whenever she uses a bit more teeth. Wei Wuxian is just as reactive here and now as he is with everything else, and it’s easy for Psyche to determine what exactly he likes. ]
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She needs to not dwell on it. She doesn't want to be anywhere other than in this moment. She rests her cheek against his chest, panting softly against his skin as she lets her hand slide down the muscles of his stomach until she can finally wrap her fingers around his arousal, stroking lightly down the length of him. ]
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Psyche…
[ Her name leaves him in a soft, nearly breathless whisper. But Wei Wuxian can’t let himself get lost completely in what’s really just a simple touch. So, his fingers slide down from her clit and to her entrance as he slides a finger inside of her, the wet warmth surrounding his finger causing him to sigh. It’s hard not to think about what she might feel like around his cock, but his desire to continue touching her outweighs moving on just yet.
But he does know he’ll eventually lose patience anyway. ]
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Patience. Patience. Even if the way his arousal feels against her palm has her already trying not to squirm as thinks of how it would feel inside her. She takes her time, each stroke unhurried, her fingertips tracing over the tip and then dragging back down as she listens for each reaction to gauge what he likes. ]
Am I... going too fast?
[ He seems anything but uncertain, but it's fair to ask again. She's trying to be fair, with what she has left of her scattered wits. ]
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No. I want this.
[ When Wei Wuxian has made up his mind, he's not going to back down on his decision—the only thing that would stop him is her backing down. He quickly as a second finger as he starts to idly push them in and out of her as if he's trying to memorize the way she feels around his fingers, warm and slick and welcoming. ]
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She does want to savor this, the gentle way he touches her as though he's learning her by heart. But she wants so many things right now, some of them very pressingly. She muffles her soft moans against his throat, trailing kisses along the beat of his pulse and over the marks she left earlier until she's trembling a little with longing. ]
I want you, too. Tell me... tell me when you think you're ready.
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