[ 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.
[ The way she trembles against him is what finally gets him to break, to decide to not draw this out any longer. ]
I am now.
[ He eases his fingers out of her, sticky with her arousal. ]
Tell me how you’d like me.
[ While Wei Wuxian has no trouble commanding everything else in his life, he wants Psyche to tell him what to do here—what she wants the most—so that he can provide it. As he waits for an answer, he brings the fingers he had inside of her up to his face and glides them past his lips, licking them clean. ]
[ So much for thinking he was shy... apparently that little gesture is the first thing since their clothes started coming off that strikes Psyche as indecent, because her face turns deep red in a blush that nearly reaches her collarbones and she thumps her open palm gently to his shoulder. ]
Wei Wuxian!
[ She's not too scandalized to answer, though her gaze is still fixed on an indeterminate point on his jaw—or perhaps his lips—as she presses him back a little with the hand on his shoulder. ]
[ That reaction is so cute that Wei Wuxian can’t help but laugh, even as he obediently lays back against his robe. It’s a really good thing he thought to put it down. ]
Is it so bad that I wanted to have an idea of what you taste like?
[ It had nothing to do with cleaning off his fingers and he has no shame admitting it. Grinning, Wei Wuxian beckons her closer. ]
It's worse if you say it like that! If you keep trying to embarrass me, I'll leave you like this...
[ No, she wouldn't. She likes him entirely too much; flustered as she is, she's laughing softly as she moves to straddle his hips and settles her hands on his shoulders. For a moment she just has to look down at him with a soft smile. ]
That's why I should do it. You'll never believe I'll follow through on it again if I don't now.
[ Because she wouldn't. The way he looks at her like this is so warm that it hurts. She lets out a slow sigh — if it's a little shaky, she hopes he thinks it's only how tightly she's already wound with wanting — and rocks her hips to let his length slide against her folds before she reaches down to guide him into her with gentle fingertips. ]
[ But he knows too that she wouldn’t, not while they’re entangled like this. One of his hands settles on her hip as he watches her guide him inside of her, the sight of it almost mesmerizing. If the feeling of her hot and tight around him wasn’t so overpowering, he’d focus on that sight a little more, but as it is, he finds his eyes slipping shut as his breath hitches in his throat and his fingers press into her skin. ]
[ This should be familiar by now; the slick slide of his skin against hers, the slow stretch as she rolls her hips down to take him deeper, deeper, until she can't help but let out a soft gasp despite her efforts to stay quiet. But she feels dizzy as she looks down at him. He's so beautiful like this, his expression so intent. Trusting. She leans her weight forward just a little as she strokes her fingertips along his shoulder, tracing the marks she left earlier. ]
[ He sighs, breathy and needy, as she traces along those marks that will surely be a reminder of all of this to him tomorrow. Wei Wuxian lets his hands slide up and down along her thighs, his calloused hands grazing over her soft skin. When the feeling of her warmth is less overwhelming, he opens his eyes and lets his gaze trace along her body.
She really is beautiful, isn't she? It isn't the sort of idle thought he has when it comes to most people, not as desire burns low and deep in his stomach at the thought of her.
Lifting himself up and resting on one arm, he beckons her closer for a kiss. ]
[ She loves his hands. That's safe enough to think, at least. She loves the strength and the slight roughness of his fingertips, the contrast to how gentle he is. The quiet sounds he makes. She lets herself shift into his touch, seeking more contact as she moves against him, slow and careful.
At the slightest gesture she goes to him, her breasts grazing his chest as she leans in to meet him in a kiss. She should be worried about hurrying, when anyone could come along now. But just now she wants this to last forever. ]
[ In contrast, he’s not worried at all about getting caught. If someone has a problem with it, they can just move on for all he cares.
How can he even think about it when she’s pressed so closely against him as their lips touch. He sighs into the kiss as his tongue slides past her lips, a hand coming up to run through her hair. For his part, Wei Wuxian isn’t impatient at all, letting her dictate the pace instead as his free hand simply settles on her hip. ]
[ This is everything she wanted. The closeness, the moment of simple happiness. She closes her eyes, her tongue tangling with his to muffle the soft noises she wants to make each time she rolls her hips down. Even she can't be patient forever — the pressure of her fingers digging in gently against his shoulder each time he presses deep into her again says as much — but for this little span she doesn't have to feel anything but good, and maybe she needs that. She hopes she can give him that. ]
[ Once Psyche has started to work up something of a rhythm, Wei Wuxian starts to thrust up into her to meet her halfway, hoping that it drives him deeper into her. Those soft sounds, as muffled by their kiss as they are, feel almost addicting, and he wants more.
Sex really isn’t all the important to him compared to everything else, but this simple closeness is better than he could have ever anticipated. It’s overwhelming and warm and familiar all tied up into one. His grip tightens on her hip as he nips at her bottom lip between soft sighs. ]
[ If he wanted her more vocal that's certainly the way to do it. She lets out a sharp gasp when he begins to move, soft urgent moans spilling from her lips with each thrust. This time when her hands shift on his shoulders she doesn't hold back from digging in with her nails as she grinds down against him. She doesn't want to pull away from those kisses, but when her back arches she lets her head fall back just a little, shivering against him.
It's wonderful. He's wonderful. And they're both still here, and for a moment that's enough. ]
[ Ah, that's exactly what he wanted, and now that he has it he wants more. Wei Wuxian doesn't consider himself a greedy man, but those soft moans leaving Psyche and the way she shivers against him? It's hard not to want as much as he can get.
But he also knows he can't last much longer, not with the way he's nearly overwhelmed both physically and emotionally. He's a mess in both senses right now, but at the same time, he wouldn't have it any other way.
The way she digs into his skin has him doing the same, his fingernails pressing into her hip a he thrusts up into her with more urgency. ]
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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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I am now.
[ He eases his fingers out of her, sticky with her arousal. ]
Tell me how you’d like me.
[ While Wei Wuxian has no trouble commanding everything else in his life, he wants Psyche to tell him what to do here—what she wants the most—so that he can provide it. As he waits for an answer, he brings the fingers he had inside of her up to his face and glides them past his lips, licking them clean. ]
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Wei Wuxian!
[ She's not too scandalized to answer, though her gaze is still fixed on an indeterminate point on his jaw—or perhaps his lips—as she presses him back a little with the hand on his shoulder. ]
...Lie back for me, this time.
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Is it so bad that I wanted to have an idea of what you taste like?
[ It had nothing to do with cleaning off his fingers and he has no shame admitting it. Grinning, Wei Wuxian beckons her closer. ]
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[ No, she wouldn't. She likes him entirely too much; flustered as she is, she's laughing softly as she moves to straddle his hips and settles her hands on his shoulders. For a moment she just has to look down at him with a soft smile. ]
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For some reason, I doubt that.
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[ Because she wouldn't. The way he looks at her like this is so warm that it hurts. She lets out a slow sigh — if it's a little shaky, she hopes he thinks it's only how tightly she's already wound with wanting — and rocks her hips to let his length slide against her folds before she reaches down to guide him into her with gentle fingertips. ]
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You make a good argument.
[ But he knows too that she wouldn’t, not while they’re entangled like this. One of his hands settles on her hip as he watches her guide him inside of her, the sight of it almost mesmerizing. If the feeling of her hot and tight around him wasn’t so overpowering, he’d focus on that sight a little more, but as it is, he finds his eyes slipping shut as his breath hitches in his throat and his fingers press into her skin. ]
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Wei Wuxian...
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She really is beautiful, isn't she? It isn't the sort of idle thought he has when it comes to most people, not as desire burns low and deep in his stomach at the thought of her.
Lifting himself up and resting on one arm, he beckons her closer for a kiss. ]
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At the slightest gesture she goes to him, her breasts grazing his chest as she leans in to meet him in a kiss. She should be worried about hurrying, when anyone could come along now. But just now she wants this to last forever. ]
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How can he even think about it when she’s pressed so closely against him as their lips touch. He sighs into the kiss as his tongue slides past her lips, a hand coming up to run through her hair. For his part, Wei Wuxian isn’t impatient at all, letting her dictate the pace instead as his free hand simply settles on her hip. ]
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Sex really isn’t all the important to him compared to everything else, but this simple closeness is better than he could have ever anticipated. It’s overwhelming and warm and familiar all tied up into one. His grip tightens on her hip as he nips at her bottom
lip between soft sighs. ]
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It's wonderful. He's wonderful. And they're both still here, and for a moment that's enough. ]
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But he also knows he can't last much longer, not with the way he's nearly overwhelmed both physically and emotionally. He's a mess in both senses right now, but at the same time, he wouldn't have it any other way.
The way she digs into his skin has him doing the same, his fingernails pressing into her hip a he thrusts up into her with more urgency. ]
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