[ 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. ]
[ Oh... she said she liked that he's gentle, and she does, but maybe — she wouldn't mind if those fingers at her hip left a few marks, too. She cries out softly, rhythm frantic with impatience now before she slides a hand down between them to rub her fingertips over her clit, an extra spark she hardly needs. So much for wanting this to last as long as she can.
She's really hardly thinking about the risk of being caught now. But it's still reflex to press her face against his shoulder to muffle herself again as her moans get louder, the heat in her spiraling higher and higher until she finally bites down gently on one of the marks she already left to try to hold back the whimper she makes when climaxes sweeps through her. ]
[ She's so... perfect, on and around him that Wei Wuxian feels like his thoughts are running a thousand miles a second despite his mind feeling incredibly blank at the same time. He attempts to match her frantic rhythm, doing his best to continue to meet her halfway, that it sends his nerves in overdrive as it feels like they're alight with electricity running just underneath his skin.
Her own climax is what ultimately sends him over the edge, the way she whimpers and clenches around him ultimately his undoing as he comes inside of her with a groan. His thoughts feel fuzzy and like they're in slow motion now, his breaths heavy as he comes down.
[ He might be easing his hold on her, but she winds her arms around his neck again and holds tight for a little longer, not lifting her head from where her face is safely hidden against him. She should move in a moment. But for a few more seconds she wants to let herself feel dizzy with the sense of connection.
When her head clears she already knows she'll be second-guessing this. It's too impulsive, and too perfect a moment. Everything she's been trying to ignore. Is it too late to hope that he won't have any interest in talking about this...?
She tries to make her smile lighter when she looks up at him at last and leans in for a light kiss. ]
[ He laughs, setting a hand on her lower back, his fingers lightly caressing her skin. She feels so warm and soft against him that he's content to lay here in silence for a while, but he lets out a laugh when she asks him that. ]
[ She finally has to laugh too, glancing down at him and the robes spread out under them, the riot of cushions around them. She intended to be a little silly and stop thinking so hard for a while, but... not quite like this.
Still. She's happy to let him pet her back for just a moment longer. ]
Me too. Maybe we really do make each other more impulsive.
[ His bangs are sticking to his forehead with sweat and his cheeks are still red, but he doesn't care as he looks up at her instead, taking in her features. ]
I'm probably mostly to blame with that. I'm quite impulsive.
[ He looks so carefree and mussed that she half wants to do something really impulsive and push him back down again. She must look a mess herself, face flushed and hair tousled, but her grin down at him when she lifts her hands to brush his bangs back is giddy. ]
Oh, can I blame you? I guess... you're the one who asked to kiss me again.
[ It was hard to settle for just one or two kisses. Psyche laughs, meeting his eyes for just a moment.
Will she regret it? That's too complicated for her to unravel right now. But, at least about this moment, she doesn't want to give him the wrong idea. ]
[ But she nods and finally slides off of him with a tiny sigh of regret. This isn't really the place to stay cuddling naked. But it would be nice.
Good thing they didn't fling the clothes too far. She offers him his boxers back with a little grin before she starts getting dressed. She at least has to move for him to get his robes back. ]
[ The back-forth of trading clothes and dressing again like this is surprisingly comfortable. The difference to a comparison she's trying not to think about is stark. ]
Not the end of the world, but... [ Well. She laughs as she tugs her shirt back on. ] Well, maybe no one here would think anything of it. Everyone wears so little for swimming.
[ Her medieval sensibilities have been scrambled as it is! ]
[ She blinks in surprise, hands freezing for a moment as she lets him work. It's both thoughtful and a little unexpected. Her smile returns a second later and she reaches over to do the same for him. ]
[ While she's doing that, he manages to get his hair into a bun that doesn't look too terrible. At least, it won't fully give away what they've been up to.
[ She surveys the scene of the crime herself before giving him a conspiratory smile. She has a little experience staging things, it's nice to see it paying off. ]
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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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She's really hardly thinking about the risk of being caught now. But it's still reflex to press her face against his shoulder to muffle herself again as her moans get louder, the heat in her spiraling higher and higher until she finally bites down gently on one of the marks she already left to try to hold back the whimper she makes when climaxes sweeps through her. ]
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Her own climax is what ultimately sends him over the edge, the way she whimpers and clenches around him ultimately his undoing as he comes inside of her with a groan. His thoughts feel fuzzy and like they're in slow motion now, his breaths heavy as he comes down.
Slowly, Wei Wuxian lightens his grip on her. ]
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When her head clears she already knows she'll be second-guessing this. It's too impulsive, and too perfect a moment. Everything she's been trying to ignore. Is it too late to hope that he won't have any interest in talking about this...?
She tries to make her smile lighter when she looks up at him at last and leans in for a light kiss. ]
...Really, how did we end up like this?
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I don't know. I intended to only eat cake.
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Still. She's happy to let him pet her back for just a moment longer. ]
Me too. Maybe we really do make each other more impulsive.
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I'm probably mostly to blame with that. I'm quite impulsive.
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Oh, can I blame you? I guess... you're the one who asked to kiss me again.
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Ah, I did. I planned to kiss you once or twice more.
[ But then… they know the rest. ]
I don’t regret it.
[ And Wei Wuxian doesn’t think it’s too soon to say as much either. He won’t regret this. ]
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[ It was hard to settle for just one or two kisses. Psyche laughs, meeting his eyes for just a moment.
Will she regret it? That's too complicated for her to unravel right now. But, at least about this moment, she doesn't want to give him the wrong idea. ]
...I don't regret it, either.
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[ He doesn’t think so.
Now that his heart has calmed and his head has stopped spinning, he lets out a sigh. ]
We should probably get dressed soon.
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[ But she nods and finally slides off of him with a tiny sigh of regret. This isn't really the place to stay cuddling naked. But it would be nice.
Good thing they didn't fling the clothes too far. She offers him his boxers back with a little grin before she starts getting dressed. She at least has to move for him to get his robes back. ]
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His robes… are a bit sweaty, honestly, so he may need to forego the outermost layer. ]
We are. Wouldn’t have been the end of the world, though.
[ He laughs. ]
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Not the end of the world, but... [ Well. She laughs as she tugs her shirt back on. ] Well, maybe no one here would think anything of it. Everyone wears so little for swimming.
[ Her medieval sensibilities have been scrambled as it is! ]
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You’re right. Our undressed state was just one step beyond the swimsuits.
[ Wei Wuxian gives her a once over, reaching over to adjust whatever might need adjusting. ]
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[ She blinks in surprise, hands freezing for a moment as she lets him work. It's both thoughtful and a little unexpected. Her smile returns a second later and she reaches over to do the same for him. ]
Do you need help with your hair?
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But he shakes his head. ]
I'll be fine putting it into a bun and brushing it out back in my cabana.
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Alright. I'll just... clean up a little here.
[ Not that there's much out of place. But she's going to bustle around to put cushions back so no one needs to wonder what happened here. ]
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When he's done, he surveys her work. ]
Nothing out of place whatsoever. Good work.
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Thank you. It's good teamwork, I think.
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[ He holds his arm out for her to take. ]
Now, shall we be off?
[ we can end here! ]