[Jester plants a big, slightly-wet kiss on Fjord's cheek as she pulls back, still staying in the circle of his arms as she pulls one skate out of the box to inspect it. She spins the wheels with her hands, delighting at how smoothly they spin.]
They have wings! [she laughs, already tugging at the laces to loosen them.] I'm going to go so fast.
[The way Jester responds to the hungry and insistent touch of his hands only drives Liem wilder. It's a torture of his own making when she bucks against him as he toys with her breasts, making him groan into her mouth. He has no room in his thoughts for the state of his pants, except to wish that they were already off, or at least undone.
When she breaks away, he drags in a much-needed breath, chest heaving for air.] Yes, [he agrees, and takes a moment to shrug the undone vest and shirt onto the cushions, revealing lean but surprisingly built shoulders, a collection of well-faded scars, and the softly-glowing shape of the gem embedded in his pale chest.]
Gods, Jester, you're irresistible.
[Once his arms are free, he slides one around the small of Jester's back and bends his head to kiss her collarbone, then the curve of her throat, his other hand lingering persuasively at her breast.]
So fast you'll about be flyin' [Fjord kept his grasp on her, though light enough at the moment for her to go about trying on her new skates. As always her cheer was infectious, leaving the half-orc grinning as he watched.]
Apparently there's wheels that light up too- they didn't have any in stock but the woman showed me how you switch 'em out. [Helpful for when they wore down, and for Jester to be able to 'accessorize' to her heart's content both.]
[Jester takes a moment to catch her own breath, hungrily taking in Liem's shoulders and chest as he sheds his layers; she does some exploring of her own, fingers brushing reverently over his emerald. She grins at him, giggling softly at his compliment.]
You're one to talk, [she breathes, as his hands find her body again and his mouth dips lower. A low, contented murmur is pressed into his hair beneath his horns a moment later, and she lets her fingertips curl into the hair at the nape of his neck.] I-I've never kissed another cool-skinned person before...
[And she has to say, it just hits kinda different! She's a fan.]
[It's strange to think that Liem has been on Noctium for long enough now that his emerald has ceased to be some foreign object lodged in him, and has instead become simply part of his body—much like the brand marking his palm. He remembers looking at it in the mirror and wishing he could just carve it out. When did that urge go away?]
Mm… Neither have I.
[He'd never imagined wanting to, but he finds now that the lack of heat between them isn't disappointing in the least. If anything, the novelty is exciting.
He nuzzles carefully against the curve of her neck, mindful of his horns as he feels her murmur into his hair. His kisses trail lower, wandering down the diamond-kissed plane of her chest to the swell of her breasts—now bare, without that film of lace between her skin and his mouth. His tongue finds her nipple and strokes against it, traces around its edges, teasing the cool flesh.]
[Jester can't resist the joke, though her voice definitely has a breathless edge to it as Liem's mouth dips lower and lower. Her fingers curl a little more tightly into his hair as he finds his mark, her hips pressing irresistibly into his laps, an encouraging rock.]
Ahhh... such a tease, [she murmurs into the shell of one long ear, letting the point of her tongue trace its edge.]
[Liem is just enough of a grandpa to roll his eyes a little at Jester's joke, but fortunately his face isn't especially visible while his mouth is on her tit. He's also immediately distracted by the rock of her hips pressing against him, something that turns whatever retort he might have been considering into a soft whine.]
Mnh… It takes one to know one…
[His murmur trails off as he closes his mouth more firmly around her nipple and sucks, but the hand at her other breast does indeed continue to stroke teasingly around the tightened peak. If directness is what she wants, though, he can certainly do that as well. He slides his other hand down from where it was rubbing the small of her back, instead finding the curve of her bottom.]
[Jester doesn't deny her own guilt, giggling in his ear as she presses into Liem's touch, his mouth sealing around her nipple drawing a heady moan from her. He sucks, and Jester sees stars behind her eyelids, shocks of pleasure rolling down her spine all the way to the base.]
Ah, Liem! [Her voice is almost pleading as she encourages him, chest swelling as she presses herself eagerly into his mouth. His hand on her ass is good, too, makes her feel even more desirable somehow. He'll discover her gem there, too: a teardrop shape on her left flank, where her ass cheek and hip meet, a few inches beneath her little hip fin.]
[Jester's moans and encouragements, her shiver of pleasure, the arch of her body as she presses more insistently into his mouth all thrum against his senses like rain drumming on roof tiles. The want and need in him is so much that it threatens to well up and spill out, heedless of his attempts at focus or restraint. He groans again, helplessly, the sound muffled by her breast as he laves her nipple with his tongue and then releases it with a wet, sucking sound.]
Jester… fuck…
[He returns his mouth to the skin of her breast, nibbling gently with swipes of his tongue and the light scrape of fangs as he explores the curves of her hip, her ass, her upper thigh with a wandering hand. After a moment more his other hand slides down to her ass as well, and he tugs her a little closer against him to meet a greedy roll of his hips.]
[It's probably a good thing Jester doesn't realize just how willing Fjord is to cater to her whims at the moment. Whatever the case, he chuckles as she plunks her foot over his lap, giving her calf an affectionate squeeze before he turns his attention to the laces, cinching them up before tying them off in a neat bow.]
[She's a menace but she's cute. Not that he minds her being trouble, oddly enough. From others it made him uneasy, knowing the problems that could arise but there was something about Jester that made it a bit less harrowing to just... enjoy her brand of chaos more. Especially right now, chuckling as he did up the second skate with practiced fingers.]
Got it in one. Could probably tie most of the knots in my sleep still.
[Jester can't help the menacing grin that creeps across her face, her tail flicking playfully.]
I'll have to put that to the test, then. Hup!
[Her feet hit the floor, and Jester shakily pushes herself up into a standing position. Her tail whips wildly as she struggles to balance and take a couple of steps forward.]
Woah-h! [Her arms cartwheel as her knees buckle a little, and before she knows it she's falling hard on her ass, cushioned by the rug in her room.] Oops. It's harder than I thought to stand on these!
[Fjord didn't have time to inquire about her plans- only about enough time for brows to lift before Jester was hoisting herself to stand.
Only to end up right on her ass before he even has a chance to stand up, a startled chuckle slipping from him as he pushed to his feet, reaching down to catch her by the hands to help her back up.]
Here- hang onto me while you're sortin' out balance, hm?
[As Liem pulls away, gasping her name and cursing, Jester feels any of her remaining resolve begin to crumble. His fangs scrape lightly against her skin, raising goosebumps in their wake, and as he pulls her closer into his lap and his erection grinds up into her, it breaks entirely. Jester whimpers, her thighs squeezing tight around his waist, and then she abandons her previous plan in favor of falling backward onto the bed, dragging Liem down with her with her hand still threaded in his hair.]
Take your pants off, [she breathes, ragged and hungry,] and then fuck me.
[Why deprive themselves any further of what they both so clearly want?]
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