murderbirdy | in the dark I see you

in the dark I see you

[The southern city, late afternoon. Time doesn't change a place like this; it's as hedonistic and rough-and-tumble in parts as it ever was. And of course, the seedier places of the city thrive in the shadow of all that glitter and glam; a curious girl who grew up on stories might find herself enticed by that sort of place.

Which is why this particular raven has done exactly that. And for a fashion-conscious girl, she walks through the streets with the confidence of someone who fears nothing.

It's going to get her in trouble. Someone might want to intervene.]

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[He's on the bed and leaned over top of her in seconds. Yeah, birdboy is kind of incredibly physical, it's turning out. Weird demi genetics.]

Whatever you say.

[He'll just return the favor, groping her chest some while he moves to undo her bra.]

Oh, what a sharp tongue.

[She's gasping and squirming some under his touch, but it's not that hard to get the thing off. This is inspiring her to do some...interesting things with her magic while feeling him up.

Like casually upping his endorphin response. c: Have fun with that...it's nowhere near the levels, say, a bitty life spirit puts out, but still.]

Put it to better use, Kiran.

[Which is to say, she's just going to yank him down with her hand not doing weird magic shit to kiss him. With, uh. A lot of tongue and enthusiasm, wow.]</small

[He is fine to basically kiss her like he's trying to tear her jaw off, but she's going to find that he's not going to let up; he can kiss her and also work on stripping her naked at a record rate. But once he's got her panties off he seems interested in just making out and feeling up her curves for a bit, to see exactly where she's sensitive.]

You seem to have mistaken my kindness for a weakness, Marie...

N-not...exactly.

[Yeah, she's uh. She's apparently real sensitive to touch, given how she's squirming and wait was that tattoo there before and why does it kind of tingle when he touches it--]

Other moons and, ah...other nights, with more care and consideration than my whims and yours...that's a better night for kindness. Someone such as you...deserves more of a spectacle of it, if we're going to speak of things like romance...

[So, she's got one hand feeling it's way down his stomach towards the danger zone, and one ghosting up his spine to tangle in some of his feathers, and there's...a sense that she's starting to find his weak spots like she somehow already knew where they were. This is juxtaposed by her...bumping her forehead to his? Marie, what.]

I want to see your hunger, your sweetness...I want everything.

Oh? You're asking quite the price. And more, you speak of spectacle?

[That tattoo is curious to him, even as she plays with his wings -- something he seems to enjoy the sensation of, given the noise he made when she did -- but he's going to trace that tattoo, running his own mana through its wards some. It leaves him a hand free to casually feel up one of her breasts, seeming to be returning this favor of touching.]

What are you offering in return? What... trade is there between us?

[She has to pause a second, partially to shudder incredibly and make a noise that sounded like that bit of mana was almost painful, and partially because it takes her a moment to stop being dazed enough to find eye contact. This is important enough.]

...Wouldn't it naturally be even trade? Mine for yours. Or is that not enough?

It serves. I just wanted to make sure things were clear, is all.

[He doesn't use mana this time, but he does trace the length of the brand again with his finger, smirking. Seems he's rather fascinated by this.]

Simply ask of me what you would~

Nnngh... [Well, it's...spread, since he used mana on it, although it appears to have settled back down. It's certainly pretty, a sort of spiraling, abstract design that never quite looks like the same thing twice. Wonder what that's about...]

W-well, right now I'd love for you to stop being such a fucking clittease already. Let's start with that.

Oh yeah? Something like this?

[He can pull his own underwear off enough to get this grind underway, but he's not going to do anything beyond be agonizingly slow with it. Strangely, he'll stop playing with the brand so he can get an arm under her to hold her close during this.]

A-haaa...[Right, if he's going to be like that, she's got no problem using the hand still in his wings to ruffle the shit out of him while she demonstrates what absolute muscle control can do with you in the hip action department. Which is to say, she can match that agonizing pace with some seriously unfair motion, here, no problem.

She did bring her other hand up to his face to pull him into another kiss again...it's not really an instant case of feelings but, if he's going to be weirdly sweet than she's got no reason not to be.]

[He rather seems to enjoy the kiss, and there's kind of a swallowed chirp at the ruffling of feathers -- she might be getting him in the best mood he's been in in weeks if nothing else -- but he's going to just keep trying to see if he can slowly increase pace, just try to drive her nuts with his hips.]

I. I must say... You are full of surprises.

[He's...definitely getting to her, but she's competitive and has no qualms being as unfair as she possibly can, so she's pulling everything she can to match him inch for inch and not lose her composure. But given he can probably feel the hand in his feathers spasm a little before she smoothes the feathers back out, her control has it's limits.]

I could say the, hhaa, the same...

[His own breath is getting a bit ragged, his wings just kind of flaring out some when she smoothes them back out. She's wearing him down too, but now it's become a competition. One he has no interest in losing. Strange how it seems to necessitate eye contact like this.]

J-just say it...

You...fffirst...

[My that is one hell of a grin. And dragging her hands down his spine and chest with mana charged into her fingers again please enjoy happy fun endorphin rush.]

Ahaaa...?!

[That is a look of absolute surprise on his face, his wings just unfurled, his hips stuttered and he just almost lost his balance.]

...Oh, too much?

[She kind of jumped at that stutter. Marie, marie please be more careful with that. She actually looks legitimately sheepish that did not work quite as intended.]

Au contraire.

[She'd be forgiven for not noticing where his hand had drifted until the mana pulse. He might have timed another thrust of his hips with it. And brought his wings in for a kind of canopy effect.]

I want you at my mercy even more now...

A-aahhh...!

[That. That might do it, because that was almost outright more a scream than a moan, and she's just...going berserk with her hips. She actually dropped her hands back to to the sheets so she didn't just claw the fuck out of his wings.]

[When she loses it he will follow suit, just a relentless, frantic grind to follow. But he isn't pumping any more mana into her brand, he's just going to kind of grab her ass a little roughly instead for better leverage.]

Ahahaha!

[Yeah, that's it, she's going to yank him down into a savage fucking kiss while she's bucking like some prize bull. Clearly she's aiming for mutually assured destruction, here.]

[Well, he's not interested in losing this breakneck pace, instead aiming to kiss her senseless, hands all over her body in an attempt to drive her to perhaps overstimulation. It's so much he just accidentally opened his wings again. She's going to take him down, but he wants to see if he can drive her over the edge first.]

[It'll be close, that's for certain, but even in as good a shape she is, she can't compete with him for that long. It's a pretty explosive orgasm that lifts her hips right off the bed, and she has to break the kiss to kind of wheeze for air. Yeah, safe to say she enjoyed that.]

[She doesn't mind him literally picking her up some to work himself to his hips to an orgasmic burst himself. And once he has he's... picking her up into a hug? Even wrapping wings around her? What??]

[...This is new and she's confused? But if he's going to get cuddly she's going to tuck her head into his shoulder and trying to catch her breath and scattered wits.]

...You really are sweet, aren't you?

Would you prefer we not do this, then?

[He chuckles a bit, nuzzling into her cheek.]

I worried I pushed too hard.

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