(she's winning him, at least here, when their bodies are intertwined like that, giving him his name to the bottom of his ear, all this care and compassion that leaks from every touch, every gasp, and every moan.
with her reaching it, all he can do is reach it too, and the dilemma comes to his brain at the last moment possible. he has yet to see children in this place, but none of them should have a sleepless night in concern... as much as he'd love to be just a little selfish and possessive and claim it like that.
experience does do wonders. a thrust away from climaxing, he pulls out, letting his hand do the work - warmness landing on her stomach as he gasps for air.)
... Sorry... I didn't want to do it without asking for permission, and it was too late...
( She didn't think about it either, beyond the initial realisation that Emily said it's safe, never thinking to mention it. Too impatient to mention it.
But, without a preference, Kate's fine with going along with Shin's choice. And, perhaps, when the fog of arousal lifts from her head, this will seem preferable to sticky fluids between her thighs. (There's enough of those already, just from herself.) The trail of warmth is creamy against her skin, the scent of sex thick in the air around them as she catches her breath. )
It's... fine. ( Hm. It needs to be cleaned up, though. ) Pass me those tissues.
( Because the other option is her clothes and she's not going to the laundomat with crusty fabrics. )
(as if kate would be the one to clean it. 'pass'... nope. he picks a few, getting his own hand wipe down the mess he's made on her, lips busy pressing wherever they can reach. knees, thigh. a smile won't leave it, making it harder to kiss.
off to the trash the tissues go and he stretches, feeling the burn from her nails on his skin.)
( ...Oh. Well, that's okay too. As are the kisses, each of which get satisfied little noises from Kate, who sits up once he's done cleaning, stifling a yawn as she does so.
But still having the energy to gently swat his hip. )
Hush.
( Also, nice? She'd think it registered as far more than nice, thank you. )
(always like that, but he knows she's happy, all the little noises she's made even when the kisses had been delicate. well, he'll at least get his boxers and jeans back so he can go to the window. please, he needs like 4 cigarettes to unwind from this.)
( Lies. Lies and slander. She is still grumpy. ... Except she isn't. She's content and a little bit sleepy and going to grab a beer from the fridge when he speaks. )
( It's blink and you miss it quick, especially if you're smoking out the window, but maybe, just maybe, there's a moment where Kate sticks her tongue out in response to that comment.
Or maybe it's just a trick of the shitty lighting in this flat. )
( That was never going to be the case, anyway. But she's just gonna sip her drink and roll her eyes. Yes, it's hypocritical to call him out on "catching his breath" with a cigarette when she's hydrating with beer, but Kate never said she wasn't a hypocrite, so.
But she likes to think she's more fun, at least? )
(she is fun. shin adores her with his every breath, even the ones that are covered in smoke. he's laughing at his own joke, but there's a beaming smile that won't leave his lips--
ah. wait. there is something.)
... You don't think we can mess it up, right? I haven't seen any children so far.
( ... That's a good point, actually. Kate takes a drink before she responds, the action as much a chance to mull over that point as it is actual desire for beer. )
You... were alright with it, yeah?
( He wasn't just agreeing because she was on his lap and asking to continue, right? )
Mhm? Yeah. Completely - but I wanted to have cummed in. I forgot to ask if I could before to was too late, so on top of absolutely not wanting children, I think it's disrespectful to just do that without permission.
( Well, that's... honestly never a dilemma she ever expected to be presented with. Kate stares at him, those brown eyes deep as the coffee she chugs in the mornings, inscrutable as she considers this concept.
If it's harmless, then... )
Do it next time.
( A shrug. They've never said anything about it but she's guessing there'll be a next time. )
Is there gonna be a next time?
( And, because that question is already answered, in Kate's mind, her tone is light. Teasing. A soft quirk of her lips as she takes another drink. )
(didn't he just tell her he wasn't done with her yet? there's such a grin on his face as he puts off the cigarette, flicking it through the window. if it looks like he was going to his jacket, she'd be so mistaken.
behind her, his hands go to her hips again, bringing her close as he hides against fair skin, pulling the lobe of her ear between teeth.)
( She was just about to try pulling out the couch so they could sleep, but apparently he's not that tired yet. While Kate can feel the edges of tiredness, the first signs she always tries to ignore anyway.
It's an easy decision to straighten up, turning her head so she can brush her lips against Shin's, rocking her hips against his.
It doesn't seem like he needs to think about it, really. )
(wonders of age. he's sure he won't be able to get aroused to quickly once he gets older, but it's been enough time that shin's teenage body has recovered, at least partially. they might have to work on it a little, but he's not complaining.
it's a hell of a kiss he's going to give her, fatigue pushed aside as he moves against her mouth with hunger, like he's never kissed her before. from all the previous activities, they're a bit sticky, but he doesn't mind as his hands instigate the movement of her hips, gripping a little.)
( ... Well, apparently she just hit on one of his kinks with that offer, huh? Shin kisses her like she's the only thing that matters for the moment, a jolt of energy like lightning through her veins, shaking off those edges of sleepiness. Hands wake up, find the sides of Shin's throat, slide into his hair.
She twists deeper into him, lets him guide her hips in a rhythm while tongues meet and teeth graze lips.
Hungrier. Rougher. More familiar and yet... There's always that undercurrent of something tender, something kind which Kate seeks out each and every time her tongue finds Shin's, each and every time her fingers run through his hair or grow tighter in the lengths.
Something she doesn't want to lose, like a light or a fire in the cold, dark winter. )
it hasn't been that long, but in this place, her body feels like home already. her curves, a sanctuary, her mouth a place of worship. her company, a breeze of fresh air in the morning. it's nice, more than so, and he can't find himself leaving her alone, even with how tired both of them might be.
not when she's playing with his hair like that.
he might feel much more awake, but well, he still needs to get blood pumping. his hand curls around his cock, distancing himself to stroke it as his teeth run against her neck.
( That's fine by her. The edges of tiredness slide away, dissolve as easily as her nerves do under his fingers. Lust may be the driver which drives Shin's movements, but it finds a friend in the desire to be anything but a passive part of this which curls in Kate and has her hand sliding back, gently slipping on top of his. )
I've got it.
( It feels wrong to do it any other way, to let him work himself when she's here and can do what girls are good for. If she's allowed, fingers will curl around soft flesh, working with practiced ease as she moves. She knows her part in this dance, after all. )
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with her reaching it, all he can do is reach it too, and the dilemma comes to his brain at the last moment possible. he has yet to see children in this place, but none of them should have a sleepless night in concern... as much as he'd love to be just a little selfish and possessive and claim it like that.
experience does do wonders. a thrust away from climaxing, he pulls out, letting his hand do the work - warmness landing on her stomach as he gasps for air.)
... Sorry... I didn't want to do it without asking for permission, and it was too late...
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But, without a preference, Kate's fine with going along with Shin's choice. And, perhaps, when the fog of arousal lifts from her head, this will seem preferable to sticky fluids between her thighs. (There's enough of those already, just from herself.) The trail of warmth is creamy against her skin, the scent of sex thick in the air around them as she catches her breath. )
It's... fine. ( Hm. It needs to be cleaned up, though. ) Pass me those tissues.
( Because the other option is her clothes and she's not going to the laundomat with crusty fabrics. )
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off to the trash the tissues go and he stretches, feeling the burn from her nails on his skin.)
... Nice.
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But still having the energy to gently swat his hip. )
Hush.
( Also, nice? She'd think it registered as far more than nice, thank you. )
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... I really like sleeping with you.
(no shit.)
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Wouldn't have guessed.
( D e a d p a n. )
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(he's just playing, laughter coming off with smoke, before he blows the remaining of it outside.)
I'm not done with you, though. Just let me catch my breath.
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Or maybe it's just a trick of the shitty lighting in this flat. )
... With a cigarette?
( Little shit. )
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(Little Shit.)
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But she likes to think she's more fun, at least? )
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ah. wait. there is something.)
... You don't think we can mess it up, right? I haven't seen any children so far.
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Oh, right. It slipped her mind entirely. )
That's what Emily said. Clinic doesn't have a condom bowl 'cause no one can get pregnant.
1/2
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2/2
(COULD HAVE CUM INSIDE WITH NO GUILT... IF THEY HAD TALKED PREVIOUSLY...
TALK TO YOUR PARTNERS ABOUT SEX, CHILDREN.)
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( That's a weird reaction to have. )
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(there we have it.)
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You... were alright with it, yeah?
( He wasn't just agreeing because she was on his lap and asking to continue, right? )
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Oh.
( Well, that's... honestly never a dilemma she ever expected to be presented with. Kate stares at him, those brown eyes deep as the coffee she chugs in the mornings, inscrutable as she considers this concept.
If it's harmless, then... )
Do it next time.
( A shrug. They've never said anything about it but she's guessing there'll be a next time. )
Is there gonna be a next time?
( And, because that question is already answered, in Kate's mind, her tone is light. Teasing. A soft quirk of her lips as she takes another drink. )
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behind her, his hands go to her hips again, bringing her close as he hides against fair skin, pulling the lobe of her ear between teeth.)
I'll think about it.
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( She was just about to try pulling out the couch so they could sleep, but apparently he's not that tired yet. While Kate can feel the edges of tiredness, the first signs she always tries to ignore anyway.
It's an easy decision to straighten up, turning her head so she can brush her lips against Shin's, rocking her hips against his.
It doesn't seem like he needs to think about it, really. )
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(wonders of age. he's sure he won't be able to get aroused to quickly once he gets older, but it's been enough time that shin's teenage body has recovered, at least partially. they might have to work on it a little, but he's not complaining.
it's a hell of a kiss he's going to give her, fatigue pushed aside as he moves against her mouth with hunger, like he's never kissed her before. from all the previous activities, they're a bit sticky, but he doesn't mind as his hands instigate the movement of her hips, gripping a little.)
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She twists deeper into him, lets him guide her hips in a rhythm while tongues meet and teeth graze lips.
Hungrier. Rougher. More familiar and yet... There's always that undercurrent of something tender, something kind which Kate seeks out each and every time her tongue finds Shin's, each and every time her fingers run through his hair or grow tighter in the lengths.
Something she doesn't want to lose, like a light or a fire in the cold, dark winter. )
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it hasn't been that long, but in this place, her body feels like home already. her curves, a sanctuary, her mouth a place of worship. her company, a breeze of fresh air in the morning. it's nice, more than so, and he can't find himself leaving her alone, even with how tired both of them might be.
not when she's playing with his hair like that.
he might feel much more awake, but well, he still needs to get blood pumping. his hand curls around his cock, distancing himself to stroke it as his teeth run against her neck.
now it's lust. sorry, kate. horny.)
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I've got it.
( It feels wrong to do it any other way, to let him work himself when she's here and can do what girls are good for. If she's allowed, fingers will curl around soft flesh, working with practiced ease as she moves. She knows her part in this dance, after all. )
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