(likewise, he can feel her trust, with how she just allows him to proceed and there is no sneer, just an eagerness to follow his lead. she's been changing, he can tell, from flinching and worrying, to just allowing herself to feel - that's what he wanted in the first place.
telltale signs of a climax should tell him to let go himself, but he doesn't, even if it's ridiculously hard to hold on with her clenching around him, nails sliding, and the noises that hit his ears. he knows he can make it last longer, so the rhythm he had employed in both hips and hand slow, almost like a waltz, so perhaps he can get her to come again before he does.)
( Even she can't manage a snarky remark when being driven to pleasure like this. Or, really, think of anything much at all beyond fuck, that feels good.
Which, apparently, is exactly what she needs. Kate doesn't remember the last time she felt relaxed like this, the last time all that existed was the moment without her needing to drown everything else out with alcohol or the whistling of wind in her ears.
She doesn't remember, and right now it doesn't matter. All that matters is the way pleasure tingles down to the very ends of her fingertips, the way Shin slows down and makes every overstimulated brush of nerves send tremors through each and every muscle. The only things that matter are finding something for purchase as she's left without a moment's reprieve, the softness of his touch which she arches into even as she continues to twitch and tighten around him, legs clinging to his waist and head tipping back into the couch cushion, trying to get space, air. To stop from spinning off into bliss again. )
(he's going to look like he's gotten into an altercation with a cat, with how much she's clinging to him, how her nails carved a picture to his skin earlier, and that only adds to the smile he has on his face. little by little, they've been working on something, and while none of them say it out loud, every time they get into bed, it's clear. kate, once fearful and tense, learning to allow herself to be taken by trust. shin, who hardly ever thinks of his own pleasure, solely a tool to heal others from loneliness, learning how to take. it's a silent progression, carefully crafted for one another to grow.
here they are. it's not romantic love, shin wouldn't call it that, but it's certainly a type of love when one is aiding the other to grow.
each stroke of his hand, each thrust of his hips a tender move, slow and deep rather than desperate and rushed, and he can tell she's close - much like he is. a kiss to the forehead is wordless permission, she can let go. she won't lose this even if it ends this time.)
( He has. It's just that this cat starts with a K. (':
Some things are better unspoken, known but never acknowledged. These moments of softness are something only Shin gets to see, to feel, something Kate can only trust him with.
And that trust is still a fragile thing, still something laden with doubt when she's allowed to think too long, allowed to project qualities that never have found their way into Shin's touches or behaviour. Some cynical part of her which is still waiting for the other shoe to drop while the rest of her falls into trust, into hope and desire and lights at the end of the tunnel.
She might be an idiot, but when it feels this good to let go, to give herself over to his hands and his thrusts, being stupid is worth it. And so he wins, if this really is a competition, that wordless encouragement all Kate needs to give in to the all too intense bursts of pleasure rocking through her, a wave which washes through with the whisper of his name against his ear. )
(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. )
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Date: 2022-07-30 06:57 pm (UTC)telltale signs of a climax should tell him to let go himself, but he doesn't, even if it's ridiculously hard to hold on with her clenching around him, nails sliding, and the noises that hit his ears. he knows he can make it last longer, so the rhythm he had employed in both hips and hand slow, almost like a waltz, so perhaps he can get her to come again before he does.)
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Date: 2022-07-30 11:10 pm (UTC)Which, apparently, is exactly what she needs. Kate doesn't remember the last time she felt relaxed like this, the last time all that existed was the moment without her needing to drown everything else out with alcohol or the whistling of wind in her ears.
She doesn't remember, and right now it doesn't matter. All that matters is the way pleasure tingles down to the very ends of her fingertips, the way Shin slows down and makes every overstimulated brush of nerves send tremors through each and every muscle. The only things that matter are finding something for purchase as she's left without a moment's reprieve, the softness of his touch which she arches into even as she continues to twitch and tighten around him, legs clinging to his waist and head tipping back into the couch cushion, trying to get space, air. To stop from spinning off into bliss again. )
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Date: 2022-08-01 12:35 pm (UTC)here they are. it's not romantic love, shin wouldn't call it that, but it's certainly a type of love when one is aiding the other to grow.
each stroke of his hand, each thrust of his hips a tender move, slow and deep rather than desperate and rushed, and he can tell she's close - much like he is. a kiss to the forehead is wordless permission, she can let go. she won't lose this even if it ends this time.)
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Date: 2022-08-01 01:52 pm (UTC)Some things are better unspoken, known but never acknowledged. These moments of softness are something only Shin gets to see, to feel, something Kate can only trust him with.
And that trust is still a fragile thing, still something laden with doubt when she's allowed to think too long, allowed to project qualities that never have found their way into Shin's touches or behaviour. Some cynical part of her which is still waiting for the other shoe to drop while the rest of her falls into trust, into hope and desire and lights at the end of the tunnel.
She might be an idiot, but when it feels this good to let go, to give herself over to his hands and his thrusts, being stupid is worth it. And so he wins, if this really is a competition, that wordless encouragement all Kate needs to give in to the all too intense bursts of pleasure rocking through her, a wave which washes through with the whisper of his name against his ear. )
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Date: 2022-08-01 05:56 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-01 06:25 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-01 06:37 pm (UTC)off to the trash the tissues go and he stretches, feeling the burn from her nails on his skin.)
... Nice.
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Date: 2022-08-01 06:42 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-01 06:45 pm (UTC)... I really like sleeping with you.
(no shit.)
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Date: 2022-08-01 07:12 pm (UTC)Wouldn't have guessed.
( D e a d p a n. )
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Date: 2022-08-02 01:38 pm (UTC)(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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Date: 2022-08-03 04:32 pm (UTC)Or maybe it's just a trick of the shitty lighting in this flat. )
... With a cigarette?
( Little shit. )
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Date: 2022-08-03 04:33 pm (UTC)(Little Shit.)
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Date: 2022-08-03 04:46 pm (UTC)But she likes to think she's more fun, at least? )
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Date: 2022-08-03 04:49 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-03 07:08 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2022-08-03 07:15 pm (UTC)...
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Date: 2022-08-03 07:16 pm (UTC)(COULD HAVE CUM INSIDE WITH NO GUILT... IF THEY HAD TALKED PREVIOUSLY...
TALK TO YOUR PARTNERS ABOUT SEX, CHILDREN.)
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Date: 2022-08-03 07:27 pm (UTC)( That's a weird reaction to have. )
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Date: 2022-08-03 07:35 pm (UTC)(there we have it.)
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Date: 2022-08-03 07:51 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-03 08:08 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-03 09:02 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2022-08-03 09:16 pm (UTC)( 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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