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[arasakadogs]

And why is that? (he asks dryly, amused be her apparent pouting. oda walks over to the end of the bed and neatly deposits sombra right in the middle.)

For someone who said you wanted me, you are being difficult. (he is teasing, of course.)

[la_sombra]

[Safely on the bed, Sombra forgets that she is supposed to be annoyed with Oda for interrupting her fun. Her gaze scans over him hungrily and when their gazes meet again, she flushes a little and turns her head to examine a particularly interesting spot on the wall.]

I was having a little fun. [While the "pout" is back, she sounds rather pleased at his little show of athleticism.] You really need to throw me around?

[arasakadogs]

Please, (he huffs, breath hot against her jaw where he dives in to kiss.) I am being quite gentle.

[la_sombra]

[Sombra raises her head obediently, exposing the line of her throat to him as she huffs back.]

Don't.

[arasakadogs]

Mm. You want me to be rough with you? (oda hums between kisses and idly moving one hand further and further down her body. still gentle. so far.)

[la_sombra]

Mm-hmm, I like it. [She nods, excited at the idea of it.] Please.

[arasakadogs]

(his kiss along her neck turns to a bite, maybe hard enough to bruise.)

Since you asked nicely...(oda soothes her with a kiss but sombra has lit a fire in him with her request. finally he touches her, delving two fingers inside.)

[la_sombra]

[The bite earns a gasp, followed by a heated, needy sound Sombra makes in the back of her throat. One hand she uses to lean and the other she runs into the long fall of his hair, shifting her posture to open her legs further for him. ]

[arasakadogs]

(that sound she makes earns a pleased purr and he threatens to nip at her again, but the graze is softer with his attention divided. she is warm and wet and the want to be inside her a fuck her through the mattress is strong. really strong. he thrusts his fingers a few more times before withdrawing and making a bit of a show of licking his fingers clean.)

Tell me what you want.

[la_sombra]

[ The graze of his teeth earns another needy noise, colored with impatience. Sombra can't help but frown a little at the loss of his touch, eyes hazy with lust.]

Oda...[She whines, a little petulant before the sight of him takes the complaint right out her mouth. Her lips stay parted, her mouth a little dry as she watches him lick his fingers clean. Their eyes meet and she shudders at his hunger, at his question. She knows she can't answer "everything" - time is not their friend at the moment.

Settling for batting his hand out of the way, she kisses him hard, moaning at the taste of herself on his tongue.]

Fuck me.

[arasakadogs]

(he smiles against her kiss, taking some satisfaction in diffusing sombra's petulance. but he is not cruel, and he wants her too. oda grips her hips and pulls her to him and dispenses with any further prelude. it is a rough thrust with which he takes her, sinking to the hilt and making him groan in pleasure.

his lust is not unlike his anger: a well-restrained beast until he reaches a breaking point.)

[la_sombra]

[Sombra nips his lip as he grabs her, stifling a giggle under the show of strength. His rough thrust is met with a fluttering of lashes and a hot sigh of 'oh, fuck' as she feels him fill her mercilessly.

Wait, quiet - she remembers the need for silence, biting her lip as she meets his gaze with an enthusiastic nod.]

[arasakadogs]

(that sighed curse is electrifying and oda kisses her hard enough that their teeth clink together. a pace is quickly set, an animalistic rutting. he wants to feel all of her: teeth biting his lip, nails raking down the planes of his back, her velvet heat around his cock. he holds her gaze intensely, wondering if it woulf be too much if he were to put a hand to her throat but refraining from the impulse.)

[la_sombra]

[The roughness is almost hypnotizing; his kiss leaves her lips soft and swollen, each of his thrusts drawing little mewling noises. She clings to him, brows knitting with the effort to stay quiet.

Sombra meets his gaze, so weak for him, trying her best to keep her pleas low. 'Oda', 'Please', and 'More' until she breaks a little, groaning as she lifts her head to present her throat like a gift.]

Please

[arasakadogs]

(her pleas are music. fingers, deft and strong enough to break bone, find purchase upon her throat. oda moves unthinking, his nostrils flared as he breathes heavily and gaze unwavering. he uses just enough pressure with his thumb to one side, the rest on the other. sombra feels---sounds! looks!---so perfect he questions why he ever balked at her advances. the pace is unforgiving and he finds himself thankful that the headboard is mounted to the wall.)

[la_sombra]

[His strength is mesmerizing; hand so careful on her throat as he takes her. She knows he won't hurt her, but honestly, the fact he could gives her a rush and leaves her wanting everything he could give her. Sombra grins, lustful and wild, taking everything Oda gives, moaning quietly at his pace.]

Yes, Oda...

[arasakadogs]

(he leans down over sombra, close enough to kiss again and eyes intense. the pressure does not change, nor the snap of his hips again and again, chasing that which he has not had in some time. his free hand slips between them, seeking her pleasure too.)

Do not look away. (the order comes in a harshly whispered hiss.)

[la_sombra]

[Almost folded under him, Sombra feels the wave of pleasure beginning to crest. Oda's touch is heavenly; she's nearly overwhelmed by his hand at her throat, stroking her clit and the way he's filling her over and over. Her breath shallows a little as he meets her gaze.]

I won't - fuck - I won't, I won't.

[arasakadogs]

(she swears it to him and he makes good on the same promise, sea-colored eyes holding hers. he can feel the flutters---maybe it is the angle, the intensity, his demands. maybe it is everything all at once. he might later reflect upon (and tease her about) her unquestioned compliance in the throes of passion.)

Close. (oda grunts the warning, knowing that she is too.)

[la_sombra]

I'm safe. [Sombra responds quickly to his warning, wanting him to stay close and to keep his gaze. Keeping quiet, her words come faster - filthy encouragements as she looks at him through lowered lashes. Deep violet still meets electrifying blue as she shudders, words running together.]

I'm gonna come. Oda, please - I can't [She bites her lip, hand moving to cover her mouth to try and stifle the sound of a moan she can no longer hold back.]

[arasakadogs]

(his grip on her throat is released in an instant and while sombra does her damnedest to be quiet, oda's pace falters as he breaks with a half-stifled moan. the sensesations, her words of debaucerous encouragement all send him over the edge. her name escapes through gritted teeth.)

[la_sombra]

[She gasps as she finds her release, sent over the edge by Oda's growl of her name. For a moment the world is boneless bliss and the sound of their breathing.]

[arasakadogs]

(after a few moments he rolls of a sombra, realizing being practically folded in half cannot be comfortable. oda catches his breath and stares up at the ceiling, somewhat dazed in the wake of the encounter.)

That was not too much, was it? (it all felt quite intense considering they had only just met earlier that evening.)

[la_sombra]

[Stretching out, Sombra continues to catch her breath and closes her eyes for a moment. When Oda speaks, she smirks a little and shifts to lean up on her arm to look at him.]

Well, I had a great time. [She tilts her head, a little concerned.] You ok?

[arasakadogs]

I am fine. Better than fine, even. I merely wanted to make sure... (his train of thought dissolves and oda lets his eyes close.)