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[arasakadogs]

(oda hisses at the tug and again he remembers the primal feeling from the first time. he does not answer only kisses her with a harsh assertiveness that says "yes you will". he paws roughly at her too, hands sliding down sombra's bare back and underneath her dress.)

[la_sombra]

[He descends with another kiss and she bites him again, hard enough to threaten blood. With one hand she bats at his roaming hands, and with the other, she pulls at his haori, just enough to suggest what she wants him to do.]

Told you.

[arasakadogs]

(the hint of cooper dances on his tongue and oda is undeterred; if anything he is further incited. he shrugs free of the haori, kissing her again possessively.)

Wild woman, (he almost tsks.) I will tame you.

[la_sombra]

[She kisses him deeply this time, moaning into it as she starts to play with the buttons on his shirt.]

You can try.

[arasakadogs]

(it is oda's turn to bat at sombra's hands, not wanting her to have her way so easily either. push and pull. he goes for her neck, teeth grazing with intent to bruise.)

[la_sombra]

[It's so much fun to fight but when his teeth graze her skin, Sombra whines, bearing her throat.]

Fuck.

[arasakadogs]

(he nips again, giving her more of what she very clearly likes. oda has a feeling that if they had a proper conversation beforehand sombra would probably permit him to be quite rough. for now, he tempers most of those urges.)

I told you to show me. (his voice is dusky. it is more reminder than demand, though, as he keeps his attention on sombra's neck.)

[la_sombra]

[Roughness is never a problem, for her so long as it's in pursuit of pleasure. Sombra growls, using one hand to keep his head where it is and using the other to drag her nails down his back, hard enough to be felt through the shirt.]

[arasakadogs]

(greedy hands find their way once more to the hem of sombra's dress, hiking it up to expose a smooth swath of thigh. oda bruises kisses along from her neck and up the line of her jaw until he catches one earlobe between his teeth. her nails rake across his back and he cannot keep at bay a soft, thrilled huff.)

[la_sombra]

[Feeling her dress shift, Sombra sighs. Oda's mouth is warm, his teeth are sharp against her skin and each kiss earns a little moan, low in her throat. For a moment she has to breathe and get her sense back, shivering at the way he sounds like an animal.

She hikes the dress higher herself, settling it at her hips before pushing at his chest with one hand.]

Take those off.

[It's not quite a demand, voice going sultry as she reaches up to open the fastening at the neck of her dress.]

[arasakadogs]

(he does not balk, too consumed now with his own want to be churlish. oda unbuttons his shirt in short order and sheds it entirely to be forgotten. his slacks and underwear also meet their fate in a pile on the hotel floor.

he watches, too, as sombra works at her own dress and reveals more skin upon which he will leave his mark. she may have promised to be difficult but he will make certain that days from now when sombra looks in the mirror she will see remnants of his affection.)

[la_sombra]

[She knows Oda is watching her, feeling his hungry gaze as her own clothes are left on the floor of the room. Idly she traces her neck and hisses a little once she reaches his handiwork, one spot in particular bruised already.

Casting a glance, Sombra thinks for a moment before moving in to catch Oda with a rough kiss of her own and pressing her body along his.]

[arasakadogs]

(the back of his thighs hit the neat table in the entryway with the force of sombra's movement. it sends a small decorative figure clattering to the floor but it does not matter. what matters is the sting of teeth and draw of her lips against his own. she is warm and welcoming against him and oda wonders if she has given up on making things difficult.

oda slips one hand between them and between her legs, curious as to loud she would be getting.)

[la_sombra]

[The sound of the figure falling makes her smile against his mouth. Oda's tease draws a protest, muffled slightly by their kiss. Instead, she pushes his hand away and pulls away, making for the bed.]

We should at least get away from the door, before any of that.

[arasakadogs]

And what if I want you against the wall? On the floor? (he asks somewhat rhetorically but certainly follows sombra to the bed. oda cannot resist the urge, the need to have his hands on her, his lips against hers.)

Are you finally going to show me?

[la_sombra]

Seems like you lost your chance. [She knows full well that if they'd gotten that far, she wouldn't have stopped him - at least against the wall, anyway.

On the bed, Sombra scoots back from the edge - intent on making Oda follow her.]

Depends. You gonna do what I say?

[arasakadogs]

I could take you back there with ease, (he argues even as he climbs on the bed after her. the mattress shifts under their combined weight and oda moves to cage her body with his own. there is still much of her skin untouched and needing his attention.)

If it is part of this fantasy you have so selfishly withheld, (oda mutters against her collarbone.) I will comply.

[la_sombra]

[All his arguing seems to do is makes Sombra chuckle. If Oda wasn't so cute when he was annoyed, she would have very little problem letting him have control.

No, she'd much rather enjoy the way his gaze runs over her body and his lips murmuring against her skin.]

Good, because I want your mouth first.

[arasakadogs]

Greedy, (he exhales hotly even as he begins his descent. oda would give her that which she has asked but on his own terms. moving from her collarbone down towards her breasts he is certainly eager but unhurried to get to his destination. oda kisses along each breast and teases with nips at the gloriously soft skin.

finally he moves on, dragging lips down her abdomen and further still until oda settles between her legs, glancing upwards before he begins.)

[la_sombra]

[Sombra hums an agreement as he explores her body. She greedily takes all he gives too; arching into his kisses and whining a little at each nip. Eager and ready as he works his way down her body, she meets his gaze and nods as he settles above her center. He looks ready to devour her and she shudders.]

[arasakadogs]

(and devour oda does. the scent of the hot springs lingers on her yet. he works diligently, seeking to coax all the sounds he forbade the last time from her. kissing, lapping, drinking her in and savoring every whine and shudder...this had been part of sombra's fantasy. the though of her alone and thinking of him, using her own hand makes him ache.)

[la_sombra]

[Pleasure lances through her as he works. Sombra doesn't bother keeping quiet - sighs become whimpers, whimpers become moans.]

Yes...wanted you like this...so bad...

[He's so much better than dreaming, so much better than being alone and wishing. She rocks against his mouth, greedy for sensation.]

More, baby. Give me more...

[arasakadogs]

(bright eyes flick upwards and acknowledging her pleas. oda takes his time actually acting on her request, though. arms hook around sombra's thighs to keep them parted but also to make her be still as he works in teasing patterns and pressure until settling on something consistent.)

[la_sombra]

[Violet meets blue and Sombra shudders; those eyes of his are unfair. She arches a little in his grasp, fighting for more as he teases her.]

Oda...

[Once he settles into a rhythm, she moans a little louder.]

Fuck.

[arasakadogs]

(her moans do encourage him not to tease too much; oda wants to hear more of them. more of his name, more of her cursing. unrelenting, he continues with intent to drive sombra to the edge.)