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Date: 2020-07-09 03:47 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He gave the shirt a toss. No need for that... and it gave way to the extent of what was happening in the detective's body. He reached back and worked the bra clasps undone, letting gravity take that garment down.]

Damn... look at you.

[All this, hiding under everything! With a grunt he couldn't take it anymore, and brought his own shirt up and over his head. He all but whipped the fuckin' thing to the side before he lowered, pressing a kiss beneath her navel and slowly working his way up. A palm caressed the curve of her belly's swell as if owning up to it, they did this, and as far as he was concerned, should they do this in the future he was all for it.

The benefit of having extra limbs was multitasking to boot: Those wing limbs slowly quested over the nest for all the pillows he'd brought, drawing them in and sliding them behind her back. He had an idea... he wanted her comfy, belly and all, but hadn't it been requested that maybe he dabble in a little extra boldness? Then let's get bold...]
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Date: 2020-07-10 04:12 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He turned his gaze up to meet hers and felt a chill in his stomach. She was crying... did he do something wrong? But rather than bolt up and apologize, he took all those suddenly worried nerves and pushed them way down.

He needed to think about this. After he pushed himself upright he kissed her cheek, framed the other in his palm.]


Aw... Hey, you okay?

[Another, a light brush against her lips.]

Want me to keep goin'...?

Date: 2020-07-10 04:58 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He was relieved he let himself think than panic. He sank into her touch and eased right in, kissing her as her words echoed in his mind. With a sweep of his thumbs over her cheeks, he would happily abide.

He still had some matters to attend to, hadn't he? As both hands swept to her rear, he neatly propped her up to get these pants off. She wouldn't be needing those, neither. Clothing was for hiding right now, and he wanted to see all of her, wished her to be proud of every last inch of her.

His wingclaws resumed their task, building quite the little throne of pillows. Normal positions wouldn't work here, with weight bearing down on her as it was, making her achy and uncomfortable. No, they needed to be something like the day they sank beneath the waves at Crystal Beach... weightless, all wrapped up in each other.

He gently deepened the kiss with a moan as his hands moved to cup her breasts, thumbs slowly teasing at budding nipples.]

Date: 2020-07-11 04:58 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[Their linked sensations sent little shivers over his body as well. Her ache was his, something that urged him to deprive himself of his pants, kicking them away until they were a pair of naked jaybirds nestled away. Small marks from her Iris-blessed suckers were a soft pink against his skin, paired with little bites normally hidden away beneath clothing.

Kanji slowly withdrew, lips warm and buzzing. He lowered his mouth to taste her further, sweeping his teasing fingers aside to kiss along the curves of her breasts. He was reminded of her run-in with that strange octopus, recalled how tender they were before. It was a memory that wasn't quick to leave him, nor was the sweet taste that coated his tongue each time he drew deeply from her.

When he ran his tongue slowly against each nipple, ending in a small flick, he wondered if she ached from a fullness, something he would happily provide relief should she need it. If not, well... he would just fire her up a little more. He opened up and shared a shameless bliss with her; he loved putting his mouth on her, running his tongue against her skin, feeling little shivers.]

Date: 2020-07-12 05:16 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[Only days, but it felt like weeks. He burned like the moon had gone green, wing limbs running their claws along her thighs as his lips, his tongue played along her skin. A shiver was always encouraging, stirred the blood, but the moan sent a sharp thrum over his body and threatened to steal his breath.

Heavy, but not full it seemed... that's a relief. But in kissing her here, he could feel her heart quickening. His was pounding as his tongue swirled each swollen bud, all too happy to find out what other little quivers and sounds he could coax out of her. Don't be so reserved, detective... he even pulled away to blow a soft, cool breath against damp skin.

Whether or not the kids would need them, right now, they were all his. His fingers slipped to her folds, running up and down.]


Hmmm... I wonder what else I can do for my Bunny...?

Date: 2020-07-13 12:47 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He wondered if she had a magic voice, too. When she answered, it was like soft fingertips along his spine, sending the fine hairs at the back of his neck standing on end. She didn't even need to bid him please... because the moment she said she needed it, his ache deepened.]

Of course. Here...

[He rose and kissed her, happy to see she was feeling better about herself. After a pat of the pillows, he guided her to her side, letting one of those cushions handle the burden of her belly, give her a little break. When Kanji shifted he settled in behind her, his hands running along her body. He was hard, bumping against her thighs as he pressed flush against her back as his lips sought her ear and caught the lobe for a little suckle.]

And so ya don't miss a thing...

[Perhaps he should check in with the Ware Wolf to see about keeping these wings. As one gently lifted one of those long legs of hers, the other nudged a peculiar choice into view: A mirror, borrowed from his old studio at home for morning rituals after nights spent in the nest.]

I'm gonna leave that riiight there.

[He lined himself up, and after wrapping his arms around her, thrust deep inside. He didn't bite back the moan that slipped from him.]

Date: 2020-07-14 03:24 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He turned his gaze to the reflection. Despite the fact that he'd turned pink, it didn't stop him from meeting her gaze, eyes hooded as he began to withdraw, his length covered in the sheen of mingled juices, before he thrust back in again. He felt like he was getting sucked in already, her lower lips tight around his cock.

His pace was deep yet mellow in the first, a stroke that matched the way his palm caressed her belly, chroma warming his skin and sending a tingle in the wake of his touch.]


You feel so damn good, Naoto...

[Each press flush against her hips, each apex was joined by a little grind. With his eyes still turned to the mirror, he made a show of pressing his lips to her neck, to her jawline. The mark of the Astella gleamed beneath his heavily-pierced ear.

It spoke of a message, etched in his body language: All mine.]

Date: 2020-07-14 07:42 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[A suitable reminder, fact, and one he hoped she'd keep in mind in the future. They'd talked about possibilities, alarming themselves to a degree, and yet...

But right here, right now, she felt so full. Her chest had definitely caught Kanji's attention, bobbing along and he had to touch her more, looping an arm beneath to cup an ample breast. The sigh he gave, that soft moan, rolled warm breath along her neck as he started taking her faster, that hunger building and burning in his core. He could feel each flutter of her inner walls around him, driving his length to pulse in kind, each clap of bare flesh meshing together, and it was no mystery as to how they got to be like this in the first place.

His mind spun with everything over the link, doubled with their rings. I-if he timed it right, if he held out a little more, they could cum together.]

Date: 2020-07-15 12:56 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He couldn't bear it for long himself. Everything shared, everything seen was an overload that threatened to unwind him, but it was like the world fell out from under him. He teetered, but soon entered that blissful freefall that set every nerve within him abuzz.

She cried out and he held on tight, slamming once more into her as he felt himself overflow, mind spinning as each flutter from her was met with a heat pumping, pooling from him. Here he stayed close, a messy grind that kept him flush against her as his lips brushed against her cheek, the corner of her mouth that he could reach.

As that ecstasy ebbed, it bloomed into that warm, rather sunny feeling that he was more than happy to share over their link. He loved her dearly. What they'd created together, and what they would meet soon? By Lyestella, he loved them, too. ...Wait, who was Lyestella...?]

Date: 2020-07-15 04:30 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[He nodded.]

Yeah... just had an instinct thought about the mountain kingdom. Like first it was to make the nest, and then find you...

[Lyestellus and Lyestella... they were connected and he'd be foolish to think otherwise. As he shifted to reach her better, he swept back her hair. Now, he could kiss her in full. So happy to have made the nest, so happy to have found her again, the kiss was warm and lingering.]

...Now it's makin' sure you and the eggs're safe.

Date: 2020-07-15 04:33 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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[Were it up to him they'd just snuggle 24/7. As his heart fluttered, he happily settled for quiet moments like these where they were all wrapped up in each other.]

That's a fair point. It also means keepin' them away from all the crazy shit that happens here after the moons. Any bad guys'd not only need to deal with us, but a mountain full of dragons.

[But he knew they'd fight the hardest. He rest a hand against her belly.]

Ah... I-I didn't get too rough in the end back there, did I? How're you feelin'?

Date: 2020-07-15 06:49 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] topgun_textiles
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You're welcome.

[He was so relieved he could show her how he felt, that no matter what, the way he saw her wouldn't change. As he nuzzled into her hair, he let his mind drift peacefully. This... may be their last peaceful time for a while.

Possible baby dragons and a move to the mountains, huh? It was really happening, but he'll be ready.]


...Should I keep the wings? I kinda like the wings.

[He couldn't help chuckling.]

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