[ He doesn't wait for a reply, instead moving his hand to thread into her hair. He moves forward to kiss her, insistent and passionate, his other arm wrapping around her to bring her closer. ]
[ -- That. Okay, that's a good sound. And he smiles a little, pulling back only long enough to press his lips against her neck, running his tongue along one of the lines of her tattoo, followed by gentle scraping of his teeth. ]
[ Again, she tilts her head to let him do as he pleases. The scrape of his teeth send little shivers down her spine, and she laughs, the sound practically a purr ]
[ He hums, the intonation slightly raised as if it were a question. He notices the way she shivers, and on a hunch he runs a circle with his tongue where her neck meets her shoulder, then bites. ]
[ The surprises her- certainly not in a bad way, but enough that her filter momentarily slips. She had no idea she'd enjoy the biting, scratching, what have you, but shit, that hurt in all the best ways. She sucks in a breath through her teeth, squirming against him in earnest.
(It occurs to her briefly that if she weren't becoming more human, she probably would not have been able to feel that. Thank god for small favors.) ]
[ Fuck, okay, that was a good reaction, and Peter chokes back a moan when her control drops, hands tightening their grip, because shit, he's seriously fucking aching right now, and the way she's moving against him is not helping and--
Screw it.
He shifts a little, giving him better access, and slides in his cock. He sighs, a mixture of relief and want, pulls her in closer, tongue sliding up her neck, to just beneath her jaw. ]
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[ ... Oh. Right. He smiles a little sheepishly. ]
I'm guessing that's a hint, huh?
[ He doesn't wait for a reply, instead moving his hand to thread into her hair. He moves forward to kiss her, insistent and passionate, his other arm wrapping around her to bring her closer. ]
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Yes, yes. This is much better. ]
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You're very good with your mouth.
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(It occurs to her briefly that if she weren't becoming more human, she probably would not have been able to feel that. Thank god for small favors.) ]
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Screw it.
He shifts a little, giving him better access, and slides in his cock. He sighs, a mixture of relief and want, pulls her in closer, tongue sliding up her neck, to just beneath her jaw. ]