[There really is something wonderful about making someone come. Loki doesn't let up as he feels her go over the edge, curling his finger inside her and continuing to suck at her clit until he feels her start to relax. Since it's the first time anyone has done this to her, he doesn't want to overwhelm her if she's overly sensitive in the wake of her pleasure. Instead, he kisses the inside of her thighs, though he doesn't remove his finger until she pulls him up for a kiss.
A kiss that he doesn't hold back from. He can't imagine he'll be the only one to do this to her, so Loki thinks it might be good to find out now with him if she's okay with the taste. He's happy to find that it doesn't seem to bother her.
Breaking the kiss briefly, he pulls back just enough to make sure this is really what she wants.]
Of course, anything the lady desires.
[His voice is low and sultry as he draws her into another deep and slow kiss. He presses a finger back into her slowly. The first time it was solely for pleasure, but now he wants to make sure she can take him without him hurting her. Loki works his finger in and out of her, continuing the slow pace, wanting her to relax again before he tries adding a second.]
(His finger wasn’t enough now, not because for any size or what he was doing - but because she craved more. She gasps against his lips, moaning low all while rocking her hips down in time with his movements.
Her body hums with pleasure, a simmering feeling beneath her skin after the explosion mere moments ago. It’s nothing like she’s ever experienced! Her own foray into exploration was never quite at this level.)
Ah! (She wraps her arms around his neck, nails biting into skin slightly.)Yes, that’s- oh my!
(She barely knows what to say, let alone what else to do but she knows she can’t just lay there.)
[It becomes apparent fairly quickly that Uta isn't going to need much more preparation, which is actually a bit of a relief as Loki's erection becomes more insistent. He's been hard for awhile and really, making Uta come was even more intense than he thought it might be.
Still, he doesn't want to hurt her, or do anything she may not enjoy, especially given this is her first time. As much as he's starting to feel rather desperate for more himself, he doesn't want to do anything that she may not like. So, he takes his time and presses in a second finger, working her open a bit more quickly now.
Really, she doesn't have to say anything. All Loki wants is for her to relax and enjoy, though he's pretty sure that is happening anyway. After a bit more time, he finally slips his fingers free and pulls back just enough to look at her directly.]
Are you ready?
[His voice is low and just this side of desperate. His cock aches as he grips himself, stroking a couple of times out of sheer need as he waits for her go ahead, at which point he will slowly begin to press inside her.]
(The inclusion of a second finger causes her to gasp out, clinging to his neck a little tighter. He could definitely keep doing that, she thinks, as she finally opens her eyes to look at the ceiling. She takes in a deep breath, trying to calm her beating heart as it pounds in her chest.
The loss of his fingers has her whining, trying to chase after them when he finally speaks up and she stops. She swallows, focusing on his face as she feels the weight of that question.
Was she ready?
She blinks, registering, before she smiles gently and nods.)
Yes. Please, I— I want this.
(The first press of his cock against her was exhilarating. This was the moment, not that it changed much, but it was exciting in a way that she was able to spend this with someone patient. As he continues to push forward, filling her slowly, she can’t help but moan.
It’s different than his fingers. It’s not what she expected. Warm, weighty, thick— how would he fit? She doesn’t know, she just wants to feel all of him.)
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A kiss that he doesn't hold back from. He can't imagine he'll be the only one to do this to her, so Loki thinks it might be good to find out now with him if she's okay with the taste. He's happy to find that it doesn't seem to bother her.
Breaking the kiss briefly, he pulls back just enough to make sure this is really what she wants.]
Of course, anything the lady desires.
[His voice is low and sultry as he draws her into another deep and slow kiss. He presses a finger back into her slowly. The first time it was solely for pleasure, but now he wants to make sure she can take him without him hurting her. Loki works his finger in and out of her, continuing the slow pace, wanting her to relax again before he tries adding a second.]
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Her body hums with pleasure, a simmering feeling beneath her skin after the explosion mere moments ago. It’s nothing like she’s ever experienced! Her own foray into exploration was never quite at this level.)
Ah! (She wraps her arms around his neck, nails biting into skin slightly.) Yes, that’s- oh my!
(She barely knows what to say, let alone what else to do but she knows she can’t just lay there.)
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Still, he doesn't want to hurt her, or do anything she may not enjoy, especially given this is her first time. As much as he's starting to feel rather desperate for more himself, he doesn't want to do anything that she may not like. So, he takes his time and presses in a second finger, working her open a bit more quickly now.
Really, she doesn't have to say anything. All Loki wants is for her to relax and enjoy, though he's pretty sure that is happening anyway. After a bit more time, he finally slips his fingers free and pulls back just enough to look at her directly.]
Are you ready?
[His voice is low and just this side of desperate. His cock aches as he grips himself, stroking a couple of times out of sheer need as he waits for her go ahead, at which point he will slowly begin to press inside her.]
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The loss of his fingers has her whining, trying to chase after them when he finally speaks up and she stops. She swallows, focusing on his face as she feels the weight of that question.
Was she ready?
She blinks, registering, before she smiles gently and nods.)
Yes. Please, I— I want this.
(The first press of his cock against her was exhilarating. This was the moment, not that it changed much, but it was exciting in a way that she was able to spend this with someone patient. As he continues to push forward, filling her slowly, she can’t help but moan.
It’s different than his fingers. It’s not what she expected. Warm, weighty, thick— how would he fit? She doesn’t know, she just wants to feel all of him.)