nascere | LET'S PLAY {open post}

[ Royalty's definitely a whole new different ballgame -- Noctis might like passing for normal usually, but occasions like these where he gets to pamper his girlfriend call for a whole new preference. Serah isn't the high-maintenance kind of girl that staffers in the Citadel worry that she is. In fact, in their entire relationship together, she had never asked him for anything; all that he had given her had been of his own volition. In fact, he still gets the distinct impression that it's not the gift that matters as much as his presence, a fact he's still grateful for.

So today is one of the days he decides that he wants to appreciate her for being just about the most patient, most understanding girlfriend he's ever had. The sexiest, too; how she opens up to him so nicely when his fingers press at her most precious spot, and he's smiling faintly. ]

Only when they're on you. When are you gonna wear this for me?

[ He murmurs, continuing to stroke lightly over her folds, her clit, and he's leaning close. ] I think we should buy this, though. I'm making you real wet right now.

( Gifts are nice and everything, but they can be lost, broken, forgotten. It's harder to lose the time spent together, the experiences of hours talking and laughing, of cuddles and kisses and wandering hands in places they should be behaving more properly. That ever-present thread of desire which wraps around the two of them, the one which has Serah choosing to go shopping with Noctis more often than her friends simply for moments like this in far smaller changing rooms than this one (they have their own intimate charms, where they have to sneak in and end up nearly on top of each other before their clothes are even off), has her leaning closer, her lips brushing the corner of his as she smiles. )

I'm wearing it now.

( She may be all those things - sweet, patient and easy-going - but there's a mischievous streak of her own there, which leads to softly whispered words and the smile on her face as her fingers trail the stitching on his shirt down to the waistband of his trousers. There's more space in this one room than several changing cubicles, but they're entwined together with barely enough space between their bodies for Noctis to see her soon-to-be-bought set any more.

But you need to be pressed together to kiss properly, Serah thinks, as her teeth tug on his lower lip insistently. )

Not for long.

[ Noctis promises. He isn't one to like shopping, but things are different when it comes to Serah, when the promise of forbidden trysts whet the appetite and draw him in. They should be behaving properly, but it's behind closed doors and Serah looks too good for him to care about being proper.

No, she's perfect just like this, and he's tugging her close, leaning down to deepen the kiss, parting his mouth for her with a low, approving groan. His fingers snagging on the panties to pull it down her slim hips, he takes the chance to slide his fingers between them, stroking back and forth to tease at her, feeling how her clit's rubbing up against his touch. ]

Or maybe I'll just keep you in this bra.

( She shifts and wriggles as those panties roll down her thighs, helping them easily slip down to her calves before she steps out of them, managing to keep their lips from parting with a few good movements (all of which are probably a result of far too many trysts like this) and the twitching ache of need that makes her press herself against him until he pulls back.

She blinks, the tip of her tongue lapping at her lips, gaze almost thoughtful before a hand finds his free one, fingers around his wrist and pulling it up. )

Or maybe... ( Her tone is thoughtful, the same as if she was presenting a solution to a problem Noctis had, as her hand guides Noctis' between her breasts, under the fabric of the bra. ) We could try something else.

( If he, ahem, knows what she means. )

Edited 2018-05-08 15:53 (UTC)

[ Oh, look at her, so beautiful, so perfect -- so much of everything Noctis has ever desired. He's hungry for her, and when she catches his hand and guides it to between her breasts, under her bra, he blinks.

Then -- oh. And an awareness and mischief flicker across his features, his hands coming to push her bra up, revealing just about two of his most favorite parts of her, and he's gently letting his thumb circle over a nipple, watching it peak under his attentions. Then the other, and he meets her eyes. ]

Say it, babe.

( Serah's pretty sure she wouldn't be so much of this without him, that she would never have tried being this adventurous without the warmth and desire she feels for him burning through her veins so constantly. Still, a flush appears high on her cheeks as he teases her nipples and tells her to speak, arousal tinged with just a touch of shyness.

Just a touch, because she knows he wants it as much as she does. She knows this because her hand has slipped to his trousers, stroking the bulge there as she speaks. )

Can I titfuck you?

[ There it is, what he's wanted to hear all along, with her new bra hitched up above her breasts, and her cheeks pink with pleasure. You'd think that Serah would be sweet and innocent, pure and untouched, but look at her now -- Noctis knows better; Noctis knows she loves sex with him as much as he does, and he smiles, reaching down to unzip himself for her, urging her to take him out.

His dick's already leaking pre-come and it's all because of her -- how she turns him on, and his thumb gently smooths over her soft bottom lip. ]

Yeah. But first, babe -- suck me off nicely. Let me see you?

( Being together has taught them both a lot, she thinks. From the first time they let their impulses take over in a public space to now, she feels free when they're together. Sure, there are moments like now where there's a small tinge of shyness to her actions, but that's quickly forgotten with the touch of his thumb to her lip and Serah catches it between her teeth without thinking, holding it in her mouth for the barest moment. Her eyes trail down to his cock and she presses a kiss to his lips before kneeling down in front of him. )

Okay.

( Doing this has quickly become one of her favourite things, where she gets to show him just how much he means to her, gets to hear his responses and feel him under her hands as they grip his hips. Her tongue flicks out, lapping up the pre-come first of all, twisting and writhing against the head of his cock before plush lips press the softest of kisses to the slit and draw a slow path across the underside and back up. )

[ Gods, but she's perfect.

She's perfect and beautiful and absolutely stunning when she gets to her knees just like that, making his heart race at the sight of her. His fingers come to curl through her hair, gently loosening it from her hair tie so that it would spill over her shoulders.

Drawing a breath, his eyes clouding over potent need, he feels his cock twitch when her lovely, full lips press to the head of his cock in what has to be the world's sexiest kiss. The pink of her tongue is so tempting, and he exhales a soft little groan, working to stifle it so that no one hears. ]

Serah... gods, that's good --

( She doesn't look up, not yet, not when those soft noises - the breath coming more heavily, the groan he pulls back - give her more than enough cues for what she's doing. Lips continue to pepper kisses to the head of his cock before they part just enough to slide him into her mouth.

And then, only then, does she look up, eyes locking with his as she sucks the head of his cock ever so lightly, taking everything far too slowly for being in the changing room of a lingerie store. But this isn't every other changing room, a fact which is too easy to forget when he's looking at her like that, stroking her hair and making those noises. )

[ What has he ever done to have such an incredible girl like this? She's kissing his cock, sucking so lightly and so slowly that it's making him crazy, and his fingers come to tangle in her hair, gently grasping, urging her onwards.

He wants more, unable to look away from her. Eyes dark, his thumb gently smooths over her bottom lip. ]

Open up, babe... take me inside.

( It's a good job they brought a lot with them, Serah thinks as her mouth parts in automatic response to the thumb tracing her lip, blue eyes bright with want and desire. She's always ready for him, no matter how much fun the teasing of this is, a gentle touch and breathed out words are more than enough to make her obey, looking up through each inch that slowly slides inside her mouth until the head hits the back of her throat and her breath hitches automatically in response.

Lips wrap lightly around his length and her tongue presses up against him as Serah's fingers trace down thighs, back up and across hipbones, fingernails curling into pale skin as she slowly takes in breath through her nose. A long, slow-moving moment of his cock settled inside her mouth, patient as Serah ever can be, savouring and adjusting to the feel of him deep inside her. )

[ Besides, even if they didn't bring in a lot with them, it doesn't matter -- they won't even dream of chasing them out. And right now, Noctis doesn't want to be anywhere but here, with his cock sliding deep into his lovely girlfriend's mouth, thick and full, watching her pink lips stretch around his girth, her tongue pressing up against him.

Watching her is intoxicating, and he gently moves when he senses she's adjusted, cupping the back of her head so that he can properly fuck her mouth in long, slow thrusts. He takes care not to choke her, and he exhales a shaky breath, caught up in the moment. ]

Oh -- you're so good...

( It's only polite, gosh. But that's not important when he begins to thrust inside her mouth with the kind of smooth, slow strokes that have Serah sliding one of her hands from his body to her own, dipping down between her legs and stroking the wet folds there.

Her mouth tightens around him, her tongue writhing underneath as a moan slips out of her throat when she slips fingers inside of herself, those attentive blue eyes fluttering shut and opening again. Her head bobs slightly in rhythm with his movement and she sucks in a breath through her nose, deep enough to suction her throat and mouth around him.

Where they are seems utterly unimportant now. Just that she's watching him as he takes her mouth like it was made for him to have.

Which, if you asked Serah, it was. )

[ His eyes follow her fingers, hungry and greedy -- she's getting off to this, and it's perfectly, wonderfully delightful. He's fucking her harder, more thoroughly; careful not to make her gag but knowing that she's more than capable of taking it. His Serah, as it turns out, is ridiculously skilled at fantastic sex.

But before he can come, it takes supreme will to pull out of her, to coax her forward and cup her face, thumb sliding over her lovely, reddened bottom lip. ]

Your tits, babe. [ His words, rough and husky, and he continues. ] And if you're good, I'll come inside where you want me most.

( She gasps for air when he pulls free, the sudden shift of sensations needing a moment to adjust before her lips catch his thumb playfully, pressing a gentle kiss to the skin there and pulling her fingers free of herself to press her chest around him, shifting her position on her knees to better fit him against her. )

Oh? ( There's that lighthearted laughter in her tone again as she begins to move her breasts around him, sliding up and down, her head bowing briefly to lick the head of his cock. ) You promise?

[ Six, this is so fucking hot and yet not enough all at once. He's watching her lick his cock, the pink of her tongue near driving him mad and the swell of her breasts, the press of them around his dick slick with the pre-cum he's leaking on her, marking her as his. ]

Promise.

[ He tells her huskily, moving a little faster, more thoroughly as he looks down at her, his gaze dark and hungry and demanding more. ]

Your mouth, Serah -- use your mouth and we'll talk.

( Well, she was going to take her time, but maybe that's not wise in a place like this anyway. So, without a word, Serah acquiesces, her head bowing and tongue working at the tip before her movements press her down enough that his cock slips into her mouth again and she sucks on the head with each squeeze and stroke of her breasts, hard nipples brushing against the warm skin of his stomach as she moves.

Each movement she makes becomes faster, her tongue teasing the slit of his cock once more, saliva glistening on his cock as it coats him slick so he slides between her breasts more easily. They squeeze tight around him once more as she lifts her head up long enough to work out an ache in her neck from holding the position, biting her lip as she looks up at the hunger in his eyes.

Her desire is enough to spur her back into dipping her head and working his cock with her mouth as she strokes him off with her tits. )

Enough --

[ He finally reaps, before he moves from her and hauls her up towards him, tugging her onto his lap. He rises with a fluid grace with her in his arms, and he lightly deposits her before the full length mirror.

There is pre-cum smeared on her tits, and she looks so beautifully semi-debauched that he wants to go the whole way with her. He fishes out his own phone from his pocket and slips it in her hand, hands coming to her hips to turn her around so that she's facing the mirror. ]

Another one for our collection?

[ He murmurs huskily, kissing at her neck, his gaze on the curves of her body, her hard nipples. ]

Give me something to get off to when I'm away from you, darling.

( Her hair's dishevelled and her cheeks are flushed, soft lips swollen and glossy when he hands her the phone. It's a wordless enough request, one she knows well, already opening the camera by the time he asks, the sound of the button pressed several times to catch the best angle and lighting of her current state.

She hands it back without really looking, her attention captured by her own reflection and how utterly forgotten the new lingerie is in favour of her arching slightly over, legs spread apart. He has full view of her like this and she feels the thrilling knot of adrenaline rushing through her. The same one that does every time they're in public and they're so without boundaries or shame, where she's his little slut who aches for nothing more than the feeling of him full inside all of her, coating her and filling her with warm, sticky seed.

A moan leaves her lips as he kisses her neck and her hips arch up against him, dragging her wetness against his cock. )

[ She hands it back and he tosses it onto the pile of clothes nearby, his gaze fixed on her hungrily. When they began, he had never dreamed that they would become something like this, so hopelessly into each other, drawn like magnets and so deeply in love that nothing else matters.

Noctis makes a soft noise of approval, tugging the last scrap of clothing off the rest of the way. He presses his cock in between her thighs, letting her see it pressed between her lips. He picks up on her eagerness, and he gently bites at her neck, a hand coming to splay possessively over her stomach, tracing up underneath her breasts. ]

Mmm. Take me inside.

( Each movement he makes gets a groan, a whimper, an arch of her back until - eventually - he asks and Serah reaches between her legs, wrapping her hand around his shaft and stroking once, twice, three times while she positions him and presses herself down against his cock, her lips slipping around him easily with their wetness. Each inch stretching her, drawing out a groan but she takes it slowly, deliberately enjoying each moment that passes of him filling her until their hips meet and she strokes her clit, slides her fingers up to meet his hand. )

Fuck me, Noct.

[ How can he say no, when she asks him so sweetly? She whimpers and groans, and presses herself down on his cock, impaling herself on him. She's so wet, so tight, stretching to accommodate his girth and length and his breath catches at how good she feels.

No matter how many times they do this, no matter how many times they fuck, she feels like heaven all over again -- ]

Love being inside you.

[ He groans softly, wholeheartedly, feeling her hand come up to meet his, threading their fingers together. ] Love you --

( She can see almost everything in the mirror, the twitch of his expressions and the way her body arches as she clasps a hand against the mirror's frame to keep her balance as he begins to fuck her.

Legs tremble, her head tilting back and eyes sliding closed as she gasps out her responses to what he's doing, how good it feels every time he's inside of her. )

I love you, too.

( Serah breathes out the words as her chest presses against the cold glass, her skin erupting in goosebumps from the contact. )

[ They're going to have to clean the mirror, but Noctis doesn't care. What matters is pleasing his girl, making her happy -- and he watches the way her lips part for his cock, right there in the mirror, his fingers coming down to tease where she's stretched over him.

He doesn't stop, moving in and out of her in steady, firm thrusts, relishing the way she clasps him, the soft hitches of her breath. ]

Touch yourself for me.

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