nascere | LET'S PLAY {open post}

( 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.

( Her arousal quickly coats his thick cock, her body never staying completely still even as she's pressed up against the mirror, always rocking back against him. Always wanting as much of him as she can have, wanting to show him just how she wants him, needs him.

Her fingers trace across her taut stomach, up to her breasts, fingers and thumb rolling against her nipples and making her hips jerk back against him firmly as the shock of pleasure strikes the deepest parts of her. )

Like this?

Lower.

[ He hisses, both hands coming to grasp her breasts roughly, squeezing and kneading, fondling and groping her -- she is gloriously pliant and eager all at once, and Noctis goes harder now, heavy balls slapping up against her soft cunt lips.

He has to be quiet, they have to be quiet, but he can't find it in himself to care when Serah is pleasing herself. He's stroking up inside her, searching out her sweet spot to rub up against it, intent on giving her what she needs. ]

Wanna see you get off...

( She bends back with ease, bringing her breasts closer to his hands, turning her head just enough to loosely drop a careless kiss against the side of his mouth as her hands slide down to her clit, rubbing at it quick and firm, each nerve that gets set alight causing her to constrict and cling to his cock, to jerk her hips up towards him so he presses deeper within her.

There isn't an inch of her body she wants left unexplored by him. She wants to be filled by every part of him until she can no longer think. )

Uh-huh... Just-- ah, just a bit more.

You're stunning, you know that?

[ Look at her right here like this, in the mirror -- her breasts full and reddened by how Noctis is groping her, massaging and squeezing, paying loving attention to them. ]

Look how wrecked you are -- how much you need my cock...

[ And his cock needs her, too, her tight, hot little mouth, her pussy; she sates every hunger in him, soothes every reckless demand and shows him how he's loved, and oh, how he loves her in turn. He's watching her, too, hands roaming now, over her stomach, her hips, tracing over where her soft plump lips are stretched around the fat base of his cock. ]

But what if I stop, baby...?

( She loves hearing him talk like this, each gasped and groaned word drawing her eyes back to the mirror, watching how each thrust makes her breasts bounce in his hands and the way her thighs glisten with the arousal that's already dripped out of her. He's addictive, the one person who can block out all the world, all her work and problems, and narrow her focus down to his touch, his cock, his voice. Nothing but the two of them, in this space, together.

Serah doesn't bother to stop the moan that escapes her mouth, nor the whimper that follows it when he threatens to stop. Her hips jerk up against him reflexively, grind and bounce back on his cock as if to answer the question. She's so, so close, and if he stops-- )

Nooooct...

( It's a whine, a drawn out one as her fingers brush up her clit and against his. How could he think of stopping when she's like this?

It would be so mean. )

[ And so good. He's hooked on watching her whine for him, and he does stop, buried deep in her cunt, his balls pressed up snugly against her. Palming over her breasts still, squeezing her nipples and rolling them between his fingers, he's forcing her to watch.

Look at her enjoying this, his girl -- Serah has always been sensual, open to new experiences, and Noctis has loved spending every moment of it with her. Right now, the world shrinks down to just the both of them, and he's keeping her close, pressed to his chest as he meets her gaze in the mirror, dark and ravenous. ]

Did you just get wetter when I told you I was going to stop?
Look at you now...

( She can't really move as much as she'd like with Noctis pressed solidly against her, but Serah's hips try to jerk and roll against that hard, warm cock deep inside her and stubbornly still. Her breath comes short and hot, teeth pressing on her lower lip to bite back another whine as he teases her. )

Not fair- ( is her only comment, her fingers stilling against her clit as all the teasing and restraint has her mind thick with want, need, with Noctis and nothing more.

And certainly not with the knock on the changing room door. )

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