Ezra Sagishi (
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Room 210, Sunday Afternoon
Ava and Lock had meant to come visit this weekend. Or possibly Ava or Lock, since they were still being weird around each other. Because they were idiots. But in the end, neither ended up being able to come by. Some Coterie whatever, the usual. Alistair with an errand or something.
So, Ezra was spending his Sunday the way the gods had intended him to: by sprawling on his bed. And flirting with people over texts.
It was pretty great.
[ooc: Method RP as far as the doing nothing goes. Open!]
So, Ezra was spending his Sunday the way the gods had intended him to: by sprawling on his bed. And flirting with people over texts.
It was pretty great.
[ooc: Method RP as far as the doing nothing goes. Open!]
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"Well you could start by making sure the door gets locked. The key to a moment of soothing is making sure no one wanders in."
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"Well, I would hate for someone to interrupt me making proper amends," she said, going over to his door to do just that. "I think you'll find me very eager to make this right."
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"And what do you have in mind to offer?"
He already had an idea of what he wanted to do right now. He just liked making her talk to him.
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His hands slid to undo her pants.
"I could sit here and detail my plans for you ––" His fingers curled around the waitbands of her jeans and her underwear, and he smirked up at her while he urged her to push her hips up just a bit. "–– about how I plan to make you dripping wet in short order, then make you ride me hard and fast, maybe backwards so I can watch your ass as you're bouncing..."
He pulled her pants and underwear down. But, just past her knees. That was enough room for him to raise her legs for a moment, and duck down past said clothing items to get his head between her thighs, with her legs over his shoulders. They could get the jeans and the panties off from around her ankles later. They were safe against his back for now, along with her feet.
He smirked up.
"But wouldn't you rather experience it first-hand?"
He curved his hands along her thighs to part her further. Then gave her a long, slow lick.
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What she ended up doing was eschewing words entirely, sliding her hands into his hair and gasping out his name as his tongue found her. She flexed her hips towards him, urging him closer.
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And he wasn't about to object to getting closer, oh no. In fact, being as close as he could was instrumental for letting him tease at pushing his tongue further into her. In, then up over and between her folds, up to run a teasing circle around but not over her clit before his tongue traveled down again.
Only to do the trip again.
Several times. Enthusiastically.
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He had her damp before his tongue finished its first circuit, wet by the third, and moaning by the fourth. One of her hands detached itself from his hair to shove her shirt and bra up out of the way so she could play with her nipples that were crying out for attention.
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Tasting her under his tongue was doing a whole lot to help with that, of course. And the glance up to see her playing with her nipples because yes, that was what he liked to see. For that, she was getting a few direct licks over her clit.
And the joy of a moan muffled against her as he stroked himself a little harshly a few times.
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"Don't suppose we have time for you to enjoy my mouth, is there?" she asked.
Even if she hadn't found herself loving the act of sucking sock, the memory of how mad she'd driven him with her mouth alone would have prompted the offer.
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"... Well, maybe for a minute," he decided, when his lips released her. His breath was still hitting her sensitive, wet skin. "But right after that, it's on to riding with you, young lady."
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He was also kicking his own pants most of the way off, while he was at it.
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He was pretty hard, but he could still get harder. And he had no doubt he would in very short order.
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There was nothing slow about the next time she took him into her mouth.
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He also lifted his hips. Because he wanted to.
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It was a good thing that Kathy had such an impressive worth ethic, no?
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Look, she sounded obscene. He felt obscenely good. He would've been a fool to rush out of this situation.
"You're making me so hard, darling."
But she was probably aware of that.
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Especially since she only had a minute to work and she intended to make the most of it. And she had...ample...proof of what happened when she really put her mind to driving Ezra wild.
So, yeah, she was doubling down on what she was doing, using hands, lips, mouth, tongue, everything she had to make this minute count. If he didn't end this growling with his control in danger of fraying, she would consider it a major loss.
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But no. He also wanted to be ridden into the mattress. It was probably somewhere a little past the one-minute mark that his growl turned slightly into a whine. "Fuuuu–– Okay, baby, stop, stop stop stop."
That involved just a very light upwards tug on her hair. Sorry.
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Honestly, though, it was the ragged note in his voice that had convinced her to obey, rather than the slight tug in her hair.
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