They are probably all having an orgy in the Wizardhaus. Super rude of them not to invite us.
[She laughs, the sound coming out a little breathy as Fjord's fingers make their way makinmyway up her thigh.]
Hmmm. I was going to do some very important snack-eating, but other than that...[She turns a little so she's sprawled atop him on her stomach.] I got nothin'.
Oof. [ The blanket is dropped to the floor. Waking up is done a lot faster with Jester sprawled right on top of him and Fjord decides to test the waters by brushing up her already rumpled dress to seek out her panties with a caress that skims past her thighs. ] Wizard orgy ... Tell me all the components of the lube before you use it.
[Her tail arcing up behind her to loll over the top of her, Jester snorts in laughter into Fjord's neck, planting a few sneaky kisses while she's there. Convenient.]
I don't want to think about wizard lube, everything they use is gross.
[Having Fjord's fingers in such close proximity to her cunt makes her flush warm, hyper-aware that they're alone up here but the door is still ajar. Lifting her head, she eyes him with a spark of something in her eye.]
[ Has she been getting with Caleb, oooh. What an astonishing possibility that has never occurred to him before.
Catching that look, he settles back with the confidence of a man who has had his dick out for almost everyone in the house and isn't afraid of an ajar door. He curves a palm over her ass to keep toying with her panties and trails his fingers up to the base of that swooping tail to feel it out, stroking underneath where the sun never touches. ]
Because Caleb always has bat shit on his hands, [She says matter-of-factly, wiggling her ass into his hand and then squeaking in surprise as he begins to stroke beneath her tail. Her panties stay up with the help of a ribbon that ties up and over the base of her tail, he might find with further exploration.
Her hips shift, letting her thighs settle on either side of Fjord's waist, and she grinds subtly downward, experimentally.]
[ A ribbon!! Loot, in other words, and it's all his ...
A soft grunt leaves him as she gets comfortable and he inhales deeply, swallowing, body already reacting to the fact it's Jester even without the saucy position. Gods. He should mention something about getting hard but she will feel it soon enough (damn his joggers!) and he isn't about to talk down to her; she knows what she's doing to him. That's part of why he doesn't even try to resist.
He fiddles with that ribbon, unseen underneath her clothes, and feels like he might be obsessed with it. ]
It's getting warm in here, [ never mind the slight breeze from the window, the clasps on her dress get a tug, ] are you sure you need this many layers?
[It's ticklish, his toying with that ribbon, and it gets her wriggling a little more on top of him, a little more purposeful this time as she notices a bit of a reaction. She has no idea what his dick looks like hard, but she's reasonably sure from context clues that it's pretty big. And, well, that's just a challenge if you ask her.]
It is kind of hot, [Jester agrees, voice low and a little more sultry than normal.] You should help me fix that.
[ That dress is getting disintegrated into another dimension, he slips it up over her head so fast, leaning in for a kiss before the shirt is worked up. Able to feel her heat through their thin clothing, he gives a wriggle right back to make her feel the hard-on she's inspiring, right against her underwear. ]
Where are you getting all this pretty underwear from?
[She narrowly avoids catching her horn in the overall straps as Fjord whips it over her head, leaving her in her white tank top and purple satin underthings. Jester gasps as his hard-on nudges into her clit through layers of clothing, grinning down at him lopsided.]
A, um, mutual friend [molly] traded in a square for some clothes for me. Do you like them~?
[ That friend could literally be anyone, so he doesn't bother wondering about the details. The purple undies are distracting enough, especially after the tank top goes the way of Vokodo, unseen and unmourned. ]
You look gorgeous ...
[ The gasp that leaves her has him settling back in the armchair, hands on her hips to help her find the best angle to rub over the front of his pants, a stiff line standing out and rapidly thickening with the absolute meal waiting on top of it. He rocks his hips up, finding the line of her cunt in those silky nothings to nudge with the underside of his cock, ridges filled out and easily felt as they drag across slippery fabric. His pants will have to go soon, but first ... a tease. ]
[He's so good at getting her clothes off, Jester marvels, but then again, that makes sense. It took him long enough, after all! Beneath the tank top is a bra to match the panties, sheer panels of lace in the front barely disguising the deep violet of her nipples beneath.
She moans softly as she's dragged across Fjord's erection, thighs squeezing his hips in encouragement. The question is tantalizing, and with a quiet afternoon spread out before them the answer is crystalline in her mind.]
I want you, [she breathes, fang kneading across her lower lip as she looks down at him.] All of you, this time.
[ He's going to die, this is how it ends, with a view of Jester's tits cupped in lace. Fucking RIP Fjord. ]
Then, [ it's better if he sits up, he decides, gathering her close around the waist and sliding a hand down to drift across her hidden clit, ] kiss me.
[ Not that he waits for permission, kissing her firmly from the off so she can start to relax and lose track of how bare she is by comparison. The slide of satin makes his fingertips slippery over her heat, working his whole hand underneath her to feel how wet she is and cradle her. ]
[She never quite understood the power of lingerie, not truly, until this moment; the way Fjord looks at her, the way she feels fucking unstoppable, is pretty amazing. She shudders, his fingers sliding across satin already growing damp and warm with her anticipation, and kisses him back with gusto. Above, her fingers tangle in his hair, drawing his head back just a little to give her a better angle to lick into his mouth.
She wants, gods does she want him, and from the growing mass between her thighs, it doesn't seem like he'll have much of a problem delivering on that.]
[ The moan that melts into amorous kisses doesn't even register as coming from him as he touches her, slipping a finger around the edge of her panties to seek out that heat and slide in, just a little to encourage her to get even wetter. It makes him ache to have her so close and not to be inside but he tells his dick to calm the hell down, since taking his time is also a large part of the fun, rushing this would be a waste. ]
We'll try, okay, [ murmuring around the hungry lips under his own, he sinks his finger further, ] if I'm too big that's alright, we can go slow.
[ He doesn't mean it to sound like wow my wang is huge, nudging their foreheads together with a chastened smile. She is going to be the smallest partner he's had to date, and he's seen how he affects ... other people. He never really worried about being too rough with Aphrodite, who has a god's fortitude. Jester is ... well, he would never want to hurt her. ]
[A lusty sigh falls from Jester's lips as Fjord's finger slips beneath her panties and begins to toy with her cunt. Just like before, her folds are quickly growing wet, arousal trapped between her lips and pooling around her entrance. A thrill runs from her neck to the tip of her tail, his cautioning confirming her earlier suspicions.]
Yeah, of course, [she murmurs, not sounding particularly worried. Between them, her hand sneaks down to rub experimentally over that bulge, trying to gauge exactly what he's working with, here.] So hard for me already, [she adds, a soft tease even as she shudders from his attentions.]
[ Hard-tempted not to pull her up the chair and let her sit on his face, a gasp of his own catches in his throat when she strokes him and his touch fumbles for a moment, sliding up to her breasts instead where he can play with that lace and run a thumb underneath, brushing a violet nipple. ]
You can, uh. Take it out, if you want.
[ His joggers are stained with precome anyway, they may as well perish. ]
[She moans appreciatively, nipple pebbled and stiff as a finger brushes across it, and then reaches into Fjord’s pants with a gusto to pull his cock out. She’s met with a ridged girth that her fingers can’t quite close around, causing her to gasp and look down between them to get a better view.]
Oh, my god, [she says immediately, awed by how different it looks. Involuntarily, her cunt squeezes around his finger as she imagines exactly how those ridges would feel in its stead. If she wasn’t already beginning to drip down his wrist, she certainly is now. Her water genasi comment from before might have sounded like a witty one-liner, but it seems there’s also some truth to the statement. Interesting!]
[ The way she tightens up has his mouth dry in seconds, ironically. Fjord needs to see her, see how pretty she looks with his dick in her hand, so he reclines and slips both hands around to That Ribbon which he unloops with a single pull, sliding her panties into obscurity. He trails his thumbs along the folds of her exposed sex, transfixed by how wet she is when he rubs along her hot skin and invites the warm bedroom air along her dripping cunt. ]
You're soaked.
[ A smile kicks up as Fjord looks at her, eyes twinkling. ]
[Jester moves just enough to shimmy her panties off, and then settles in with her hips tilted slightly backward, giving Fjord both plenty of space to work with and a good view of her blueberry cunt. She grins at him, clearly pleased with herself, and lets her fingers play across the ridges on the underside of his shaft.]
[ Playing with each other with exploratory touches makes for an interesting effort when it comes to staying alert, especially whenever her delicate fingers brush under one of the ridges on the underside of his dick and he sucks in a breath. Fjord has to swallow twice before he finds his voice, fingertips gliding with less direction up to her clit (it's a sure bet when he can't focus!). ]
Yeah ... Yes, I do. You, uh ...
[ The green on his cheeks and chest is darker, charred a mild red on the lighter patches. ]
[ He twitches across his shoulders when her thumb decides to be evil and his head drops back in the chair with a soft groan, hands falling to grasp at her thighs. Precome wells at the tip and spills.
Fjord peers at her beneath his lashes, yellow eyes glinting. ]
[Jester delights in watching Fjord react the way he does, watching his head fall back and letting a giddy sort of feeling settle over her, mingling with heady arousal. Her thumb recedes, tracing a line right down the middle of his shaft, watching him all the while.]
Just admiring your pretty cock, you know. You have your work cut out for you if this is going in me...
[ A shudder takes him again, clicking something into action in his brain that says Enough and has him encircling her waist with his hands to drag her forward, close enough that her breasts are squashed against his chest and he can grasp at her curves while delivering a hungry kiss. Her thighs, the swell of her ass, the heat of her plastered against him, it all makes a low growl rumble in his ribs as he licks his way into her mouth with an impatience he can't contain.
She's so, so soft, so beautifully shaped in all the right places, and it's Jester. ]
Put your arms around my neck, you need the leverage to control how deep you take me.
[Jester grins wolfishly as she's pulled in close, chest pressing into Fjord's as he touches every inch of her he can reach. Another surge of arousal goes through her like lightning, her lips parting easily for him as she grinds down impatiently, her wet heat rubbing all along his length. She corrals him closer with her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in Fjord's neck for a moment and planting hungry kisses.]
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[She laughs, the sound coming out a little breathy as Fjord's fingers make their way
makinmywayup her thigh.]Hmmm. I was going to do some very important snack-eating, but other than that...[She turns a little so she's sprawled atop him on her stomach.] I got nothin'.
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[ lMFHGJKDL. ]
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I don't want to think about wizard lube, everything they use is gross.
[Having Fjord's fingers in such close proximity to her cunt makes her flush warm, hyper-aware that they're alone up here but the door is still ajar. Lifting her head, she eyes him with a spark of something in her eye.]
I thought you were so tired?
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[ Has she been getting with Caleb, oooh. What an astonishing possibility that has never occurred to him before.
Catching that look, he settles back with the confidence of a man who has had his dick out for almost everyone in the house and isn't afraid of an ajar door. He curves a palm over her ass to keep toying with her panties and trails his fingers up to the base of that swooping tail to feel it out, stroking underneath where the sun never touches. ]
It was a long nap, I'm awake now.
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Her hips shift, letting her thighs settle on either side of Fjord's waist, and she grinds subtly downward, experimentally.]
Yeah, I can see that.
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A soft grunt leaves him as she gets comfortable and he inhales deeply, swallowing, body already reacting to the fact it's Jester even without the saucy position. Gods. He should mention something about getting hard but she will feel it soon enough (damn his joggers!) and he isn't about to talk down to her; she knows what she's doing to him. That's part of why he doesn't even try to resist.
He fiddles with that ribbon, unseen underneath her clothes, and feels like he might be obsessed with it. ]
It's getting warm in here, [ never mind the slight breeze from the window, the clasps on her dress get a tug, ] are you sure you need this many layers?
[ He is an innocent, concerned citizen. ]
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It is kind of hot, [Jester agrees, voice low and a little more sultry than normal.] You should help me fix that.
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[ That dress is getting disintegrated into another dimension, he slips it up over her head so fast, leaning in for a kiss before the shirt is worked up. Able to feel her heat through their thin clothing, he gives a wriggle right back to make her feel the hard-on she's inspiring, right against her underwear. ]
Where are you getting all this pretty underwear from?
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A, um, mutual friend [molly] traded in a square for some clothes for me. Do you like them~?
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You look gorgeous ...
[ The gasp that leaves her has him settling back in the armchair, hands on her hips to help her find the best angle to rub over the front of his pants, a stiff line standing out and rapidly thickening with the absolute meal waiting on top of it. He rocks his hips up, finding the line of her cunt in those silky nothings to nudge with the underside of his cock, ridges filled out and easily felt as they drag across slippery fabric. His pants will have to go soon, but first ... a tease. ]
Jes, what do you want to do?
[ Best to ask now. ]
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She moans softly as she's dragged across Fjord's erection, thighs squeezing his hips in encouragement. The question is tantalizing, and with a quiet afternoon spread out before them the answer is crystalline in her mind.]
I want you, [she breathes, fang kneading across her lower lip as she looks down at him.] All of you, this time.
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Then, [ it's better if he sits up, he decides, gathering her close around the waist and sliding a hand down to drift across her hidden clit, ] kiss me.
[ Not that he waits for permission, kissing her firmly from the off so she can start to relax and lose track of how bare she is by comparison. The slide of satin makes his fingertips slippery over her heat, working his whole hand underneath her to feel how wet she is and cradle her. ]
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She wants, gods does she want him, and from the growing mass between her thighs, it doesn't seem like he'll have much of a problem delivering on that.]
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We'll try, okay, [ murmuring around the hungry lips under his own, he sinks his finger further, ] if I'm too big that's alright, we can go slow.
[ He doesn't mean it to sound like wow my wang is huge, nudging their foreheads together with a chastened smile. She is going to be the smallest partner he's had to date, and he's seen how he affects ... other people. He never really worried about being too rough with Aphrodite, who has a god's fortitude. Jester is ... well, he would never want to hurt her. ]
You tell me to wait and I will, yeah?
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Yeah, of course, [she murmurs, not sounding particularly worried. Between them, her hand sneaks down to rub experimentally over that bulge, trying to gauge exactly what he's working with, here.] So hard for me already, [she adds, a soft tease even as she shudders from his attentions.]
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You can, uh. Take it out, if you want.
[ His joggers are stained with precome anyway, they may as well perish. ]
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[She moans appreciatively, nipple pebbled and stiff as a finger brushes across it, and then reaches into Fjord’s pants with a gusto to pull his cock out. She’s met with a ridged girth that her fingers can’t quite close around, causing her to gasp and look down between them to get a better view.]
Oh, my god, [she says immediately, awed by how different it looks. Involuntarily, her cunt squeezes around his finger as she imagines exactly how those ridges would feel in its stead. If she wasn’t already beginning to drip down his wrist, she certainly is now. Her water genasi comment from before might have sounded like a witty one-liner, but it seems there’s also some truth to the statement. Interesting!]
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[ The way she tightens up has his mouth dry in seconds, ironically. Fjord needs to see her, see how pretty she looks with his dick in her hand, so he reclines and slips both hands around to That Ribbon which he unloops with a single pull, sliding her panties into obscurity. He trails his thumbs along the folds of her exposed sex, transfixed by how wet she is when he rubs along her hot skin and invites the warm bedroom air along her dripping cunt. ]
You're soaked.
[ A smile kicks up as Fjord looks at her, eyes twinkling. ]
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...do you like that? How wet I get for you?
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Yeah ... Yes, I do. You, uh ...
[ The green on his cheeks and chest is darker, charred a mild red on the lighter patches. ]
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[She watches curiously as he seems to fumble for words, giving an experimental flick of her thumb beneath the head of his cock for good measure.]
It’s okay, Fjord, it’s just little old me, [she reassures him with a wink.]
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[ He twitches across his shoulders when her thumb decides to be evil and his head drops back in the chair with a soft groan, hands falling to grasp at her thighs. Precome wells at the tip and spills.
Fjord peers at her beneath his lashes, yellow eyes glinting. ]
Having fun playing?
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[Jester delights in watching Fjord react the way he does, watching his head fall back and letting a giddy sort of feeling settle over her, mingling with heady arousal. Her thumb recedes, tracing a line right down the middle of his shaft, watching him all the while.]
Just admiring your pretty cock, you know. You have your work cut out for you if this is going in me...
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[ A shudder takes him again, clicking something into action in his brain that says Enough and has him encircling her waist with his hands to drag her forward, close enough that her breasts are squashed against his chest and he can grasp at her curves while delivering a hungry kiss. Her thighs, the swell of her ass, the heat of her plastered against him, it all makes a low growl rumble in his ribs as he licks his way into her mouth with an impatience he can't contain.
She's so, so soft, so beautifully shaped in all the right places, and it's Jester. ]
Put your arms around my neck, you need the leverage to control how deep you take me.
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[Jester grins wolfishly as she's pulled in close, chest pressing into Fjord's as he touches every inch of her he can reach. Another surge of arousal goes through her like lightning, her lips parting easily for him as she grinds down impatiently, her wet heat rubbing all along his length. She corrals him closer with her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in Fjord's neck for a moment and planting hungry kisses.]
Okay, okay, fuck, I want you so bad!
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