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[he needs to catch his breath as well, grateful for the moment of rest, especially since his head is spinning right now]

... you didn't stop me.

[ shakes her head. ]

I enjoyed it, ...
and hopefully you did too.

... I'm tempted to do it again.

I'm not going to stop you.

[he'll lean in and kiss her again, this time less demanding, definitely shy--like he's second-guessing himself]

[ she moves her hands to his shoulders and walks him back against the door, pinning him there as she demands a bit more this time; kissing him harder and trying to resist the urge to deepen it, though it's certainly there. ]

[oh

he wasn't prepared for that. he makes a soft noise of surprise into her lips when his back hits the door, his hands moving instinctively to her waist, pulling her against him closer. he feels the urge to deepen it and follows, mouth opening for her just a tad]

[ and he thought he would be dangerous.
that's so raven. ]

[ she tells herself not to take advantage, but it's hard, especially when he's being so easy-going, malleable, and pliant. her lips curve upward slightly as she deepens the kiss, exploring his mouth thoroughly and only after trying to coax his tongue to tangle with hers. ]

[ her tail tightens around his leg, back rippling as the tentacles move closer to the surface, but for now she just ignores them, far too focused on their kiss. ]

[hasn't noticed the tentacles yet, his hands gripping her hips tightly. raven feels like he's getting in over his head but the heat of her mouth, her tongue, her body against his makes it difficult to find any reason why he should stop. even the tail tangling around his leg is hot, like she's just as possessive as he is.

with a low sound, he drags his hands up her back, and at the same time he curls his tongue against hers]

[ she's getting worked up, so as he drags his hand up her back he'll feel them moving beneath the skin as they bide their time and wait for an inopportune moment to cut loose. she tries to focus, to keep them from getting the best of her, but the touches given to the newly sensitive skin... it has her moaning into his mouth as she pushes him harder into the door, like... somehow... someway... that'll help her regain control of herself. ]

[he breaks the kiss, mouth still agape like he's in awe, catching his breath]

Dva, your...

[he trails off, his hands working their way up her spine to where he feels movement under her skin]

I... I know... [ of course he keeps touching. of course. she ducks her head as her face scrunches a bit, colored red as she squirms straight into him, because she's trying to get away from his hand. they're already interested in coming out, but... he's exacerbating the 'problem'. ]

R- Raven.

[ the skin beneath his fingers starts splitting apart as the two bladed tentacles on the top slither through. one of them immediately tries to coil around his hair, because it's new and unfamiliar, while the other rises above her shoulder to get a good 'look' at him. ]

[he had this mental image in his head of what her tentacles would look like and this was not it. it takes him a moment to realize--she's trying to move away from his touch, and his hands quickly remove themselves, tugging one of the tentacles along. he's not sure if he wants to shake it off or get a better feel for it, mostly staring at it curiously]

Edited 2020-04-26 04:57 (UTC)

...s- sorry. It's just my, ah, my back gets really sensitive when they, [ she takes an unsteady breath. ] when they start to do, uh, t- that.

It's ok to... to touch them... they're just trying to get a feel for you, that's all, ...

[... he touches her cheek with the hand not preoccupied with the tentacle]

You wanted me to touch these, before. What does it feel like when I do?

[ sets her hand on his. ]

I... I still do. And these aren't as sensitive as the others, but it... it feels good, l- like really good. Mind numbing, in a way, and I always want more. It's kind of like a drug, I guess. It's incredible.

[for a moment, raven's imagination runs wild with the potential of what they could do like this, and he shivers visibly, crimson staining his cheeks]

... you'd let me touch you until I drive you out of your mind?

[ she tries to keep her tone even, but there's a small hitch in her breath when he mentions driving her out of her mind. ]

[ she fights so hard to keep control, but... losing control is aaaalways so much more fun. the other two tentacles, the rounded ones, poke their little heads out from around either side of her, curious. ]

Yes.

[he swallows hard, and brings the tentacle up to his lips and kisses it]

... you trust me with a lot. I... don't know if I trust myself yet. Even if you say it's better to do this with you because you can handle it... I... need some time.

I said as much earlier, and... and I'm not going to go back on my word. [ she stares as he brings the tentacle to his lips and she swears to GOD she almost comes apart right then and there. she shudders, fingers twitching at her sides as the tentacle strokes his cheek straight after; its 'blades' fanning up, because it's pleased. ]

...you know I'm not going to rush you, Raven.
I'd never.
If you'd... rather stop, then... we can stop.

[he does smirk a little at her reaction, unable to help himself from teasing her]

It's... tempting to see how riled up I can make you just by touching these appendages. I won't lie. But... let's just... relax, for now.

[ ...and then the tentacle goes from pleased to not pleased. stopping? are the both of them kidding?? it grabs a hold of raven's wrist and tightens as the other 'bladed' tentacle slithers past and tries to nudge him closer to her. ]

But it... might not be that simple. [ she shuts her eyes, chest heaving for each and every breath. ] I don't control them. I... never have and n- never will. And they came out for a reason, one that hasn't been satisfied.

[ she tries to scoot back. ] Heh, we'd like that, but... until then, maybe I should take five outside.

[oh wow, that was unexpected. he looks surprised, and then quickly embarrassed]

... oh. I didn't... realize.

[tries, again, to remove his hand]

I can give you some space. If you'd rather stay in here.

[ostensibly, if the tentacles will... let him go...]

[ shakes her head. ] ...no, it's my bad. I should have said something. Elaborated, but I... [ she takes several deep breathes. ] I... [ looks aside, feeling just as ( if not more ) embarrassed as he is. ] I wanted this.

[ but she'll do her best to coax them off. like she said she's not interested in forcing him to take anymore steps forward. he has to be ready and willing. ] Let go of him, come on, ... [ she reaches to try to pluck it from his wrist when he turns on her, snaring her wrists and binding them tightly to her front. ]

You little shits.

[he can't help but laugh]

You weren't exaggerating about them having a mind of their own. Hmm... you look good like that.

[more teasing, because he's also a little shit]

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