[I am never dazed enough to not find your distraction fun. Trailing a hand down, just resting it over Slick's groin, atop his pants. I will slooowllyyyy work up to doing something about that.]
[oh bb I pretty much know what you like. Juuuuust continues to stroke over him for a bit while kissing is happening and also while he is still regaining composure. Does break away from it just to chuckle for a moment, mind you.]
[settles back down. Oh yes this position over you was very comfortable before you elected to rock my world somewhat earlier. Then reaches a hand out for Slick's, tilting his head, amused. Might not be asking for your normal hand.]
[grinds back against Slick the way he had been earlier, taking the hand, sliding his hand over the top of it to take control of it. Then sssslllllowly guides it along his own skin -- but never quite at the angle to actually cut.
It is sometimes pretty cool to tease you horrifically.]
[jsadiks gasps and arches against the grind but does noooot take his eyes off Gil. despite best efforts, he can't help but flex his fingers a little, justtt a littleee. god]
[As soon as he feels Slick's fingers arch, he lifts them away from his skin, because it's just not going to be that easy. Guiding the claws down along the right side of his chest and side, then, still not allowing any purchase. I know my way round a bladeee.
Also just. Continues to shift languorously in Slick's lap, the other hand reaching to trail over the earlier inflicted cuts again.]
Gil... [laughs, shakily, head tilting back with a groan, because you moving like that is really really distracting. But he does flex his fingers again, trying now to touch him. In fact, if your not careful you might miss his claws growing a bit longer...]
[Hmmm. Did miss that, which means a cut is scored along his side, shallow, but bleeding. He laughs, shaking his head.]
Ahhh, I suppose I had best pay more attention. [aaandddd then adjusts his grip.] You'd have made this much easier on yourself if you'd told me what you wanted . . .
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Why not?
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I just didn't.
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Hmmm. I suppose that's good.
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What would you like in return?
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That's not an answer . . .
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Ah... [kisssing] I suppose not... [kissing for distractiooon]
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Come on, now.
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[just.... breathes against your mouth]
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[kisses him, surprisingly gently.]
This is something we have to work on. You must own your wants and desires.
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Ah.... I don't disagree.
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[kisses him again, and then sits up, straddling his lap again.]
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It is sometimes pretty cool to tease you horrifically.]
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Also just. Continues to shift languorously in Slick's lap, the other hand reaching to trail over the earlier inflicted cuts again.]
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Ahhh, I suppose I had best pay more attention. [aaandddd then adjusts his grip.] You'd have made this much easier on yourself if you'd told me what you wanted . . .
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You're still... after that...
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[drops the hand down, and courses it over Slick's skin ... but in the exact same way. No cuts for you, either.]
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I want...
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