[So. Not after a gentle lovemaking session, not that this is anywhere close, but good to know. Fine, too, considering this is born out of too drunk a text and some burning curiosity. While he wouldn't like to treat Ororo like one of his past usual one-night stands, that doesn't also mean she can't get everything she wants. At least he'll try.]
Don't worry, my knees have seen worse. [Thinking to take mild though teasing offense to the thought that he can't handle a little time on the floor. And, sure, it's true. He's not as young as he used to be and maybe the enhanced group and take it a little better. But that's never stopped him from anything. Especially not getting what he wants, too.
When she starts getting nude the rest of the way, he feels the heat and momentum, and he only stands back as much is necessary while she's busy. But he takes direction well- for once- and she doesn't have to ask a second time for him to help her slip all the way out of her suit and for him to carelessly throw it behind him. And while that leaves them woefully mismatched, and he should start shedding clothes at some point, this is not about that yet.
Instead he leans back in, hands at her hips, pulling her flush to him while he plants his mouth at the side of her neck again. His bites are a little rougher, sucking softly still though where marks might be visible, but the pressure ramps up further and further downward. At the juncture of her neck and shoulder he nips with his teeth, soothes with his tongue, and presses his lips and tongue down, this time with a little less care for what he leaves behind visibly.]
Any other requests- while I'm still listening? [Asking in a honeyed murmur against her collarbone while he's still sinking. Making his way where he wants to be, but stopping to admire the view never hurt anyone. Especially not as he closes his lips over a nipple with a gentle suction, testing the waters there, and then drags the flat of his tongue over. The hand at her hip clutches her just a little harder, pulling her into an upward rock of his hips, the friction there hot and welcome, with a little heated spill of breath falling against her chest.]
For Ororo (agoddessonce)
Don't worry, my knees have seen worse. [Thinking to take mild though teasing offense to the thought that he can't handle a little time on the floor. And, sure, it's true. He's not as young as he used to be and maybe the enhanced group and take it a little better. But that's never stopped him from anything. Especially not getting what he wants, too.
When she starts getting nude the rest of the way, he feels the heat and momentum, and he only stands back as much is necessary while she's busy. But he takes direction well- for once- and she doesn't have to ask a second time for him to help her slip all the way out of her suit and for him to carelessly throw it behind him. And while that leaves them woefully mismatched, and he should start shedding clothes at some point, this is not about that yet.
Instead he leans back in, hands at her hips, pulling her flush to him while he plants his mouth at the side of her neck again. His bites are a little rougher, sucking softly still though where marks might be visible, but the pressure ramps up further and further downward. At the juncture of her neck and shoulder he nips with his teeth, soothes with his tongue, and presses his lips and tongue down, this time with a little less care for what he leaves behind visibly.]
Any other requests- while I'm still listening? [Asking in a honeyed murmur against her collarbone while he's still sinking. Making his way where he wants to be, but stopping to admire the view never hurt anyone. Especially not as he closes his lips over a nipple with a gentle suction, testing the waters there, and then drags the flat of his tongue over. The hand at her hip clutches her just a little harder, pulling her into an upward rock of his hips, the friction there hot and welcome, with a little heated spill of breath falling against her chest.]