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For once I wish I could be done with Sanguis if I have to have these the whole time.

[It normally wasn't so intolerable if he could reign himself in. There were mixed results, such as right now. He was glad to just be touching her.]

Just a few more days.

[ She turns in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck and lacing her fingers behind his head to tug him down a little so she can press her forehead to his without having to risk standing on her toes in a slippery shower. ]

I wish there were a way to keep ourselves from having these changes. Or just the good ones.

[He would have leaned into her regardless. Being taller than most people, he was used to it. Rey wasn't quite as short as some women he knew - his mother being a good example - but short enough that he still enjoyed teasing her now and gain. He wasn't teasing her right now.

Leaning in, he kisses her, smiling against her lips. If he could bottle up how her lips tasted, soft and pliant against his, he would. He wanted to keep her for as long as she allowed. Maybe he'd keep her as his if she didn't allow it. There was always that thought, possessive and lurking, but he rarely heeded it.]

Me too, but I think I like your wings better than mine. You're still small enough that you wouldn't have problems fitting into doors.

[ She lets out a small huff of laughter, her hands sliding to his face, before drifting down to rest on his chest, loving the freedom to just put her hands wherever she likes. The water is warm on her back, but he's warm too. ]

Poor Ben, so big he can't fit through doors. At least you fit through mine.

Only because I somehow managed to fit a shirt over my wings.

[Her fingers on his skin and scales made him shiver. He could feel the water splashing against her skin from the shower and down her back.]

Should we go dry off? [His hands moved up and down her sides comfortably. As much as he wouldn't mind staying in here with her, there were just as many other places in her apartment he liked. The plants gave it more warmth than his own apartment had. Everything about her was warmer and more pleasant than he was and he couldn't help but bask in it.]

You just need to learn to tuck them in. I don't know why you didn't use your cloak.

[ She smiles, leaning in to press her lips to his chest, just absorbing the feel of his warmth and the water surrounding her, his wet skin on her mouth. She hums at his question, tilting her head back to look at him. ]

I don't know. Are you planning on getting me dirty again after we get out?

Because I blend in better wearing the clothes from this place.

[As if that was obvious only to him somehow. He stuck to his trade mark wardrobe of all-black but beyond that he found himself wearing clothes he'd purchased here more and more. His gloves were only worn for practicing his lightsaber now.]

Mm. Only if you ask nicely? [He smiles teasingly, his thoughts already going in that direction.]

Though your clothes are already off. We wouldn't even have to get undressed again.

[His hand teases along her thigh, thumb stroking and talon scraping along her inner thigh. He drops his mouth to her ear, his voice low when he speaks.]

In case you didn't notice before, I do become insatiable when it comes to you.

[It only became more pronounced during Sanguis. He could remember the times they had sex outside of their respective moonblessings, since the first time, and even then he felt as if he wasn't quite able to satisfy his thirst.]

Yes, you blend into the rainbow riot of clothes people here wear so well.

[ She replies dryly, still smiling. Rey herself wore a mixture, finding she was unwilling to completely discard reliable old garments in favor of some of the strange clothes here.

Thoughts of clothing flee her mind however, as his talons graze her inner thigh, his voice dropping to that low rumble that never failed to make her tingle at her core. She inhales through her nose, her hands gripping his shoulders for a beat, before they slide down, palms resting on his hipbones. ]

The feeling is mutual, you know. I feel like no matter how often we're together it's never enough.

[~~He's scoured this entire city for as much black as he can get his hands on, okay.~~ Just for that comment he bites down lightly on her earlobe, enjoying the way he was affecting her.]

I had some idea that was the case. Though the question is how you want this to go right now.

[He kisses the side of her neck, one hand moving up her spine while the other moved to her lower back to pull her closer. He wanted to feel her skin on his again and he couldn't entirely blame that on the lust filled haze bestowed upon him by the moon.]

[ She bites her lip a he bites her earlobe, the sensation going straight to her cunt. She sighs, her fingers digging into his hips as he pulls her closer. ]

There's some advantage to being where we are right now. Anything dirty you want to do to me can just get washed right away.

[ Turning her head so she can press her cheek to his one of her hands moves, sliding down his hip crease, casually wrapping around his not yet erect cock. ]

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[He gasps in her ear, his hands grabbing her tighter on a reflex. He might not be erect yet but if she kept it up he just might be.]

You're so right. [He laughs lightly, trying to steady himself. She hadn't even started to move her hand and already he was anticipating the knee buckling feeling of her jerking him off.]

So clever. [One of his hands moves to her breast, teasing her nipple with his thumb, the talon sliding over her flesh with each pass.]

[ She sighs as he teases her nipple, her hand gently squeezing the base of his cock and sliding down his length, her thumb circling his head, encouraging his arousal as she turns her head to press her lips to his jaw, her other hand sliding up his side. ]

I have my moments.

[Shivers crawl up and down his spine as she touches him and it feels as if his legs want to give out already. He has to lean back against the nearest wall to stay upright, biting d down on his scale dotted fist as he watches her hand slide up and down his budding erection. It throbbed in her hand when she touched the tip of him.]

No argument here.

[He sighs, trying to resist the urge to grab her hand and thrust into her fist in order to get himself off. Patience would be his reward after all. He certainly saw no down side to her hands on him.]

[ She follows him with her mouth as he leans against the wall, her lips gently sucking a path along his throat, her hand moving languidly along his length. She knows what he wants, so maybe that's why she's doing the opposite, while still trying to give him pleasure. Having him at her mercy satisfies that dark part of her that loves having power over him. The feral creature in the forest, that had circled him like prey. ]

What do you want, Ben?

[He tries breathing through his nose, biting down on his lip to keep from moaning. He didn't know why he was refusing to give her the satisfaction of knowing what she was doing to him, but then she already could sense it through their connection so it was moot. She knew what he wanted but now he was becoming indecisive, hearing her ask.

He tries to speak but it's breathless and his sentences are broken up while he tries to keep his voice even.]

... Feels nice. I can't decide if I want your mouth or your cunt more than this.

[ She lets out a breathy laugh against his neck, unbelievably turned on just by this, touching him and feeling his reactions, both physically and through the Force. If it weren't for those talons she'd insist on him fingering her while she stroked him. As it is she shifts so she can press her cunt against his thigh, relieving some of the pressure though nowhere near enough.

The water still sprays over them and she hums against his neck, sucking red spots into his skin as she considers his words. ]

It would be hard for me to breathe if I sucked you off, with the water on. Though maybe that's what you want.

I can- [He grabs her waist with one hand, holding her close when she pressed her cunt to his thigh.] We can turn the water off if you really want to suck me off.

[He'd rather she not drown and he definitely wanted to watch her take him into her mouth. The alternative was the two of them like this, though he regretted not being able to stick his fingers into her cunt and get her off as she was doing him right now.]

I'm not- ah - too picky right now. Your hand is- [Groaning softly, he is unable to stifle the sounds he makes behind his hand in time. He jerks his hips a bit, now completely hard in her hands.] really good.

[ Her hand not wrapped around his cock holds onto his shoulder, a low whine issuing from her throat when his hips jerking jostle her just enough to spike the delicious ache between her thighs. That's not really going to cut it for her. ]

I think what I want is for you to fuck me against this bathroom wall.

[He whines at her suggestion, wanting what it so badly he felt as if he might burst at the seams. It’s hard for him to stay focused, calm and collected, when she talks that way.]

That could get - [He takes a breath.] wet. Slippery. Fuck. Whatever you want.

[She was touching him and it was driving him wild. He reaches for her thighs then, his claws digging in sharply has he yanks her to his hips. She was open to him then and he wanted to fuck her just like this. She would feel every inch of him when he pushed into her. It start with her pressed roughly into the wall, sandwiched between his solid wall of muscle and bathroom wall as water still rained down on them and made his hair dripping wet.]

I didn’t get to use my fingers first. Is that okay? Do you need to...?

[He wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t walk, not hurt her. That was at war with his desire to shove every inch into her lovely cunt and feel her walls squeeze and convulse around him while he gave her what she wanted.]

[ Her breath is knocked out of her when he lifts her and presses her into the wall. She wraps one of her arms around his neck, her legs tightening around his waist. ]

I'm good. Still loose from earlier.

[ Smirking a little she presses her mouth against his temple, ignoring the water pouring over them as she does. At least for a second. He is more her focus, his warm body pressed against hers, his cock poised to bury inside her as she moves it with her hand. ]

[He groans, trying to hold himself still until she guides him to her cunt and the slide of skin on skin draws another needy sound out of him. Rocking his hips into her, one of his hands finds the shower wall while the other holds her up.]

You're going to be the death of me.

[He chuckles, kissing along her jaw while they find their rhythm. She was wet and warm against his skin, inside and out. He wanted to keep her here for days, however long he could during Sanguis.]

You're mine. No one else can touch you.

[His eyes are hooded as he murmurs similar sentiments, groaning and sighing as he thrust against into her.]

[ Rey moans as he pushes into her, her hand sliding out from between them to make its way into his wet hair. She arches her back into him, though quickly realizes as they move that she needs to minimize her movement otherwise she'll slide down the wall.

The angle and movement is so good, the tension in the pit of her stomach winding and coiling as he thrusts against her, her hips moving subtly to his motion. ]

I wouldn't let anyone else touch me. Only you. You're all I've ever wanted.

[ She murmurs in return, some comments a little nonsensical than others as he shifts just right and makes her squirm, her fingers digging into his wet skin, but no less fervent. ]

Good.

[He holds her tighter when she tries experimenting with moving and she slides a little. Adjusting her fixed it. The angle and the tempo with which their bodies met was as natural has breathing. They had done this before, after all.]

We're definitely going to need another shower after this.

[He smiles mischievously, kissing her while she remained nearly pinned to the bathroom wall and he rutted into her. The shower beat against his skin, making water drip down his back and over his chest. He would push his hair out of the way if he weren't otherwise preoccupied.

The more he moved in and out of her the more keyed up it made him. Already he was getting closer and closer to release. His muscles were tight, anticipating it.]

[ She giggles at his comment, cut off by a sigh as he hits her deep and in a spot that makes her whole body sing, her hands pushing his hair away from his face for him, as she searches for his mouth with her own. The sensation of the water washing over them is somehow adding to the pleasure of the moment, the feeling of him inside her and around her.

Biting her lip she tries to draw it out, keep from reaching that precipice too early, wanting to keep him inside her until the universe dies. ]

You're getting close, aren't you? I can feel it.

[That makes him cant his hips harder into her, wanting her to feel every inch he gives her. He wanted her to feel it right up until the moment her orgasm crested.]

You want to come on my cock.

[He grunts as he bottoms out again and again, the sound of skin meeting skin punctuating his thrusts while his nails dug into her flesh. He could feel his own control slipping while she tried to draw this out. She would probably be sore later, in a few ways, but he was past the point of being gentle. He was drunk on the way she touched him, the way she felt with her legs around his hips and her cunt taking him in.]

You don't have to hold yourself back.

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