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[Idia's so distracted by the magic she's working on his neck he almost doesn't register her hands slipping between them, forcing himself to stop moving so she can but letting out a whimper as her teeth find his skin.] Not fair, not fair! [He whines, tone pitching up and breathy. Why does people keep leaving marks in spots he has to hide!? Then again... it is really good! Totally worth it.]

[ Persephone can't help but giggle. ] What's not fair~?

[ She's definitely going to leave marks on him, but she can heal them after if he's not too pleased with them. One of the perks of her abilities.

She has to shift, so she can finally get her hands far enough down to undo his pants. It's a little bit of a struggle, she's never tried to do things like this when so close together. Eventually, however, she manages to free him from confinement. ] Do you wanna... inside me? [ She almost sounds breathless. ]

[Idia's hold loosens on her so she can, but doesn't leave, trailing against her skin as she shuffles to get more room to help him out, a groan from him with that release of pressure from being trapped in his pants. Give him a moment, to catch his breath.

Yet he's not given nearly enough with that question, eyes snapping open wide as that pink rushes up along his hair and in an instant it's full pink, the blush on his cheeks darkening along with it. That full transformation also tints the normal blue coloring of his lips and around his eyes a darker pink, close to her own coloration. Not fair! Not fair! Don't just pull lines on him like that! Ok... sure, it was a valid question... but still!]

I-I-I, ah, [Nope. Stop. Take a breath. Try and ignore he just went full pink mode on her...] I... yeah, I'd... like to try. I-I haven't before... and... [A bit of a nervous chuckle joining it.] You got me pretty worked up... sorry in advance, if, ah... get too excited too fast? [He'll try and last! He promises!]

[ Her eyes widen when he goes fully pink. She can't help but giggle, it's a nice look on him and she'd like to see that more often.

She refrains from doing anything further until he says that he'd like to. ] Don't worry about it.

[ She leans in again to go after his neck, the other side time, as her hand gives him a slow stroke, thumb rubbing over the tip. She'll pause there, letting him react before she shifts once more, lifting herself up while holding him steady.

She's slow about lowering herself, rocking her hips as she slowly lets him slip inside. She wants nothing more than to just slam herself down on him but they didn't get any lube out before all of this and she's learned her lesson about that. Luckily she's more than wet enough to make up for the lack of lube.

A soft moan escapes her as she settles back into his lap with him fully inside. Her face is still pressed against his neck but she's paused any sucking or biting for the moment. ]

[As good as her attacks against his neck had been before, and still were, Persephone's hand stroking him was easily grabbing his attention more, a sound from deep in his throat, a soft 'nggh', as Idia gritted his teeth together. Eyes having closed to that, Idia opened them again as he felt her move, hands lifting a little so not to restrict her movements, fingertips trailing softly over her thighs.

And maybe it's a good thing she couldn't just take his full length in one go, it might be a bit too much for him first go. Even now that sensation of her slowly sliding around him,] Aaahhh, fuuucckk~. [A hand shooting down from her leg to grip at the bedding at his side instead, Idia fighting the urge to close his eyes to this all, wanting to watch as he vanished inside of her, or as best as he can with this angle. Gods, it's so different to his hand or toys. Or others' hands, or mouths... you know, stuff he's done to meet quota, legs tensing up under her as Persphone slips down his full length to settle against him.

While she's seated against him for now, Idia still feels the need to speak up. Or more splutter out,] D-don't move just yet... please. J-Just a moment... [Getting it out between breaths. Though even then he's fighting his own urge to move, to grind up against her. And quickly losing that battle.]

[ Perhaps this would have been easier done if he was lying back on the bed, but at this point, Persephone doesn't care. She lets out a sound to say she heard him and tries to avoid moving, though it's impossible to still all movement. Her hips shift forward and back a little and her muscles around him squeeze and release as she balances herself in his lap.

She holds on tightly to him to try and keep herself from moving more than she already is, but it's difficult. ] Ah... You feel good. She murmurs, lips against his ear, voice breathy.

Eeehhhh! [Not helping! Not helping! Not helping! Ahhh, she feels amazing! Why hadn't he done this before?! Well, crippling social anxiety and depression and a whole bunch of reasons... but still! Idia so hyper aware of all those little twitches and movements from her, fingers tightening against her leg again as his hips ground forward to match her little shifts, his body not listening to his brain.

As Idia let out a sound between a cry and a chuckle, head back,] Aaahhh~ wtf~... [A few breaths to steady himself before bringing his head back down.] I'm ok, I'm ok. Just... didn't want to end too soon. Would be a waste. [Because she had got him rather worked up.] I'm ok. [Idia added one more time, a few more breaths and a huff out, to compose himself.

Then a soft 'haa' as she spoke.] You too. Too good. And you're just sitting there. [A short laugh.] I'm so fucked... [...no pun intended.

And... wanting to experiment, flexing his hips a bit to grind against her. Wow that's a totally different feel to having anything in the way, a completely different feeling of pressure.]

You don't have too much about that, I can always help get you doing again. [ She says with a giggle before nipping at his neck.

She remains still despite her slowly growing impatience. The experimental flexing doesn't help either. She groans and bites his neck, not enough to break the skin but enough that there's no mistaking those are her teeth. Her nails scratch over his scalp and side. ]

[Idia chuckles back with her words because... yeah, she could. He really thinks she could.

And just as Idia thinks he's sorted, that he can deal with this... she goes and does that, attacking his neck again, a cry getting out of him as his arms snap up to wrap around her, head dropping to her shoulder and just holding her tight for a moment. Those nails too, ughhh!] Persephone~ [Idia whimpers out.] That's not fair~!

[Ugh! Ok, deep breaths, he got this, taking a few as Idia tilts his head back again, hand up and running through his hair,] It's fine, it's fine, I'm cool, I'm fine. [It's normally a chant Idia does when he's angry and needing to calm down... but right now... ok, that helps, several more breaths before they even out.] Ok... I'm ok... [A huff out as Idia lets his hand drop to rest against her hip, holding each side of her hips now.] I wanna keep going.

[ She laughs, cackles really, at his response.

This has to be one of the most interesting first times she's had with someone. Even as their first time for this sort of thing. Hermes hadn't been nearly as entertaining. ]

Mmn, I'm gonna move then. [ She warns before slowly lifting herself up from his lap with a soft sound escaping the back of her throat. She's not sure how much control she should have here. It seems to her it might be better if he controls things. ]

[Maybe it's not the best position if she planned him to take more control, but hey, she seemed, ah, encouraging enough to try more options later. And really, it's not a bad position to start with, Idia getting a wonderful view of her during this, but also able to feel her so much against him. And as she moves, a groan out of Idia, hands urging her back down on him. No thinking or doubting in his actions, just... wanting.]

[ There wasn't much of a plan going into this. They were just fooling around to determine boundaries and, well, this is where they've ended up.

The urging is obliged, she lowers herself back down with a moan, nails dragging over his flesh. She holds for a moment before lifting again, finding a rhythm that she hopes won't send him over the edge too soon. ]

[And it's ending up very, very well...

Oh, oh! Just... all of this; her movements, her weight, her sounds, how she's holding onto him, how Idia's able to hold her. Aaahhh, so good~! A strained 'nggghhh' getting out from between Idia's teeth, unable to stop himself from lifting his hips to meet her as she sinks down onto him, doing his best to match her movements. Not that there is much thoughts going through his head at this point now, so caught up in just feeling this all.]

Aaahhh~, so good! This is so much better than hands or mouths~!

[ She likes the way he lifts his hips to try and match her movements. It's a good sign. She once again buries her face against his neck, moaning as she moves. Her nails scratch over his upper back.

She can't help but laugh at his response. ] It is. [ She's a bit breathless, muttering a few words of praise against the crook of his neck. ]

[Good. Good. So good. Eyes closed as they move against each other, pumping in and out of her, heavy breaths each time he does, broken up with 'ah's and 'ah fuck~'s here and there. Idia really only coming out of that fog this was creating for him as he feels her hands on his back, groaning as her fingernails dig in, but also a warning,] Ahh~, be careful of my, ahh, of my ports. [Not that he's had any contact around that area from anyone, not sure what it would feel like, but more a warning to her at the sudden change from flesh to metal.]

[ The warning doesn't really register, not until her fingers brush over metal. It's a strange feeling but she has other things to focus on right now. Maybe once they're done she can get a look at what he's talking about.

She continues to move against him, moans growing louder. The scent of flowers grows stronger in the air around her. ]

Move more, Persephone. [Idia needs more. With her like that, it only urging him on more, but Idia not sure how he can add more with their current position. He just doesn't have the leverage for it, the right angle. So all he can do is ask for more from her.] Please.

[ He asks for more and she's happy to provide. She moves a little faster, bringing her weight down harder on him. She tries to position herself in a way that works for both of them but it's difficult to get it to work as well for her as it does him.

Still, she's enjoying it. Fingers trailing down over the metal on his back now though not quite registering what it is she's feeling. ]

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