Thar Shaddin

(OOC: Since we don't have a plot thread - just wanted to let you know I'm taking a break. How detailed do you want to get in the thread, btw? We can do the "camera pans to the window" stuff or we can write word porn. I'm good with either )

~((Thanks for the heads-up! Ahm, I'm honestly more for the camera panning out and not going into too much detail because I'm starting to realise that I'm struggling more with writing the male part of this kind of encounter than I used to. We don't have to do the fading to dark straight away though hehe.))~

(Hn hn hnnnn! *leer*)

When they parted from kissing, Ree’s breath came heavily. She glanced away, once the twice, before focusing her gaze back on Nasku’s. Just enough space existed to allow her the skittering sensation of his chest brushing against hers in teasing sensations as they breathed.
Her leg was over his, had hooked around the back of his thigh to press him closer as they kissed. She could feel him hard against her, deliciously, pleasurably, teasing. Her right hand rested against his side. His arms cradled her.

“I…”

She wanted him. Oh, how she wanted him…

Drinking in her reaction, Nasku couldn’t help but smile when she looked away before looking back at him. His breathing had started becoming very uneven as well and his desire for her was a burning flame inside his body.

When she wanted to speak but didn’t manage to, the flush of their kiss painting her face, Nasku didn’t wait for a spoken affirmative anymore. Her reaction, her behaviour told him all he needed to know. Smiling, he enjoyed the sight of her face a little while longer before he kissed her again.

Entangled as they were, he used it to alter their position, turning Metarie onto her back on the comfortable chair, not breaking the kiss with the motion. Nasku stayed like that, slightly pressed on top of her for a while before he finally broke the kiss. But never the touch with her skin as he worked his way along her chin, down to the hollow in her throat and from there downwards to her exposed breasts, joyfully anticipating the way he was going to tease her peaked nipples.

At any moment, she could stop him. All it would take was one word or a gesture, and he would stop, no matter how hard it would be to pull away from her.

Ree succumbed to the next round of kisses, moving easily with his encouragement. Now, she could feel the hard line of him as it pressed against her body. When he broke the kiss, she made herself more accessible to the press of his lips, not passive, no.. never passive, just receiving. Her hands roamed aimlessly, touching him wherever she could reach and feel. The line of his spine, the muscles in his back, the line of his neck, his hair, his arms. The only thing she didn't do was stop him. Instead, sounds of acquiescence, soft and low, attested her enjoyment of the brush of his lips and fingers.

When Metarie didn’t stop him, Nasku’s lips spread into a smile and he gingerly proceeded with his caresses, kissing and licking a pattern across her skin towards her breasts, occasionally biting very gently. He took his time, and nipped them for a long time before he was finally satisfied with the results and started to slowly move further south. Still, he didn’t break contact with her, and while he wanted to kiss her in between, he felt like teasing her for a bit rather than giving her what her body told him she was beginning to crave. His hands scoured the length of her legs as he explored the realm of her inner thighs without pushing her.

Before he was tempted to give in, he slowly slid hands and lips upwards again to gently kiss her on the lips. As he released her lips, he couldn’t help but break into yet another smile, gazing down at her beautiful face. He waited until she looked him in the eyes as well before he whispered: “You’re luminous.” And to him, she really did shine, and it was his pleasure to keep her that way, knowing that most of it had already been his doing. Nasku couldn’t deny that he enjoyed getting to know her body, her reactions, finding those spots and motions that elicited a gasp or a moan. When he lowered his lips to hers again, he finally gave in to his own desires and let his hand slip to where his tongue had only merely teasingly brushed her.

At the brush of Nasku's lips on her breast, Ree gasped softly. She hadn't realized, until then, just how sensitive that spot on her body could be. Ree, focusing on the sensation, found her hips moved on their accord, pressing into Nasku, moving her body against his -- seeking something more. Arousal pooled low and sharp.

Ree's stomach clenched and tightened as Nasku slipped lower and pressed kisses to her belly. The sensation almost tickled. Then, for the space of a moment, there was nothing until she felt his hands on her thighs and his lips... what? Ree's skin prickled and her eyes opened wide. Aigh! Sunlight.. Ree squinted, looking down to see Nasku lookup at her, a smile on his lips and the look in his eyes... Ree forgot herself, stopped thinking about what was happening and just marveled at this beautiful man who found pleasure in her.

She watched him as he moved slowly back up her body, stroking her skin with fingertips and lips. Ree shivered and her eyes closed in pleasure. She felt him capture her lips in a gentle kiss. A soft groan of pleasure escaped her and he breathed in it. When the sensations stopped, Ree opened her eyes slowly and blinked. Nasku was beaming at her.

"You're luminous." Nasku didn't give her time to respond, to say 'no, you're the one who shines', before his tongue plied her own, before his fingers slipped between.

The sound of the sea rushed into her ears and Ree arched against Nasku. The touch was exquisite and unsatisfying all at the same time, creating a desire, a need for more. With every brush of his fingertip, something built within her, made her breathe harder, made her tense up until she teetered on the edge of an intense sensation of pleasure. Her fingers tightened on his skin, spasmodically grasping at him. Her head fell back, exposing her neck. She quivered. It was so intense, too intense she wanted him to stop. It was so intense, too intense, she wanted him to keep going until some conclusion could be reached. His name, stuttered on her breath, was spoken in query - what was he doing to her? spoken in pleasure, in acknowledgement... a soft gasp.

"N-Nasku!"

And then...

Nasku spread his fingers possessively across Metarie’s lower back when she arched her hips. His heartbeat sped up along with hers, the proximity and situation making it impossible for him to keep calm in any way any longer. Never had he wanted anyone as much as he wanted Metarie. And here she was, writhing under his touch, gasping out his name. What more could he possibly want?

The sheer amount of pleasure that coursed through him was indescribable and when he pushed her over the edge, he tried to capture her moans with his mouth, intent on seducing those sounds out of her many times more. For the time being, he ignored his own body’s urges and kept his hand between her legs, allowing her a moment of respite, but in no way was he planning on leaving off just yet. Oh no, he had only just started, and from the way, Metarie had reacted, she was enjoying it, and so was he. Oh no, he was going to pleasure her out of her senses if he had any say in it. Now that he had dipped a finger in the pie, he wanted the whole cake, but piece after delectable piece so he could savour it all to his heart’s content, in any way she wanted.

He'd held her close and kissed her possessively as she'd shuddered to a climax. Her whole body had been involved in the spasm. She could barely breathe and turned her face away to catch her breath. Ree could feel his hand cupped over her, his fingers still resting between. She was damp, very much so and it embarrassed her a little to think he knew. Ree turned her face to look at him. He was so close and his eyes, though pale, seemed darkened by desire. A little smile curved his lips. What a beautiful smile... There again was that moment of wonder that such a beautiful man desired her, when he could have his pick.

Ree's left hand lifted to cup Nasku's cheek, before slipping behind his head to draw him in for a kiss. Her right hand slid down his arm, until her hand rested on top of his. Ree pressed her fingers against his, pressing his fingers against that sensitive spot and deeper between even as her legs parted further and her hips lifted into the touch. She sucked in a breath and breathed out softly, resolved to be unashamed,

"I want you."

And, there was evidence enough of that desire under his fingers. Evidence enough in the way her hand slid back up his arm and cupped his buttocks to press him closer to her. She hadn't touched him yet, but she would. Ree promised herself that these moments would not be just about her pleasure. Frustratingly, there was not enough space for her slip her hand within the backside of his swim trunks. Ree wanted to feel the curve of his buttock, his skin, under her hand, wanted to feel the hardness of him in her hand and elsewhere, too, but what he was doing with his hand was distracting, making her lose focus on anything but what he was doing to her, with her.

At first it was just a stroke of a touch, a single finger, insistent. But now... was it two? or three? Ree sucked the breath in between her teeth when he'd changed things because at first it hurt, not even for a second, before it felt good. So good, in fact, that she cried out in pleasure, louder this time than the last, and opened herself further to his touch. Was he... was he turning his hand as he.. ? More pleasure washed over her in waves that drove thoughts from her head. She didn't know when he'd untied her bikini bottoms or exactly what he was doing. All she knew was that it felt good and she didn't want him to stop.

When Metarie cupped her hand over his cheek, Nasku leaned against it gently, almost lovingly, instantly obliging when she pulled him down to savour her kiss. But when she slid her free hand down to cover his, increasing pressure on herself that way, he groaned, momentarily forgetting that he wanted to drag this out for as long as possible and instinctively increasing the pressure of his fingers a little more than he had intended.

Keeping a handle on his control was getting harder by the second and when she told him that she wanted him, he almost threw all caution to the wind. Slowly counting down a few heartbeats in his head, he fixed his heated gaze on hers. “You already have me.”
The words were instantly followed by a moan of pleasure when Metarie’s hand touched his buttocks. Involuntarily, he had closed his eyes at the touch and when he opened them again, he smiled at the frustration in her expression on having swim trunks obstruct her access.

“Do you want me to lend you a hand with that?” he teased as her attention was quickly stolen away from his behind to the work of his fingers. He left them to their own devices, to feel their way around, find the perfect rhythm to send another wave of pleasure to rock her body.

When she cried out yet again, Nasku’s smile grew broader. “You sound wonderful,” he whispered into her ear as he continued without interruption seeking yet another orgasm. He wasn’t able to hold back much longer anymore however and he was beginning to really crave her hands on him. She already had expressed her desire to touch him and hearing her scream had only made him want it more.

Unbuttoning his swim trunks, Nasku was momentarily distracted from what his other hand was doing as he tried to successfully get them off. Somehow they were a lot tighter than he had initially considered them to be and it was a bit more of a struggle than he wanted it to be.

How embarrassing!

“You know, maybe you could lend me a hand with that instead of the other way around?” he asked sheepishly but not without a hint of a mischievous glint in his eyes after all.

“Do you want me to lend you a hand with that?”

Ree nodded, biting her lip, eyes closed, but he wasn't helping was he? No, oh no, he was intentionally...

“You sound wonderful.” The whisper brush of breath and lips made her skin prickle, even in the heat of the day.

Nasku released her from the onslaught when he pulled back slightly to unbutton his swim trunks. Ree opened her eyes to find out why he'd stopped.

"Oh!," a soft sound followed by her hands helping to push the trunks off of him. Both of their hands fumbled on the shorts and against each other. She grinned. She could only reach as far as his hips in this position.

“You know, maybe you could lend me a hand with that instead of the other way around?”

"Sit up?"

Somehow they managed to shift positions without bashing their heads together, though it was a close call at one point. As it was, Nasku ended up on his feet. Ree turned her body, leaning over to tug the shorts down Nasku's legs. For his part, Nasku gingerly stepped one foot out then the other. When Ree looked up, she found herself face to face with a completely naked Nasku. Ree's eyes widened slightly. It was as pale as the rest of him, for the most part, and the tip glistened. Ree inhaled a soft breath between parted lips.

Her last experience had been in the dark, with little light to show her the details. Any other men she'd seen had been in context of her job and as such, neither interesting and rarely hardened. But Nasku... it was .. beautiful. Ree lifted her hand to touch it lightly with her fingers. His skin was hot to the touch and a soft and satiny as a rose petal. It jerked under her touch and Ree pulled her fingers back, looking up at Nasku in wonder and curiosity.

"Did I hurt you?"

It was a little embarrassing, even if they were both tangling with his trunks as though they had never undressed themselves or someone else before. In a way, it was actually quite amusing and by the time Nasku had completely stepped out of the offending piece of clothing, the smile was back on his face and his hair was standing on end. The irregular brushes of her skin against his, fingertips teasing without meaning to had him in shivers in anticipation of what her eagerness, coupled with his own, promised.

It wasn’t her intake of breath but rather when she let it out again that made Nasku groan at the sensation it provoked on his naked and rather sensitive skin. When her eyes didn’t leave his erection, the mischief was back in full and he was tempted to run a hand suggestively along his shaft. Before he could act on the idea though, Metarie reached out her own fingers to tentatively touch him.

Biting his lip at the sensation this merely brushing touch provoked, Nasku shook his head at her question. “No, you didn’t hurt me. On the contrary.” His eyes were on her face once again. She was butt-naked and wonderful to look at, yet all he could see was the wondrously curious expression on her face, the light in her eyes. How beautiful she was! And how he loved the way she looked at him, at his erection.

“Would you touch me again?” His voice cracked a little as he spoke his request. A shiver raced down his back at the thought of what she could possibly do to him in their current position. How he craved her touch, how he wanted her to take him into her hands and guide him into herself, how... Sucking in a deep breath, Nasku tried to divert his thoughts away from that path, suddenly afraid that his excitement might translate into premature action, and that would not do.
And once again, Metarie had with a simple look managed to make him feel like an inexperienced young man. It was terrifyingly wonderful.

“Would you touch me again?” At his request, Ree softly bit her bottom lip and nodded, redirecting her gaze from Nasku's face to the member in front of her.

Her first inspection was to dip the tip of her finger into the glistening wet on the tip of his cock. It jerked again and with each subsequent touch, a fact which amused her greatly.

When she looked up, Nasku was watching her and the look on his face seemed somewhat pained.

"Are you sure I'm not hurting you?"

When he shook his head in negation, Ree resumed her exploration, giving him the occasional look to make sure he wasn't just saying no for her sake. Drawing on memory, Ree took him fully in her hand and gently squeezed around him. Her other lifted gingerly to stroke his bollocks, which tightened in response. In fact, the whole of it tightened again, a response she found fascinating. In fact, his whole body was tense.When she looked up a third time, the look he had on his face was... intense. Enough so, that she withdrew somewhat with an abashed smile. How could she explain she'd never really seen one in this kind of situation before? Had she been too clinical?

Ree lifted her hand out to him, casting a look up to his face from the corner of her eye. He was stunning to behold.

"Lay down with me?"

Yes. If he lay down, she could explore him with her hands. They could kiss. They could... a blush graced her cheeks even as she smiled at the thought and looked up at him fully.

“Very, very, very sure.” Nasku smiled at Metarie’s concern when she looked up once again to make sure he was alright. Granted, he was a little tense but that was definitely not because he was suffering. A little pain was involved maybe but it was an exquisite sensation that made the pleasure of feeling her fingers explore him all the more enjoyable.

“I enjoy the way you’re touching me,” he whispered into her ear when he took the hand she held out to him so as to follow up on her request to lie down with her. When he sprawled comfortably on their rather roomy sun-lounger, he used his leverage on her hand to pull her down beside him, snaking an arm around her to pull her close to him.

Stealing yet another kiss from her, he slowly directed her hand downwards before letting go of it so she could freely continue her exploration if she felt inclined to do so. He knew he would very much like that but he had a few other scenarios floating around in his head which he would quite like to put into action.

His whispered confession gained him a pleased smile and blush. Ree perched near him, just watching as he lay down upon the chair. Her gazed traveled the length of his body. Teodinus, but he was ...

"Oh!" The exclamation was a soft one as he pulled her to him. A rush of thrill ran through her and she didn't fight or pull away. Instead, she tucked up next to him, feeling luxurious. The oil made their skin slide easily upon each other. An interesting sensation interrupted by the press of his lips in a kiss.

When he guided her hand, she complied readily, enjoying the feel of him under her hand. Ree rested her head in the curve of his shoulder and resumed stroking her fingers against and around him. A little smile curved her lips. She could do this for hours, this touching and looking at him.