Rosie "Has No Chill" Nozomi (
hasitsthorns) wrote2015-05-13 05:36 pm
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Some memes I will always be down for and are permalinked here if you'd like to hit them up! There's no time limit, but if you'd rather do things here than there just let me know!
- ❥ stargazing
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With all this lead-up, she's perfectly pliable and compliant to the nudge of those hands. Her legs part easily to give Aurelia all the access she needs to keep kissing. The ones on her inner thighs tickle though and draw a giggle or two from the woman before it's chased by a moan or soft sound of contentment. All the while, the warmth pooling between her legs grows. "Glad I seem," she starts, but stops to give a little shudder from a well-placed kiss, "tasty all over."
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Meeting Rosie's shudder with another brush of her fangs against sensitive skin, sinking them in to mark another stretch of Rosie as hers. Letting the blood trail down her inner thigh as she works her way further down. "We should test that." She murmurs, voice thick with suppressed laughter. "Make sure we try every inch, it's the only way to be sure."
Kissing further, until she's kneeling in front of Rosie and lifting her feet upwards. Tongue trailing across her toes and soles, fingers firmly holding her by the ankle as she twists and bites. Placing another open wound on her feet.
The fact that this will keep Rosie stuck here in bed with her, with no way of walking away, is surely just a pleasant side effect.
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"Hm?" she questions, leaning up just a little to get a better look at what Aurelia is doing. "Ah-" she starts, but gets cut off with a tiny delighted squeak. Ticklish as she is, the tongue grazing over her toes and rest of her foot causes her to giggle and wiggle. "H-hey," she tries to protest, but there's almost no effort behind it. The woman doesn't actually mind. Actually? It feels kind of nice in an unexpected way and sends little ripples of pleasure up her body.
The grip on her ankle sees her gasp though; she can anticipate the bite that happens next, but still gives a small cry for it. The thought also crosses her mind that it'll rend her unable to leave simply and that's a thrill of its own. To be so desired that Aurelia feels she should leave Rosie unable to walk and keep her here indefinitely does a lot. If she wasn't wet before, well- Damn. She sure is now.