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[ She's rewarded with a groan muffled against her skin. It may only be a light touch, but after his time on that quest, that's all it really takes to get him more aroused than he'd normally willing to admit. Today, though, he doesn't care. It doesn't matter, because it's Natalie and gods, she's always been good with her hands. ]

[ Natalie grinned triumphantly, wrapping her fingers around him with her right hand resting against his side. Maybe her fingers weren't as talented as his but she never got any complaints before. Slowly, she began to work, stroking her hand along the length at first, tentative. ]

I - tell me what you want me to do.

[ That's even better, he thinks with a soft moan. His hand drops to her leg, and he releases her to bury his head in the crook of her neck. All his focus has temporarily shifted to what she's doing with him and he pushes into her hand, somehow working up enough sense to whisper one word: ]

Tighter.

[ With her cheek pressed against him, she nods quickly and wraps her fingers a little tighter around him, keeping her pace slow to start. In this instance, she would rather hear a few instructions rather than winging it - until she's more familiar with what he wants.

The way his body sort of melts into her and the noises he's been making . - all of this are quite satisfying. She wants more of it. ]

Gods, Natalie.

[ He's always been more vocal than Natalie, and though the sounds he makes are small, they gradually become more frequent as she keeps going. As far as he's concerned she's doing pretty well without any instruction for him, and the only thing he could think to even ask is that she go faster, but he wants to save that for the main event.

Something in the back of his mind is telling him to respond in kind, so he kisses that one spot on her neck enthusiastically, spurred on by her attention. His free hand slides down her thigh, following the line of her underwear with fingers finally slipping under the fabric to stroke her gently, a quiet sigh at feeling the wetness there. ]

[ She gasps, a high pitched gasp, almost a whimper. Her head lolls back and she closes her eyes, her hand down his pants still for a few seconds. Her other hand digs into his skin a little. ]

Leo. [ An embarrassed, breathy laugh. Her muscles tighten in her thighs and she continues, a little faster, though what she really wants is to have him between her legs again. ]

[ The corner of his mouth curves into a smirk. ]

I like it when you say my name like that. [ He murmurs. But can he get her to do it again? He slides two fingers into her, breath hitching when her hands starts to move again, and matches her pace with fingers hooking as his thumb brushes over the sensitive bundle of nerves. ]

[ He's making her feel lightheaded and she has to blink a few times to find her focus again. Using his shoulder to steady herself, Natalie keeps at this faster pace, occasionally letting her fingers stray to tease him. It's all she can think of doing while he's got his hands at her apex and her hips jerk against him. She moans softly, helplessly, closer to saying his name again. ]

[ He keeps going, determined to hear it again. Untangling his other hand from her hair, he gently grabs her wrist to stop her - it might end too quickly if he doesn't, and he wants to hold out. But it still feels like torture to pull her hand away. ]

[ She uncurls her fingers and looks down in surprise. ] But - [ Well, she doesn't protest, though she would have been more than happy to get him off this way. She flexes her fingers and suddenly her hand is clean again - the conveniences of magic. Briefly, she dips down to kiss him messily. ]

Not yet. [ He breathes just before she kisses him, and he responds hungrily. Gods knew he doesn't want it to stop, but he didn't want to reach a climax without satisfying her first. He plays with her for another moment before pulling his hand away, brushing wet fingers over her skin before tugging at her underwear in an obvious plea to be rid of them. They're only in the way, now. ]

Okay.

[ Pulling her hands back, she leans against the table to lift her hips, slightly amused by the clothing imbalance, but she doesn't make a move to get the rest of his clothes off yet. What he plans on doing next interests her, of course. ]

[ Leo smiles against her lips once they're gone, kissing her hard one more time before pulling back. He kneels then, hands resting on her legs as he kisses up her inner thigh, making his way closer to her center where he teases her with his tongue. ]

[ She inhales sharply, suddenly tense all over as she watches him lower herself. Is he going to - no, he's not -- ]

What - [ It takes her a moment to actually find the words, pulling her brain out of its amorous haze for a second. ] You're going to ... [ And she trails off stupidly, licking her lips because she likes this. ]

[ Grin turning mischievous, he glances up for a moment before turning his attention back to what he was doing, giving her a soft kiss and running his tongue through her and tasting her. ]

[ Oh, dear. A million thoughts zip through her head, even as he moves in closer, and Natalie closes her mouth, pulling her lips tight to suppress a whimper from the back of her throat. Propping herself up with one hand, she gently curls her fingers into his hair. ]

[ If only she wasn't so good at keeping quiet, he wouldn't have to try so hard. It's a good thing he enjoys doing this, he thinks, brushing his lips over her and teasing at her entrance. ]

[ That single, small motion pulls a moan out of her and she nearly loses her balance on the table as her shoulders sink and her elbow bends just slightly. ] Gods, L - what are yo - [ No, she isn't going to bother trying to finish those sentences. ]

[ Oh yes, he is thoroughly enjoying this. Natalie has such great reactions when she's not holding them back, and the fact that she can't finish her sentences means he's doing good, so he doesn't stop. ]

[ She feels as if she's going to burst out of her skin like this, feeling hot and tingling all over. She can't seem to sit still, wriggling almost impatiently against him, rutting her hips each time his mouth does a certain thing she cannot even out her finger on. ] Gods!

[ Doing this is making him just as impatient as her, and he pulls away suddenly, pressing his lips against her inner thigh before standing. He runs his hands up her sides until they're both tangled in her hair and pulling her to him for a kiss. ]

[ It's strange at first, tasting herself on his lips, knowing that he wants to do things like this with her, but she tries not to think about that as she slides her arms around him, her hands restless. Hastily, she reaches down to try to push the rest of his clothes off, distracted by their messy, desperate kiss. ]

[ He won't break away, but he does take his hands from her hair to help with his clothes, stumbling as he tries to free his foot from the legs of his pants. As soon as they're off, his mouth is crashing against hers again in a rough, needy kiss. His arms circle her waist to pull her closer... It's like they can't be close enough. ]

[ Both her hands immediately go to his hair and shoulders once he's stumbled out and she laughs breathily against his lips. ] Climb up or - or stay like this? [ She asks as she wraps her legs around his waist again. ]

[ With a sigh, he leans his forehead against hers, arms tightening around her. That's enough indication by itself, but voice husky, he says, ] Like this.

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