He lets a laugh slip, pleased to get the better of her. "Does it tickle?" Leo asks teasingly, rolling his head to the side for her. His hands loosen, ghosting around to the back of her thighs, down her legs, and around to the front. As he heads back up, his touch is light as a feather, one hand moving slowly up her thigh while the other slips back under her shirt.
Her words are muffled against his skin and, in some form of retaliation, she sucks on his skin to leave a very present hickey on his neck that he can wear proudly if he wants. Playfully, she runs her tongue over the reddened area in an attempt to sooth.
She won't admit the high she gets, not knowing where his hands will go, but her body responds immediately, lifting her hips to meet his hand.
"You're gonna leave a mark if you keep that up." He doesn't mind, of course; he'll be glad to show it off later. Dany might give him a Look, but he can handle that. He might be a little more shy than his sister on matters like this, but he loves Natalie and isn't afraid to show it.
His hand lingers, her breasts getting a squeeze before he goes anywhere else on her leg. His thumb brushes over her nipple, and that's when the other hand moves again, slowly dragging upward over her inner thigh. Leo is anxious to touch her, and it probably shows, but he's never been against dragging it out. Sometimes it's more fun to go slow, and now, with Natalie blindfolded, is one such time.
That tends to be the customary response with the two of them, smug enough but pleased that the other person is enjoying themselves. And, by the gods, she's enjoying herself. She normally has so much control over herself, but relinquishing everything to Leo pushes her just enough out of her comfort zone to turn her on.
He always has loved seeing Natalie leave her comfort zone, especially if it's just for him. It makes things... special somehow, even if they aren't exactly together anymore. Leo has never stopped loving her, and if it shows in how he touches her, that's fine. As long as she doesn't run away, and she seems just as content as he is to stay where they are.
There is only so long he can extend the fun, though, so Leo's fingers finally brush over her center, keeping his touch as light as he can mage. He wants to tease right now, to hear her ask for it, so he doesn't slip a finger inside of her just yet, in spite of feeling the temptation. Right now, she's his, even for a short while, and he plans to take full advantage of it. He gives her earlobe a nip, pulling the skin gently between his teeth before running his tongue over the shell of her ear.
Having her in this position, Natalie licks her lips and actually whimpers softly. But she's caught onto his game, and doesn't speak yet, panting instead.
Her breath is hot against his cheek and her body curves just so in response to that tempting hand between her thighs. It's evil, honestly, but she's given him so much worse that she can handle a little more torture.
Just so, he fights back the desire to continue until he gets something more, though that whimper of hers is immensely gratifying. Somehow, he manages to only brush his fingers over her until he reaches the sensitive bundle of nerves at her apex, circling there with his thumb.
Natalie's head lightly bumps into the roof of her car and she arches into him, inhaling sharply. "Leo," she finally gives him, voice surprisingly husky, lips still parted as she starts moving against his skilled hand.
Gods, when she says his name like that, he wants to just forget his hand and take her right there. As it stands, he lets the waves of desire crash over him, but still holds back, giving her his hand instead, like she wants. It's a good enough substitute for now, and he reminds himself of his earlier thought - take it slow, and it'll make the full act even better.
She has days to give him this time, days to hole up in his room or wherever they want until she has to go back home. She can give him multiple rounds, too, eager for his touch.
Silence falls, only the sound of her heartbeat and the shortness of her breath audible. Her eyes close and in this moment, she looks almost free, easygoing.
He keeps his eyes locked onto her face, watching intently. It's always been one of his favorite things, seeing that look on her, even if half of it is blocked by the blindfold. Natalie normally keeps herself so tightly reigned in that it means more to him that she allows him to see this other side of her, that she'll relax that facade for him and him alone.
Carefully, he hooks his finger inside of her as he moves his hand, thumb brushing over her from the outside as well. He wants to see her relax entirely, and maybe he'll take the blindfold off soon to that end, but for now, watching, and listening to her breathe, is good.
Her lips part and she moves her hands up his chest to rest loosely on his shoulders, keeping herself from swaying in his arms. Somehow, she can sense what he wants to see in her and her body reacts accordingly, even letting go of that tension that comes with wearing the blindfold and not knowing what will come next.
The corners of his mouth curve up into a smile as he watches her. It's a special sort of pleasure to see and feel her like this, knowing that he's the one making her feel wanted and satisfied. Of course, while watching is great, Leo has always been a fan of doing something. He's hardly sitting idle, but if he can make it better, he will, and if that means he can catch her by surprise again, well. All the better. With his hand on the small of her back, he leans forward suddenly to take her breast in his mouth, pulling the sensitive skin between his teeth.
Her hand curls around the back of his head again, tugging his hair lightly. Her body arches into him and she lets out a high pitched whimper in surprise. He knows how to overwhelm her in the best way possible and is sure to feel her pinked skin heat up under his hands.
He cracks up a little, gently leaning against her and chuckling into her skin. Her skin feels warm against his - not his fault, either; he's fully in control of the Blessing by now - but he's glad to have gotten that little sound out of her and to be wrapped up in her. Soon, he'll have to do something more, but for now he remains in this position, sucking gently and moving his hand just so, to find the right spot.
"Fuck," she curses, instantly becoming putty in his hands. He is going to drive her mad this way, but she can't complain. She can't think about leaving him behind right now, and for a few days, she wants to be his entirely. She's addicted to this feeling and knows she can't carry on like this forever.
Her frame actually trembles as she approaches the end. "So close," she warns, wanting more.
It's a good place, he thinks, to remove the blindfold, and with his spare hand he reaches up to do just that. He wants to see her face when she tips over the edge. Raking his hand through her hair he watches with an almost hungry look in his eyes, coaxing her on.
Natalie meets his eyes for an extended moment before letting them close, making small, lust-filled noises with each roll of her hips into his hand. She tips her head back and finally hits that stride, moving at a faster pace until she reaches her climax. It comes silently, and her entire body tenses when she jerks against him, nails digging into his shoulders until that warmth washes over her body. Her eyes are heavy lidded when she opens them, and she pants, lips parted, lazily brushing her lips over his features.
He can't help but think about how amazing she looks like this, coming down after the high that comes with sex. Reclaiming his hand, Leo caresses her cheek and guides Natalie to his lips, keeping her close as she catches her breath. He still wants her, so much that it almost hurts, but he can wait a moment or two. Right now, he's feeling smug, proud as always to know he got her off.
She gladly kisses him, her breath hot on his skin as she pants, catching her breath. "I - I still want you," she confesses, watching her words carefully even in her hazy and lusty state, still floating down from her high.
"And I can feel that you want me too." she whispers in his ear, gently rolling her hips against him even while she's still recovering.
He's smiling even as he rolls his head back in a groan, appreciative of the friction. Licking his lips, he looks back at her and doesn't bother trying to hide the desire in his expression, and the love he still holds for her shines in his eyes alongside the lust. He pulls her flush against him, grip tight on her hips, and replies, "Always."
Natalie ignores those pangs of guilt and pain in her stomach when she reads his gaze and kisses him instead. They're having sex in her car and she knows it's going to smell like them when she leaves, so she doesn't want to think about that right now.
"Just like this," he breathes when they part, "I want you to ride me." He's missed her, and missed having her like this. Being here with her at all means a lot to him, and feeling the heat of her body against his is a temptation impossible to resist, especially with her in his favorite position.
He nods, gently pulling her over his length as he took a breath, more than ready for her. Lifting her up just so, he slips a hand between them to position himself before slowly pulling Natalie down over him. His hand fell to her thigh as she takes all of him in, and he lets out a breath he hadn't realized he's been holding.
This moment won't last - if he's learned anything in the past few years, it's that. But Leo plans to take full advantage of this time while it does. For now, at least, she's his again, and he is hers as always. That's all that matters.
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Her words are muffled against his skin and, in some form of retaliation, she sucks on his skin to leave a very present hickey on his neck that he can wear proudly if he wants. Playfully, she runs her tongue over the reddened area in an attempt to sooth.
She won't admit the high she gets, not knowing where his hands will go, but her body responds immediately, lifting her hips to meet his hand.
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His hand lingers, her breasts getting a squeeze before he goes anywhere else on her leg. His thumb brushes over her nipple, and that's when the other hand moves again, slowly dragging upward over her inner thigh. Leo is anxious to touch her, and it probably shows, but he's never been against dragging it out. Sometimes it's more fun to go slow, and now, with Natalie blindfolded, is one such time.
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That tends to be the customary response with the two of them, smug enough but pleased that the other person is enjoying themselves. And, by the gods, she's enjoying herself. She normally has so much control over herself, but relinquishing everything to Leo pushes her just enough out of her comfort zone to turn her on.
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There is only so long he can extend the fun, though, so Leo's fingers finally brush over her center, keeping his touch as light as he can mage. He wants to tease right now, to hear her ask for it, so he doesn't slip a finger inside of her just yet, in spite of feeling the temptation. Right now, she's his, even for a short while, and he plans to take full advantage of it. He gives her earlobe a nip, pulling the skin gently between his teeth before running his tongue over the shell of her ear.
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Her breath is hot against his cheek and her body curves just so in response to that tempting hand between her thighs. It's evil, honestly, but she's given him so much worse that she can handle a little more torture.
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Silence falls, only the sound of her heartbeat and the shortness of her breath audible. Her eyes close and in this moment, she looks almost free, easygoing.
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Carefully, he hooks his finger inside of her as he moves his hand, thumb brushing over her from the outside as well. He wants to see her relax entirely, and maybe he'll take the blindfold off soon to that end, but for now, watching, and listening to her breathe, is good.
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Her frame actually trembles as she approaches the end. "So close," she warns, wanting more.
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"And I can feel that you want me too." she whispers in his ear, gently rolling her hips against him even while she's still recovering.
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"How do you want me?"
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This moment won't last - if he's learned anything in the past few years, it's that. But Leo plans to take full advantage of this time while it does. For now, at least, she's his again, and he is hers as always. That's all that matters.
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