Cubefall with Autor

[runningred]

{from here.}

Jay's room is the same mess it was the last time. That's if Autor remembers. It was during a weird time for Autor.

She pulls him close and into a slow kiss. "As always, Autor, we go as far or as near as you want. It's your call, okay?"

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[runningred]

"More than alright." Jay promises softly, reaching for the hem of her shirt. She slides it off, giving him free reign of her very warm skin.

[herr_bookman]

"Oh," Autor says softly, his breath catching in his throat. "You're so pretty, Jay."

He tentatively cups her breasts through her bra, testing the weight of them. His fingers squeeze and knead them slowly, and he leans forward to place a hesitant kiss on the top of one.

[runningred]

They're large and firm and somewhat more sensitive than Jay expected, drawing a moan out of her at the touch. "That's got to be the first time- oh! Anyone's called me pretty."

[herr_bookman]

Autor smiles crookedly. "You're pretty as a man, too," he assures her, brushing his thumbs along the underside of her breasts, underneath her bra. He traces his fingers over the top of her chest, dipping down into her cleavage. "You're so warm."

[runningred]

A little shiver runs through her. She might be warm but his touch is so soft and gentle, it rises goosebumps. "Sure, sure." Jay laughs, sliding her hands over his hips and under his shirt again, pulling him in to kiss the side of his neck.

She breathes richly as he touches her. "I think I'd very much like your lips in me again." She slips one bra strap off, letting it fall to reveal more skin.

[herr_bookman]

That kiss draws a groan out of Autor, as does her removing the bra strap. He slips one hand behind her to cradle her back as he pops up onto his tip toes, brushing his lips across her shoulder and down the line where the strap rested. When he reaches her chest, he keeps kissing, drawing her closer to him with the hand on her upper back. His tongue peeks out from his lips and he draws it across her chest, touching the bra line.

[OOC: Bedtime for me!]

[runningred]

She moans and lets her head fall back a little, leaning into his touch. Gods, that feels good, totally different to what he's use to but isn't that the point of Cubefall?

She tries very hard not to rush him but part of her is very keen to get rid of the bra entirely. And his shirt, that has to go too.

{ooc: sleep well and thanks for this! So much fun.}

[herr_bookman]

Autor reaches behind her and fumbles with the clasp of her bra. He works at if for a few minutes before withdrawing his hands and frowning at the cups. Then he scrabbles for the clasp again, undoing it after another few minutes. He carefully slips the brassiere off of her shoulders, gasping at the revealed skin. He folds the bra up and lets it drop to the floor.

"I am weary of wasting your time," Autor says, and closes his mouth over a nipple while his fingers pinch and twist the other one.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles, not sure she could have done any better. "You never have." She starts to say but the words are lost in a moment, slightly higher and rougher as he pinches. Good thing she likes it a little rough.

[herr_bookman]

Autor flicks her nipple with his tongue, experimenting. He suckles and nips with the barest hint of teeth, kneading her other breast with his fingers. He soon covers the neglected nipple with his lips, offering it the same treatment.

[runningred]

She lets her head fall back, moaning warmly. She wraps her arms around his waist, pulling him close and she nuzzles his hair, massaging her hands down his back to cup his ass.

[herr_bookman]

That makes him jump and gasp, tilting his hips up to bump against hers. He runs his hands down her back, nipping and suckling her breasts. "Your skin is so soft."

[runningred]

"And gods-damned sensitive!" She groans happily, grinding against him every so slightly. Suddenly very keen to get out of these jeans.

She slides hands his shirt, encouraging him to break off long enough to get rid of it.

[herr_bookman]

Autor gets the hint, and backs up just enough to shrug out of his blazer. He folds it up and sets it on the floor, and then undoes his cravat. He sets that on the blazer, exposing his throat, and removes his long-sleeved, white undershirt. He smiles at Jay ever so bashfully, and folds the shirt up, too.

Then he returns to running his hands up and down her back and toying with her breasts. "I like these. They're a lot of fun."

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and kisses him, hot and breathless. "Yeah, I can tell." She explores his skin in return, curving her hands over his chest and stomach, teasing his nipples lightly between her fingertips.

[herr_bookman]

Autor moans quietly, leaning into her touch. He embraces her tightly, pressing their chests together, and runs his hands down her back to cup her ass to better grind his hips against hers. His lips glide across hers.

[runningred]

Jay deepens the kiss, pulling Autor gently towards the bed. She has a feeling he's ready to go further.

[herr_bookman]

Autor follows gladly, laying down on the bed with her. He smiles a little, resting a hand on her hip. "Do we need protection? I mean, even if you did fall pregnant, you've only got this form for three days, right?"

[runningred]

Jay laughs and reaches over the the nightstand, lifting a condom out of the drawer. "Lets save the over-thinking for later, hey?"

[herr_bookman]

Autor offers her a quick, rueful grin. "But it's what I'm best at," he says, pressing a kiss to her collarbones.

[runningred]

Jay laughs again and pushes Autor onto the bed. She lingers a moment, taking her time to strip the rest of the way, showing off her body - no less fit and lean in this shape. She stands over him, naked and smiling.

[herr_bookman]

Autor's blush rises slowly in his cheeks, covering his face. He reaches out to brush his fingers across her knee. "You're so beautiful like this," he whispers, awed with her. "Thank you for sharing yourself."

[runningred]

Jay kneels on the bed and kisses him slowly and deeply. "Thank you for letting me be your first." Her tone is serious and gentle.

[herr_bookman]

He kisses her back, brushing his tongue against hers. "Of course," he whispers, resting his hands on her shoulders. Autor runs them along the sides of her breasts and waist, resting on her hips again. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

[runningred]

She gently helps him out of his pants, stroking his hips and the curves of his ass but letting him set the pace.