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[Rin sits above him, straddling his body and pulling herself away from that affectionate nuzzle so she can look Henry in the face.]
I'm great! It's like all the things that had been worrying me are lifted! There's so much a person can lose in a lifetime, you know? But now I figure... why not just have some fun for a while? If I don't indulge I'll certainly regret it! Think of all the missed opportunities!
[An airy giggle falls from her lips as she taps the pad of her index finger to his nose.]
What about you? You aren't feeling burdened by anything, are you?
[ Who can argue with a girl straddling over you on a bed of pillows and cushions? Though in the back of his mind he'll still be mindful to watch out for her, make sure she really is okay. ]
So you called me here to have some fun? Or show me your new hairstyle?
[ His nose crinkles briefly as she taps it, though his lighter expression falters a bit when she asks after him. He wonders if she's crossed paths with Dodger. It feels like there's a 50/50 chance. ]
I'm just a bit worried about Dodger is all. I haven't seen much of him.
Dodger? Oh. I haven't seen him since those hot springs were around... I wonder if he's avoiding me...
[A hum of consideration rumbles in her throat before Rin settles on him. While the Diamonds push physicality, and that does mainly focus on lust, it also is other types of touch. Blanketing herself on him like a cat stretching out over their human and finding contentment in sharing body heat.]
Do you not what to be here? Did you only come to humor me, and not because you want to play?
[ Henry shrugs, a little disgruntled. It doesn't really last. How can it, in his present position?
Almost like she is a cat trying to find some comfort on him, he places a hand at the small of her back, gently soothing. He doesn't know what she means by "play" just yet but he doesn't want her to think he's not here because he wants to be! ]
No, not at all! Of course I want to be here. Wouldn't have come at all otherwise.
[She hums, almost like a purr, when he touches her. The reciprocation is welcome, but after a moment of laying out on top of him Rin sits up. She's antsy. Her skin feels like its on fire when someone isn't touching her. She wants, and wants, and wants. It's insatiable. Like trying to fill an endless pit. No matter how much you put in there will never be enough.
Yet she still has to try. If she doesn't try she'll go mad.]
Hey, Henry...
[Maybe this is just how it has to be done? Sometimes you have to strike true for the hit to land. And so she'll aim. With her knife tip to his heart she will sink the blade in to the hilt. A blow he cannot ignore:]
[ When she sits up, Henry blinks at her curiously. At the moment, he's finding it really hard to predict her (not that he'd had a strong handle on that skill before just yet). ]
Yes?
[ He asks, in response to his name, his eyes drifting about her face, to her hair, her lips, back to meet her eyes again. Then her "request" comes out and his eyes widen a hair as he almost wonders if he's heard correctly. Not that he's shocked she would want to, it just seems so— well she really did just go straight for the kill, didn't she? And here he's sometimes wondered if she was interested in being bedded by him after all... ]
O-oh! I— [ Is he a little bit flustered? Maybe. The women he knows here are just so bold. ]
So that's what you meant by "playing"... [ Spoken almost to himself, like he's connecting the dots before he remembers that he actually needs to answer. ]Yes— Ah, yes! I'm ...
Oh? Are you nervous? That's kind of cute, actually.
[Her smile returns as she slides herself down into his lap — only to come forward just enough to grind her hips into his. It's clear she aims not to waist any time. Why wait when he's clearly amenable to it? The only barrier now is his readiness.
Oh, and his clothes, of course! The moment that occurs to her, Rin begins grabbing at the fabric keeping him decent and will merely shred any piece of clothing that doesn't come off him with ease.]
It's more like you're a complete mystery to me I think.
[ He's always been a little unsure of how to approach Rin, but now she's gone and thrown a wrench in it! Or has she always been thinking this way? He had no idea...even when she did say she would be agreeable for a threesome.
But maybe he is a little nervous too. Like trying to tiptoe his way around the most valuable and breakable china in the world in case he causes a catastrophe. The challenge grows exponentially when she grinds down on him because, being the hot blooded youth that he is, it instantly stirs his interest.
Luckily (?) his clothing is pretty simple, nothing too complicated to attach to himself because zippers were an entirely new concept when he first arrived. He will sit up a little and bunch his shirt up into his palms. ]
[With Henry handling his own clothes, and Rin barely even clothed herself (if the lingerie even counts) Rin's excitement picks up again. Her hands, for now, only seek to free his cock from his bottoms. If he becomes frustrated with the trousers and whatever else later she'll gladly help him shuffle out of the pant legs. Instead her focus is being able to feel his length in her palms.
The warmth of him in her hands is divine. Even though the Diamond suit has her feeling like she'll overheat, the skin-to-skin contact seems as if it brings her relief. Rin's whole body seems to sigh with delight as she melts in his lap with her palm cupped around him and stroking.]
Maybe we can get to know each other a little better like this.
[ The lingerie... probably doesn't count. But that's not to say that Henry does not very much appreciate the view. Bare tits are always the best, but this invention of enticing, delicate underthings is actually very nice.
He lets out a breath like he's been trying to be measured about it, knowing how easily his own body is to get all riled up. For now he seems content enough to go with the flow of things and not find a way to kick his pants all the way from his legs. Very little to argue about when your cock is being stroked. ]
Yes, that's ... [ He huffs, eyelids fluttering briefly. ] ... one way to do it, I'd say.
[ He traces his fingers carefully against the fabric of her top, almost like he's studying it, though the curses and sighs that come from his lips are anything but studious. ]
Yes, of course! Do you want to do it yourself? Would that be fun for you?
[A delighted giggle falls from her lips as she stops touching Henry's cock to instead put both her hands up above her head. An invitation for him to feel about her strappy lingerie and puzzle together how to peel it off her body so they both may indulge in the delicious benefits of each other's bodies.
Those golden eyes stare at him with anticipation. A buzz of excitement humming just beneath her skin.]
[ Assuming he doesn't get too impatient about it, but he's doing okay so far. Probably helps that she stops touching him for now.
With her invitation, he smooths his hands against the sides of her lingerie, near her underarms. Then they travel along the edges of the delicate fabric until his palms can cup her breasts. Of course he already knows the shape and the weight of them, even the taste thanks to his bold start to their game of dice. But it sure is nice to revisit them.
It doesn't really help to get the lingerie off though, so he supposes he will have to continue his fingers' wandering. They go to the straps next, surprised to find they're sturdier than they seem for the feminine, whimsical clothing. It just kind of makes him want to yank it off though. So much for his patience being formidable (it never was). ]
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[Rin sits above him, straddling his body and pulling herself away from that affectionate nuzzle so she can look Henry in the face.]
I'm great! It's like all the things that had been worrying me are lifted! There's so much a person can lose in a lifetime, you know? But now I figure... why not just have some fun for a while? If I don't indulge I'll certainly regret it! Think of all the missed opportunities!
[An airy giggle falls from her lips as she taps the pad of her index finger to his nose.]
What about you? You aren't feeling burdened by anything, are you?
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[ Who can argue with a girl straddling over you on a bed of pillows and cushions? Though in the back of his mind he'll still be mindful to watch out for her, make sure she really is okay. ]
So you called me here to have some fun? Or show me your new hairstyle?
[ His nose crinkles briefly as she taps it, though his lighter expression falters a bit when she asks after him. He wonders if she's crossed paths with Dodger. It feels like there's a 50/50 chance. ]
I'm just a bit worried about Dodger is all. I haven't seen much of him.
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[A hum of consideration rumbles in her throat before Rin settles on him. While the Diamonds push physicality, and that does mainly focus on lust, it also is other types of touch. Blanketing herself on him like a cat stretching out over their human and finding contentment in sharing body heat.]
Do you not what to be here? Did you only come to humor me, and not because you want to play?
["Play"?]
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[ Henry shrugs, a little disgruntled. It doesn't really last. How can it, in his present position?
Almost like she is a cat trying to find some comfort on him, he places a hand at the small of her back, gently soothing. He doesn't know what she means by "play" just yet but he doesn't want her to think he's not here because he wants to be! ]
No, not at all! Of course I want to be here. Wouldn't have come at all otherwise.
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Yet she still has to try. If she doesn't try she'll go mad.]
Hey, Henry...
[Maybe this is just how it has to be done? Sometimes you have to strike true for the hit to land. And so she'll aim. With her knife tip to his heart she will sink the blade in to the hilt. A blow he cannot ignore:]
I want to fuck you.
[Yeah, that should do it.]
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Yes?
[ He asks, in response to his name, his eyes drifting about her face, to her hair, her lips, back to meet her eyes again. Then her "request" comes out and his eyes widen a hair as he almost wonders if he's heard correctly. Not that he's shocked she would want to, it just seems so— well she really did just go straight for the kill, didn't she? And here he's sometimes wondered if she was interested in being bedded by him after all... ]
O-oh! I— [ Is he a little bit flustered? Maybe. The women he knows here are just so bold. ]
So that's what you meant by "playing"... [ Spoken almost to himself, like he's connecting the dots before he remembers that he actually needs to answer. ]Yes— Ah, yes! I'm ...
Let's ... do that.
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[Her smile returns as she slides herself down into his lap — only to come forward just enough to grind her hips into his. It's clear she aims not to waist any time. Why wait when he's clearly amenable to it? The only barrier now is his readiness.
Oh, and his clothes, of course! The moment that occurs to her, Rin begins grabbing at the fabric keeping him decent and will merely shred any piece of clothing that doesn't come off him with ease.]
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[ He's always been a little unsure of how to approach Rin, but now she's gone and thrown a wrench in it! Or has she always been thinking this way? He had no idea...even when she did say she would be agreeable for a threesome.
But maybe he is a little nervous too. Like trying to tiptoe his way around the most valuable and breakable china in the world in case he causes a catastrophe. The challenge grows exponentially when she grinds down on him because, being the hot blooded youth that he is, it instantly stirs his interest.
Luckily (?) his clothing is pretty simple, nothing too complicated to attach to himself because zippers were an entirely new concept when he first arrived. He will sit up a little and bunch his shirt up into his palms. ]
Here, let me help you with that.
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[With Henry handling his own clothes, and Rin barely even clothed herself (if the lingerie even counts) Rin's excitement picks up again. Her hands, for now, only seek to free his cock from his bottoms. If he becomes frustrated with the trousers and whatever else later she'll gladly help him shuffle out of the pant legs. Instead her focus is being able to feel his length in her palms.
The warmth of him in her hands is divine. Even though the Diamond suit has her feeling like she'll overheat, the skin-to-skin contact seems as if it brings her relief. Rin's whole body seems to sigh with delight as she melts in his lap with her palm cupped around him and stroking.]
Maybe we can get to know each other a little better like this.
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He lets out a breath like he's been trying to be measured about it, knowing how easily his own body is to get all riled up. For now he seems content enough to go with the flow of things and not find a way to kick his pants all the way from his legs. Very little to argue about when your cock is being stroked. ]
Yes, that's ... [ He huffs, eyelids fluttering briefly. ] ... one way to do it, I'd say.
[ He traces his fingers carefully against the fabric of her top, almost like he's studying it, though the curses and sighs that come from his lips are anything but studious. ]
Ah, kurva ... Does this come off too?
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[A delighted giggle falls from her lips as she stops touching Henry's cock to instead put both her hands up above her head. An invitation for him to feel about her strappy lingerie and puzzle together how to peel it off her body so they both may indulge in the delicious benefits of each other's bodies.
Those golden eyes stare at him with anticipation. A buzz of excitement humming just beneath her skin.]
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[ Assuming he doesn't get too impatient about it, but he's doing okay so far. Probably helps that she stops touching him for now.
With her invitation, he smooths his hands against the sides of her lingerie, near her underarms. Then they travel along the edges of the delicate fabric until his palms can cup her breasts. Of course he already knows the shape and the weight of them, even the taste thanks to his bold start to their game of dice. But it sure is nice to revisit them.
It doesn't really help to get the lingerie off though, so he supposes he will have to continue his fingers' wandering. They go to the straps next, surprised to find they're sturdier than they seem for the feminine, whimsical clothing. It just kind of makes him want to yank it off though. So much for his patience being formidable (it never was). ]
Mmn, give me a hint.