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The angle was different, but good, her body moving against his in a way that just pulled him deeper into her with every press of his body. She made a low whine, breath panting out of her at the slight sting of him that faded into something so wonderfully pleasurable, she knew she would never get enough. She could feel how wet ha made her with just a little teasing over the phone and that voice licking at her ears when he'd come in. His scent was heady and she wanted it soaked into her, into everything she owned. "Yes," she hissed, hands clutching him. "So good."

He could not gather words of his own, and whenever his mouth opened all that came out were sounds of pleasure, from hisses and pants to louder groans. His head tipped to the side, and he pressed his lips along her neck, down to her collarbones, until he reached her breasts, and his tongue darted out to taste one of her nipples, lips then wrapping around it. All the while he kept moving, fingers curled and digging tightly into the skin of her hips, his body falling into a slow but thorough rhythm as he pushed into her, buried himself deep in her time and again.

She leaned back a little, to give him better access to her breasts and to change the angle of his thrusts. Each one had the head of his cock dragging over that spot inside her that had her clenching tighter, head falling back as her hair brushed over the bed. Her back was bowed, an arching bridge as he held her, slid into her over and over until--

Until he had to hold her as she bucked, her orgasm surprising her. Though, considering she'd spent the last few days thinking of him, it wasn't really that surprising she'd have a hair trigger with him, mouth opening to let out the jagged cry as she came.

It surprised him as much as it did her, though it took him a moment to even realize that she had reached her peak. It was the combination of everything, the arching of her body, the loud cry she let out, the way her muscles clutched so tightly that he suddenly found it a little more difficult to pull out, that showed him what had just happened, his eyes opening to watch her face and body in surprise.

His rhythm stuttered for a few seconds, but then picked back up, continuing to slide deep into her through the entirety of her climax, and then some. Because he was close, but not quite as close as she was, and it took him a little more to get there himself. He rushed now, though, sought only his own pleasure since she had reached her own, and continued to thrust into her spent and sated body. Her oversensitive muscles still twitched whenever his cock slid inside her, faster and harder, until after some good seconds he came as well, spilling inside her and filling her up, his hips continuing their frantic rhythm until he had been milked for all he had.

She moved up to wrap her arm around him, kissing him with a slower, lazier need. Her hands played with his hair, tugging on one of his braids as she gave an intentional squeeze of her inner muscles. "Mm," she purred, dropping light kisses over his face. "That took the edge off."

Not that she was anywhere near done with him. They did have plans, after all.

He stretched his legs out so he could lie on top of her, his hips rolling towards her yet again when she squeezed herself around him. It took a bit of effort to kiss her like that, but he managed, if anything because he wanted to stay just where he was, even if only for a moment longer.

"Yes..." He chuckled, feeling giddy and light from the pleasure still tickling his skin all across. "It certainly helped with some of the tension."

Their couplings were still new, so there'd be kinks to work out, ways of who lies where after what. But for now, she just pet his hair, fingers combing through the strands as she nuzzled him, feeling that tingling i her toes that told her of a good orgasm.

"You weren't actually busy, were you? Because I'll feel bad if you were."

He shrugged at her question, idly kissing her chin and jaw as she nuzzled him. "Not terribly... Nothing that couldn't wait." Otherwise he wouldn't have come. But then again, it was rare for him to have anything urgent to do in this place. Everything was slow, calm, peaceful.

"Good." He was a warm, heavy weight she was starting to like having over her or against her side. Rolling with him, he slid out of her as she did and she wound up straddling him, pinning him to the bed by his shoulders with a sparkle in her eye. "I was thinking of keeping you here for a little while. Giving you some much needed exercise." She gave his belly a prod, teasing him. He was anything but chubby, but he certainly did react to a poke and a tease.

He let out a surprised little yelp as she rolled them over, gasping when he slipped out of her, but in the end chuckling as he let her pin him down to the bed easily. His own hands settled on her folded legs, near her knees, the muscles of his stomach tensing and flexing at the prodding, and he he shot up an eyebrow at her at the remark. "Much needed? I certainly hope you are not saying I'm fat."

"Would I say such a thing?" She grinned and bent down, nuzzling under his jaw, cheeks and body touching him as much as possible. There was his own scent, but sex was in the air mingling with it and it was a heady mix. "A vicious lie. You're incredibly fit. Lean, even." Well, stocky, but in that way that one was when they were a little shorter, but hardy and active. She kissed down his chest, stopping at his nipple and giving it a light graze with the edge of her teeth. "In fact, if you ask me, you could use a little fattening up. I have lots of food and I would adore making you something to eat. In a bit."

And that was definitely the shifter in her talking. Dwarves had braids, shifters had food. Making sure your mate or family members were well fed, well cared for, that was a top priority. Food was part of the courting process for all shifters and she was getting to that point with him where the idea of feeding him was becoming a need.

"Hmm, that sounds wonderful," he murmured with a tip of his head, glancing down at her from where he lay. Dwarves or otherwise, the truth was that one of the ways to someone's heart may very well be their stomach, so the meaning would convey itself, really - much like braids or beads would, when from him to her.

Which reminded him, he still had his own on. For a brief moment, he thought about asking her to do it, but her mouth was so wonderfully busy there, he wouldn't dream of interrupting her. So he tugged them out of his hair and beard himself, letting them fall over the side of the bed as to not bother them, then moved his hands to sift through her own hair lazily. "You look like you could use some more meat on you as well. And... we always have plenty of ways to burn off any excess energy."

"Do you like chicken?" she asked between kisses and nips, hands sliding up over him and just enjoying the way his skin felt under them. "I can do fried or maybe a chicken salad? Or both." Her mouth kissed lower, her nose brushing against the edge of his navel.

Her smile turned wicked, looking up at him as her chin brushed over his spent length. "When it comes to dwarf meat, I prefer that in me... but I'm not against the exercise." Her tongue came out to lick at his skin, that patch between his navel and groin, teeth edging over it after.

"You're making me hungry just talking about it," he chuckled, his eyes closing for a moment as he enjoyed her soft touches and kisses. Especially after what they'd just done, quick as it had been, his body responded to the thought of food even more enthusiastically than usual. Nothing that he couldn't ignore for now, though.

He sighed pleasantly as her chin brushed along his still sensitive length, but he didn't move, simply watched as her tongue darted out to taste his skin. It wasn't enough to get him hard again, but it certainly felt good, his skin still so warm and buzzing with energy, so he was going to enjoy it as it was. "Well... you can have it in you as well. Repeatedly."

"Good. That means you'll have an appetite when I manage to get out of bed to make it." Because right now, eating food wasn't her top priority. Making her dwarf happy was.

She watched him, not going for his cock directly, but kissing, petting, and teasing around it. The scent of her was thick around his crotch, her wetness staining his length and just the once, she darted her tongue to taste the mingled fluids. There was a brief flare of green in her eyes before she hummed, kissing the side of his thigh. "I certainly hope so. Repeatedly and in numerous places. We still have to do that thing." You know, that thing? The one where he gets her on all fours? Yeah, that thing.

"Yes. But for now it seems like we've both got an appetite for something else entirely." Clearly some other kind of meat, though she seemed to be getting into that mood much faster than he was.

Still, she was obviously intent on getting him there as well. And with each kiss, every brush of her lips on sensitive skin, a sliver of teeth here and there, he could feel heat spread through him again, like soft sparks waking him back to life. When she licked his length to taste the fluids, he let out a sharper sound, his cock shifting with the very beginnings of an arousal. "Right... we really have to do that thing," he murmured, the mental image again invading his mind, adding even more to the effects that her touches had on him. "As soon as possible, or else the thought alone will haunt me."

"Mm, entirely your fault. You bring it out in me. I'm all fine by myself, then I think of you and want to touch you." So, you know, that obviously made it his fault for being far too sexy.

"Haunt you?" She chuckled, breath soft against his skin as she slid a hand up, moving down to cup his balls and fondle them gently. "Really? Well, the sooner the better, then." She dipped her head down, kissing one of the fragile globes before licking it, then taking it in her mouth and carefully letting her tongue play over it.

"You did not seem fine by yourself. Not with those texts you sent to me." Which was something that obviously made him happy beyond words. But for now, he was going for teasing her a little.

Her hands then found his sac, a part of him she had yet to touch, and the simple novelty of it had him gasping, his eyes fluttering shut again. Dropping his head back onto the mattress, his legs spread just so when she tipped her head lower, a low rumbling sound crawling up his throat when she wrapped her lips carefully around one of his balls. Clearly that felt very good, and if his reactions didn't show that, then the way his cock slowly filled with blood surely would.

"It's not my fault you've... bewitched me with your dwarvish ways. I'm clearly under a dwarf sex spell." Said with a laugh because really? Really?

She was careful as she worked him in her mouth, widening it to slowly take in the second ball, jaw extended to let her roll them around gently in her mouth, tongue stroking over them, her hand moving to circle the base of him, squeezing lightly there in repetitive pulses.

He laughed too, although a little breathlessly, unable to answer her words when her mouth got busier in the most wonderful of ways. Talking, that could wait now, and he enjoyed her ministrations instead, letting out a sharper gasp as she took in both his balls into her mouth, pleasure rising at the feel of her tongue softly playing with them. He had never quite experienced that sort of attention to that part of him, and so it surprised him some, or a lot actually, just how good it felt.

His fingers combed through her hair slowly, distractedly, curling just slightly near the nape of her neck. As his cock continued to grow harder and bigger again in her hand, he fought back the urge to roll his hips, his other hand tightly fisting the sheets.

The fuller his cock got, the more she enjoyed herself, still sucking and licking at his sac before she tested a theory. Jaw widening just a little to make for better acoustics, so to speak, she started to purr, a deep, rumbling one that vibrated up into her mouth, adding a small hum as she did as well. Let's see if that was something dwarves liked as well.

Dwarves liked that, yes, and very much so - or at least this one did. He sucked in a breath, his spine coiling and his back arching, shoulders rolling back and pressing onto the mattress, the muscles of his stomach dipping and tensing as the spark of pleasure coursed through him. He didn't move his hips still, though, not while she had such a sensitive part of him in her mouth, though he whined a little, the hand that clung to the sheets letting go and moving lower, touching the hand wrapped around his cock and urging her to move it.

How could she deny him anything he wanted? He was beautiful like that and when she heard the whine, a part of her slid closer to the surface, eyes green again in a flash, the purr rumbling deeper. His hand on hers had her following suit to give him what he sought, sliding it up along his shaft, grip firm but the pace slow. And through it, she watched him because god damn, aroused dwarves were hot.

He sighed in relief as she started stroking him, the pace slow but he didn't mind that, not when her fingers were wrapped so tight and presently around him. The touch only added more to his arousal, his erection getting harder with each slide of her hand along his length. His heels shifted where they pressed onto the mattress, his legs bent, and he sighed, his voice barely above a murmur. "Ah, Riley... Please."

She finally let him slide free of her mouth, kissing up around the base of his shaft, then leaving little pecks and licks up to the tip of it, tonguing the slit as she grinned up at him. "Please what, my tasty bundle of sexy?"

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