IC Continuations

[maidmalapert]

[for out-of-comm threads with Jill!]

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[maidmalapert]

[yes. good.]

[debossy]

[he is not going to be the one to stop you know.]

[maidmalapert]

[this could go on for awhile, then]

[debossy]

[it's practice. practice makes perfect. he's a quick study, too . . . but at least he's not being (too) untoward about anything.]

[maidmalapert]

[she wouldn't like him so much if he weren't a gentleman anyway.

now that she's figured out that feelings exist, though, she's dropped all hesitancy and is learning how this kissing thing works with some enthusiasm]

[debossy]

[it's increasingly impossible to be hesitant under those circumstances, so yes, enthusiastic making out is the way to go. it's also really difficult to stay quiet once it reaches a certain point--moaning shortly into her mouth, his fingers tangling in her hair]

[maidmalapert]

[breaks the kiss, gasping a little, resting her forehead against his, arms draped loosely around his neck]

[debossy]

Ah--

[yyyyes catching his breath, looking away, flustered again that he did that--but not moving away]

[maidmalapert]

This is -- all right -- isn't it?

[debossy]

[quickly] Yes! --Yes. Entirely . . . all right.

[maidmalapert]

Good.

[this time I will be the one to initiate the kissing! hah!]

[debossy]

[this is the best possible way to spend the rest of this game

at some point, breaking the kiss to try kissing lightly at her neck, daring (and slightly awkward)]

[maidmalapert]

[making a breathless little noise of surprise, but not pulling away... tilting her head to give him better access, trying to find his hand with hers]

[debossy]

[squeezing her hand when she finds his, sighing--against her throat--and not sure what else to do here, but touching it with his lips and little flashes of his tongue is nice and seems like a good plan for now]

[maidmalapert]

[shivers and laughs, twining their fingers together, her other hand drawing aimless little patterns and spirals over his shoulders and the back of his neck]

[debossy]

[he is trying very hard to be serious about this, but that tickles a little, so laughing suddenly, to his own surprise] Ah--!

[maidmalapert]

[giggling]

Oops.

[debossy]

I--I'm slightly ticklish . . .

[an understatement]

[maidmalapert]

Are you?

[tickles his side on purpose]

[debossy]

Y--!

[yelps helplessly and squirms in his chair, why didn't he expect that!]

[maidmalapert]

[laughs and relents and kisses his forehead and both cheeks]

[debossy]

[catching his breath, glaring at her! very seriously! it's very angry and not at all embarrassed and kind of pleased despite himself, really!]

[maidmalapert]

Don't be mad for keeps.

[doesn't sound particularly worried -- nuzzles him a little]

[debossy]

It's somewhat embarrassing . . .

[murmuring it, though, without heat, and putting his arms around her]

[maidmalapert]

[snuggling closer]

Lucky nobody's watching, then.