[ He just laughs and leaves her to it - but he does dry himself with another towel and then work on the rest of her body. Nice, smooth strokes with a fluffy towel to wick away the water and hopefully leave her refreshed. Look, he can pamper someone when he wants to! ]
[BUT SHE HASN'T EATEN YET... Well, this is fine. She'll just. Make sure to settle in a way that doesn't hurt. Which is a little difficult, but workable.]
[ He adds a bit of a sing-song and then turns into her bedroom. Without too much ceremony, he settles her down onto the covers and then follows her, his larger frame looming over her. He doesn't seem to be interested in taking "no" for an answer at this point.
But he's stupidly persistent like that, isn't he?
He doesn't ask. He leans in and down he presses a kiss against her lips. Something a bit cheeky and mischievous, but carrying with it a sense of genuine passion.
[A kiss... why did he have to kiss her? It's such a soft, romantic thing. Why a kiss? If he had started rutting against her maybe she wouldn't be so taken aback, but a kiss?
A moment of hesitation is followed by cautious reciprocation. She supposes that saliva is another 'bodily fluid' so technically there could be some mana there. No need to... waste what's offered. Tohsaka parts her lips as she tilts her head to better slot herself against him.]
[ Feeling her respond makes his heart flutter (as much as it cna when he's a Servant, anyway) and she can probably feel the way his lips spread in a bit of a smile as he deepens the kiss. A hand skims up her side, squeezing at a hip and then higher, his hand tracing lazy little circles against her ribs and then the underside of her breast.
It's light, teasing, and soft. He could just dive into this... but sometimes slowing down is alright. ]
[The softness is likely ideal for her wounds, but not for her heart! The intimacy without urgency or some kind of division eats away at her. Rin breaks the kiss to instead nip at his jaw. Little bites to relieve her frustration with him.]
[ That earns a little laugh from him and he noses in against her ear for a moment to leave a fluttering kiss - and then he rolls onto his side and pulls her against him, back to his chest, spooning her against his larger frame while he peppers little kisses - and the occasional bite - against the crook of her neck and shoulder. ]
But right now I'm trying to make sure you're nice and comfortable after your long day.
[ He's teasing a little, but there's genuine affection there as well - although perhaps that's a bit spoiled by the way his cock grinds between her legs and the way he lifts one leg to give himself a bit of room.
But he's not entirely wrong. She's not going to have to do a lot of work from this position. ]
[A-ah. To feel his heat grinding into her flesh is... exciting. She's sore and tired, but the way his eagerness sparks her desire fills Rin with a bit of energy. Honestly, it's a great distraction from the fact they almost died. In fact she welcomes it. She'd rather think of Cu's cock than their brush with mortality.]
Y-yeah... a little closer.
[Reaching between her legs Rin guides Cu's cock up to brush against her soft labia.]
[ Lancer murmurs against her ear, breath catching a little as he feels her hand slide down to guide him in. He nuzzles against her, breath warm, and then he rolls his hips forward and up, pressing between her slick lips and letting himself press home. He groans - something soft and stuttering - as he fills her. It's a slow, easy push. A gradual filling instead of something hard or fast or harsh.
But that's what they both need right now, isn't it? Something warm. Something gentle. ]
[Rin's breath catches in her throat when he sinks into her. Even though servants don't need to be warm, he feels like nothing but burning heat. Bright hot desire driving in so excruciatingly slow. It's consuming; it's lovely. She appreciates how soft he's being with her. Too much jostling might hurt. But for now... for now just being filled to the brim with the evidence of his want is enough.
She sighs his name.]
Y-you're pretty hard, aren't you? Got it up pretty quick...
[ His breath catches. Even moving slow, even taking his time, she's wet and warm and tight and he feels as if he might be able to simple fall apart with her. He hums softly, nuzzling in against the crook of neck and shoulder as he stretches them both out on their sides. And once he's situated he starts to rock his hips; it's a slow, steady motion. A grind and press more than rapid, heavy thrusting. It's slow, it's easy, it's... probably different from what she's used to from him.
But he wants to please her. His lovely little master, who he thinks he cares for in ways he can't put into words. Or won't, because neither of them want to have that conversation. Not yet. ]
[With his careful in and out motion Rin finds that she can slip her hand down to where they're connected. Soft fingers feel about herself until the pads gently circle around the sensitive hood of her clit. With each motion he'll feel her soft walls squeeze his girth despite the already tight fit.]
Hah... do I need to take care of your needs more often if you're this eager? Do I need to milk my Servant daily?
[ The words are murmured into her ear, his body still moving that slow, steady rhythm. It's a gradual build-up; a growing wave that will overwhelm them both given enough time. For now it's just steady - a burn and a heat, punctuated by little jolts as he drags deep and her walls clench tightly around him. He cranes his head a moment to admire her body and the way her fingers work against herself, a little shudder running through his frame. ]
You know how much I enjoy giving you a mess all over that pretty face...
[ Normally, they don't - can't - talk to each other like this. It's in moments like this - in a haze of want and lust and affection - where they can be a bit more honest about how much they really enjoy one another. ]
You're insatiable, aren't you? I bet a greedy lancer such as yourself would want a 'clean up blowjob'. As your Master I must be thorough, after all. Make sure your mind won't wander in battle.
[What a contrast that would be. Her prim and proper visage marked and soiled by his cum. Messed and dirtied while she dutifully polishes him with her tongue. She doesn't want to admit it, but that sort of thing excites her too. In fact he'll probably feel it with the way her slick channel grips his thick cock as if it doesn't wish him to pull out at all.]
A man need what he needs. Don't complain about it, since y-you're offering.
[ He laughs breathlessly and that trails into a groan - a combination of imagining what she'll look like on her knees, gazing up at him with that sharp gaze, her lips wet, spittle and cum staining her chin and face, her attention on cleaning him and pleasing him. Something they're both thinking about, apparently, because he feels the way she clenches around him on his next thrust and he has to dig his teeth into his lower lip. ]
Hah, you like the thought of that? Filthy woman... [ He taunts, motion pausing for just a moment as he tries to force his way back in through the tight grip of her cunt. ]
I can feel that, you know. So tight...
[ It's going to take a bit to actually reach his peak at this rate - but he's fine with that, especially since she can really find that spot deep inside of her and grind, applying pressure and heat and pleasure. ]
[Small, mewling whimpers fall from her open mouth between her panting for air. Her wounds sting as her muscles clench, but there's no risk of opening them like this. Especially as he leaks mana back into her. Tohsaka's eyes roll back into her head as she can practically feel his warmth fueling the healing of her tender flesh.]
S-so what? What if I want that? You... you don't make it taste bad and... I like hearing your voice.
[ That's a lovely, lovely sound. He groans quietly and buries his head into the crook of her neck as he feels her tighten again. The sound, the feel, the scent of her - it's intensely overwhelming, even for someone with his sort of stamina. ]
It's n-not what proper little ladies should be thinking of. Not with people like me...
[ His voice is a touch muffled - and he leaves a little love-bite against her skin. ]
But I'll reward you for it. Give you a jolt of my mana... fill you up. You want that?
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To tousle-dry his hair as a joke.]
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Aw, you do care.
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You're mine, after all. I have to take responsibility.
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Isn't that my line...?
[ Whatever. He stands again and scoops her up - towel and all. ]
Off to bed, then, hmm?
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Your line? How so? You're the Summon Servant.
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And you're the dignified little lady. Aren't I supposed to be the one taking responsibility...?
[ He's still carrying her (and those pajamas now), though. Out the door, down the hall, a grin on his face. ]
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I suppose either way doesn't matter at this point.
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[ He adds a bit of a sing-song and then turns into her bedroom. Without too much ceremony, he settles her down onto the covers and then follows her, his larger frame looming over her. He doesn't seem to be interested in taking "no" for an answer at this point.
But he's stupidly persistent like that, isn't he?
He doesn't ask. He leans in and down he presses a kiss against her lips. Something a bit cheeky and mischievous, but carrying with it a sense of genuine passion.
He really is a dog sometimes. ]
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A moment of hesitation is followed by cautious reciprocation. She supposes that saliva is another 'bodily fluid' so technically there could be some mana there. No need to... waste what's offered. Tohsaka parts her lips as she tilts her head to better slot herself against him.]
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It's light, teasing, and soft. He could just dive into this... but sometimes slowing down is alright. ]
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You... really like being behind me, don't you?
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[ He says, a bit crassly. ]
But right now I'm trying to make sure you're nice and comfortable after your long day.
[ He's teasing a little, but there's genuine affection there as well - although perhaps that's a bit spoiled by the way his cock grinds between her legs and the way he lifts one leg to give himself a bit of room.
But he's not entirely wrong. She's not going to have to do a lot of work from this position. ]
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Y-yeah... a little closer.
[Reaching between her legs Rin guides Cu's cock up to brush against her soft labia.]
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[ Lancer murmurs against her ear, breath catching a little as he feels her hand slide down to guide him in. He nuzzles against her, breath warm, and then he rolls his hips forward and up, pressing between her slick lips and letting himself press home. He groans - something soft and stuttering - as he fills her. It's a slow, easy push. A gradual filling instead of something hard or fast or harsh.
But that's what they both need right now, isn't it? Something warm. Something gentle. ]
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She sighs his name.]
Y-you're pretty hard, aren't you? Got it up pretty quick...
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[ His breath catches. Even moving slow, even taking his time, she's wet and warm and tight and he feels as if he might be able to simple fall apart with her. He hums softly, nuzzling in against the crook of neck and shoulder as he stretches them both out on their sides. And once he's situated he starts to rock his hips; it's a slow, steady motion. A grind and press more than rapid, heavy thrusting. It's slow, it's easy, it's... probably different from what she's used to from him.
But he wants to please her. His lovely little master, who he thinks he cares for in ways he can't put into words. Or won't, because neither of them want to have that conversation. Not yet. ]
I don't hear any complaints.
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Hah... do I need to take care of your needs more often if you're this eager? Do I need to milk my Servant daily?
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[ The words are murmured into her ear, his body still moving that slow, steady rhythm. It's a gradual build-up; a growing wave that will overwhelm them both given enough time. For now it's just steady - a burn and a heat, punctuated by little jolts as he drags deep and her walls clench tightly around him. He cranes his head a moment to admire her body and the way her fingers work against herself, a little shudder running through his frame. ]
You know how much I enjoy giving you a mess all over that pretty face...
[ Normally, they don't - can't - talk to each other like this. It's in moments like this - in a haze of want and lust and affection - where they can be a bit more honest about how much they really enjoy one another. ]
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[What a contrast that would be. Her prim and proper visage marked and soiled by his cum. Messed and dirtied while she dutifully polishes him with her tongue. She doesn't want to admit it, but that sort of thing excites her too. In fact he'll probably feel it with the way her slick channel grips his thick cock as if it doesn't wish him to pull out at all.]
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[ He laughs breathlessly and that trails into a groan - a combination of imagining what she'll look like on her knees, gazing up at him with that sharp gaze, her lips wet, spittle and cum staining her chin and face, her attention on cleaning him and pleasing him. Something they're both thinking about, apparently, because he feels the way she clenches around him on his next thrust and he has to dig his teeth into his lower lip. ]
Hah, you like the thought of that? Filthy woman... [ He taunts, motion pausing for just a moment as he tries to force his way back in through the tight grip of her cunt. ]
I can feel that, you know. So tight...
[ It's going to take a bit to actually reach his peak at this rate - but he's fine with that, especially since she can really find that spot deep inside of her and grind, applying pressure and heat and pleasure. ]
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S-so what? What if I want that? You... you don't make it taste bad and... I like hearing your voice.
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It's n-not what proper little ladies should be thinking of. Not with people like me...
[ His voice is a touch muffled - and he leaves a little love-bite against her skin. ]
But I'll reward you for it. Give you a jolt of my mana... fill you up. You want that?
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