( there's a hint in the fact it resembles cthulhu... concerning the underworld... it fits. )
you'd be surprised how patient i can be, cutie
( it's not something she displays in... a majority of her life, granted. but sex? oh yes, she's got patience in spades. )
i like it too. but i'd like touching you more. that silky skin underneath, and the little notch underneath your hipbones? i'm not going to sacrifice touching and tasting that for a bit of tulle.
and honestly i'd wear or not wear whatever you want me to if it eventually leads to getting to eat you out for a while. i can't stop thinking about you holding me down while you sit on my face.
i think that's what i'm craving the most getting someone off with just my mouth.
a worthy sacrifice. though fingering you with that pretty pink between us doesn't sound too bad, either.
( Carmilla is, frankly, more used to giving than receiving. she has a terrible tendency to go for girls that are still in the experimentation stage. and an even worse tendency to not stick around anywhere long enough for them to graduate to the next stage of their gay journey.
on the rare occasion she comes across a hot girl that already realizes she's into girls, she's always pleasantly surprised. )
i think that can be arranged. your hands gripping my thighs as i ride your face is a lovely mental image. i imagine the stockings still on, what do you think?
i'd love it if the stockings stayed on. and i really really love the idea of you riding my face like that while you fuck me with your fingers. or not. i could wait.
shit i'm so turned on it's actually a little embarrassing just the thought of you grinding down so i can lick as deep as you need me to is really doing it for me right now.
could be fun, right? your fingers messing with the elastic as you suck on my clit? and maybe you'd snap them. that shit is hot, i suggest you do. i have to do something with my fingers, why not put them inside of you? feeling you hot and bothered as you eat me out just makes it better, blondie.
thinking about it is nice, sure. actually making it happen would be better.
[ this is gwen sending her an address. or a location, a landmark, who knows. something that'll get her to the building where she and poe set up their place. ]
i'll try to quit touching myself until you get here. but i don't make any promises
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you'd be surprised how patient i can be, cutie
( it's not something she displays in... a majority of her life, granted. but sex? oh yes, she's got patience in spades. )
i like it too. but i'd like touching you more. that silky skin underneath, and the little notch underneath your hipbones? i'm not going to sacrifice touching and tasting that for a bit of tulle.
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that's totally fair.
bye, skirt.
and honestly i'd wear or not wear whatever you want me to if it eventually leads to getting to eat you out for a while.
i can't stop thinking about you holding me down while you sit on my face.
i think that's what i'm craving the most
getting someone off with just my mouth.
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( Carmilla is, frankly, more used to giving than receiving. she has a terrible tendency to go for girls that are still in the experimentation stage. and an even worse tendency to not stick around anywhere long enough for them to graduate to the next stage of their gay journey.
on the rare occasion she comes across a hot girl that already realizes she's into girls, she's always pleasantly surprised. )
i think that can be arranged.
your hands gripping my thighs as i ride your face is a lovely mental image. i imagine the stockings still on, what do you think?
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and i really
really love the idea of you riding my face like that while you fuck me with your fingers.
or not.
i could wait.
shit i'm so turned on it's actually a little embarrassing
just the thought of you grinding down so i can lick as deep as you need me to is really doing it for me right now.
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and maybe you'd snap them. that shit is hot, i suggest you do.
i have to do something with my fingers, why not put them inside of you? feeling you hot and bothered as you eat me out just makes it better, blondie.
thinking about it is nice, sure. actually making it happen would be better.
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unless you told me to.
yeah?
you should totally come over to mine.
i'm still in bed
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okay, deal. tell me where and i'll be there.
aaah sorry for the wait - want me to write up a starter for this? :D
i'll try to quit touching myself until you get here.
but i don't make any promises
ye ye ye!!!
patience isn't really my usual deal, but in this instance, i promise it'd be worth it. i'll be there soon
( she could be there practically instantly, but after impressing the need for patience, of course she's going to leave Gwen to squirm a little bit. )