( he shifts just enough out of her reach that she'd have to really move to touch him, though that's not a thought in her brain, not when he switches to her other nipple. the hunger in him gets his name on her lips, softer in how it's moaned out, and the quietness of it isn't so intentional but perhaps powerful in the room, floating still to his ears.
fingers press at him, a little arch of her back nudging her breast to him, a little firmness in her touch, in the nails that graze up over his scalp, not digging in but known.
rowena had never doubted for a minute that he'd be good, that it wouldn't just be sex that he'd excel at, each press and touch making her hungrier for him )
[ It is powerful in the room as Johnny's definitely encouraged by that soft call of his name. It sounds like music to his ears just hearing her moan his name out like that. No wonder, then, that Johnny continues to give her his best teasing, if not his best attention.
As his fingers dip lower to her lower belly, they lightly graze against her folds, careful not to put too much pressure on his touch, just feather light to make her crave for more.
Once he's finished with both her nipples, Johnny smirks and kisses down a path from her breasts down her lower belly to where his fingers grazed earlier. He blows a warm breath before sticking out his tongue to taste her. ]
( oh, it doesn't matter that it's light because immediately she craves more, moaning a little louder when his tongue touches her.
her hips gently lift, legs parting instinctively further to let him touch her easier. her hands slide from him with him further down her now, resting them flat against the bed, pressing against it.
his name falls from her tongue again, encouraging, almost verbally asking for more )
[ Rowena verbally encouraging him is enough for Johnny to feel emboldened to do more, as he dips his tongue even deeper into her, reaching places he has explored with his fingers but not his tongue.
While his gaze is locked at her face, it travels a bit and lands on her hip, noticing a scar there. Arching a brow in curiosity, Johnny stops for a moment, pulls away and thumbs on the scar for a bit before he leans in and kisses it tenderly with a small smile.
All this while looking directly at her, not wanting to miss any of her expressions. ]
( the sound of his name is in complaint, unhappy about his tongue pulling back even with the gentle kiss he presses to her hip. the little pause has her taking a deeper breath, reaching a hand down to him to cup his cheek )
Later.
( later that she'll tell him? later that she'll allow softness? or maybe just later because he started something that she'd really like him to go back to. even if she did tell him to explore every inch of her )
[ When Rowena tells Johnny later, he just nods, leaning a bit into that hand cupping his cheek. It's a tender gesture, sure, but Johnny's feeling tender right now as he maps her skin with his lips and tongue.
Which he'll resume doing once he kisses his way from her hip back to her wet folds. There's also a tenderness there which Johnny replaces with an eagerness as soon as he immediately dips down his tongue and forces his way in without any warning. Palpable hunger guides his actions as he reaches further inside Rowena, though even if he pushes deep inside her, it's a soft assault, his tongue gentle and careful. ]
( rowena's not certain that tender has ever described how someone has treated her sex, mostly by her own choosing, but the way that johnny touches her now, taking time with his mapping, how his tongue presses back into her... she finds that she has no complaints about it.
her hips rock against his tongue, her hand falling back to the bed, moans freely falling from her. this time when his name slides out it's more like a beg, craving more from him as her hips press back, hands curling to little fists )
[ Highly encouraged by the sounds she's making and the expressions he's receiving from her, Johnny doesn't relent in his gentle assault. His tongue continues to work its magic, sometimes digging in deeper, other times just content in licking her wet folds over and over again.
He does build a pace, though, once he settles into actually thrusting his tongue in and out of her in a regular motion. While one hand steadies himself, the other is busy twisting and teasing one of her nipples before sliding down to her sides, caressing her skin there.
As Johnny increases his pace, he never breaks eye contact with Rowena, intent in seeing her expression as she unravels before him. ]
( the gentle build between her legs grows as he presses at her, her head pressing back into the pillow, hips rocking a little more insistently with his increased pace.
her eyes fall closed, sounds building for her and he'll feel her tightening around him as he presses and licks further, building until her orgasm pushes through.
it's almost a sharper feeling for her, slowly built, intense as he laps at her, caresses her, and as his name falls from her as she comes it's genuine in her delight, almost a slip in saying his name where she'd purposely not earlier. but she feels incredible and maybe she'll claim he earned it )
[ When Johnny senses the telltale signs of her orgasm, he braces himself for it, intent in bringing her to the edge as he increases his pace and laps and licks with more fervor. It doesn't come as a surprise, then, that her release rushes from her with such intensity, relishing how his name sounds perfect slipping past her lips.
As he drinks and tastes her seed hungrily, he pulls away with a smile, licking his lips when a drop of her cum almost escapes. Johnny looks proud of himself, and why wouldn't he be? He definitely did earn that. ]
How's that?
[ And before he even gives her a chance to answer, he's already kissing her as if wanting more of Rowena. ]
( she hadn't planned on answering yet, letting the contented feeling of post-orgasm settle into her, heavier breaths, eyes still closed as she came down from it, looking far more relaxed than he's probably yet seen her. so the quick kiss surprises her, though she responds eagerly, drawing a hand up to his shoulder as she kisses him in return.
but then she pulls away, pressing a finger against his lips as she tilts her head away slightly, looking up at him, using the pause as a few seconds to plan her next move.
and he'll feel it as he sees it, the flash of purple in her eyes, a little pressure as if something's holding around his cock, but only for a few seconds )
I want you in me, but-- ( she pauses deliberately, replacing her finger with her lips again, a slower kiss before she whispers ) Nothing more. Get comfortable.
( a little cockwarming, restraint testing. and maybe some very intimate getting to know the other )
[ Johnny's appreciative of the way she returns the kiss but his eyes widen when he feels something's holding his cock when she presses her finger against his lips. He recognizes that flash of purple and he knows it's her magic doing this. Usually, he doesn't have any qualms when she uses her magic on him, but this sort of startles him. It's the first time she's used it on his cock and it feels foreign, but not totally unwelcome.
When Rowena returns for a slower kiss, Johnny's quick to reciprocate, especially after she tells him she wants him insider her, but when she continues her words, he blinks again. ]
Wait, what? What do you mean?
[ A little puzzled, he does get comfortable, laying down on the bed even with the magic around his cock. ]
( her magic releases as she sits up, drawing herself over to him. soft sounds fall from her as she brushed over his cock, still sensitive from her orgasm but she doesn’t waste time in taking him in, leaning down to kiss him.
it's a slow, passionate kiss, drawing them back together, letting him settle inside her. even when the kiss breaks does she stay close to him, light kisses along his jaw, at his shoulder before she pauses )
Tonight could be filled with sex... ( she could have him again here now, maybe again before kicking him out, but after watching him she'd gotten another idea ) Or we could... test intimacies.
( and whilst the intimacy she wanted with him was still very sex-fuelled, nothing romantic to it, it was all still new to both of them )
Finding your limits, things that you enjoy... all before you fuck me. ( she tips her head up so her words whisper by his ear ) So much can be done like this.
( because it had been important for her to sit on him rather than just restrain him from elsewhere in the room, wanting to feel him, and be more direct in how she teased him )
[ Johnny's surprised when she all but sits and sheathes himself inside her. It's a delightful surprise, though, and he tries to communicate that by returning that kiss she so generously gives him, even humming his approval once she presses delicate ones on his jaw and shoulder.
He listens to her as he shifts and makes sure he's deliciously parked inside her, firm and certain. It's such beautiful friction that he relishes while taking in everything she's telling him. ]
That can be good. You know me, I love to explore.
[ As an adrenaline junkie himself, Johnny's definitely not opposed to this. ]
( and she'd been very pleased by the attention that he'd given to her as he'd explored her body, smiling at the memory as she half sits up, capturing both of his hands. one of them she slides to her right thigh, letting his hand sit on the scar there, the other she leaves at her left hip, the scar that he'd kissed before. she slides her own hands up her body, brushing her hair back over her left shoulder so that he can see she scar that had been hidden there )
Do you still wish to know?
( she assumes that he does, he'd taken a caring interest before with his kisses, but she's letting him decide if now is the moment. because now would be acceptable to her-- he still gets to touch and explore, and explore with her story )
[ Johnny intently watches her, blue eyes holding every movement she makes with focus. He's been called immature plenty of times in his life, and while they're not wrong, he can also be caring if he wants to be. Considerate for the people he comes to care about. And for the time they've had here in Duplicity, Johnny has learned to care for Rowena and consider her a confidante. He wouldn't be signing with her otherwise.
So, when she slowly reveals to him her scars, one of which he did kiss earlier, Johnny's quiet, his thumbs caressing the scars she let him touch. There are three in total and with brows furrowed, and a softer voice he's not used to, he nods. ]
( she slowly draws herself up more, sitting up straighter, moaning softly at the brush of him in her. her hands rest flat against him, her head tipping down to look at him )
All three came for the same reason but at different times, the one on my leg first, then at my hip, then my shoulder.
( she runs her hands up his chest, pausing at his shoulders )
It's for a spell... a resurrection spell. Just in case.
( except multiple scars indicated something themselves. as she rubs her hands back down his chest she adds a light graze with her nails, just for a gentle sensation )
[ Johnny doesn't fully understand the scope of her magic, to be honest. So, when she says it's for a resurrection spell, he just blanks. He wants to ask about it, open his lips and run his loud mouth, but he decides against it. That'd ruin the moment, and while Johnny's used to doing this, he's going to relent for now.
He nods, gaze falling for a bit, his eyes traveling through the different scars, before returning to her face. Still sheathed inside her, he lets a little moan, just a soft one, when she sits up straighter. The heat surrounding his cock feels good. ]
I see. [ One hand travels to her shoulder to caress the scar with his thumb too. ] I'm sure they hurt, huh...? [ He's not good at comforting people, so he's just going to state the obvious. ]
Placing the seals? Aye, but I would take that moment and life over being dead.
( she looks down to the scar on her thigh, the first that she'd ever placed, the pain of that moment remembered for a few seconds. the two since she'd been able to stomach the pain of easier, had minimised the scar better from practice... though even as she brushes it off there's a hint of pause. none of the experience of placing the seals, dying or resurrecting was pleasant, and so much was full of pain.
she lifts a hand, resting it softly over his, letting his natural heat warm her for a moment, closing her eyes with a softer expression )
This one I placed... eight months ago. ( roughly. she's not counted exactly, that last resurrection had been hell )
[ Johnny listens to her with a soft expression, taking every word in and also taking them to heart. This is a vulnerable moment for her and he doesn't want to ruin it by running his mouth even if he has some questions about the whole resurrection thing. Dumb questions from an idiot.
So, he pipes up, letting her take the floor and spill her guts to him, let him know the things that happened which led her to now, to the woman she is. ]
Looks really painful... [ Is honestly all he can manage to say without intruding too much in the moment. Then a decent question: ] Eight months ago before you came here?
( she nods. it had been a few months after her resurrection before her body had been in a fit enough state for her to even place it, for her to get her strength back, her magic. never die, johnny. at least not by fire )
They're precautions. I don't truly intend on dying.
( staying dead, anyway. she had to die to place a new one.
she brushes her fingers over his chin, a soft gesture before letting her hand fall back to his chest, arcing a nail lightly over him as she moves a finger almost idly )
And I doubt here I'll have the same problem.
( lucifer wasn't here, she felt safer. and she did know how her true death would happen )
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fingers press at him, a little arch of her back nudging her breast to him, a little firmness in her touch, in the nails that graze up over his scalp, not digging in but known.
rowena had never doubted for a minute that he'd be good, that it wouldn't just be sex that he'd excel at, each press and touch making her hungrier for him )
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As his fingers dip lower to her lower belly, they lightly graze against her folds, careful not to put too much pressure on his touch, just feather light to make her crave for more.
Once he's finished with both her nipples, Johnny smirks and kisses down a path from her breasts down her lower belly to where his fingers grazed earlier. He blows a warm breath before sticking out his tongue to taste her. ]
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her hips gently lift, legs parting instinctively further to let him touch her easier. her hands slide from him with him further down her now, resting them flat against the bed, pressing against it.
his name falls from her tongue again, encouraging, almost verbally asking for more )
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While his gaze is locked at her face, it travels a bit and lands on her hip, noticing a scar there. Arching a brow in curiosity, Johnny stops for a moment, pulls away and thumbs on the scar for a bit before he leans in and kisses it tenderly with a small smile.
All this while looking directly at her, not wanting to miss any of her expressions. ]
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( the sound of his name is in complaint, unhappy about his tongue pulling back even with the gentle kiss he presses to her hip. the little pause has her taking a deeper breath, reaching a hand down to him to cup his cheek )
Later.
( later that she'll tell him? later that she'll allow softness? or maybe just later because he started something that she'd really like him to go back to. even if she did tell him to explore every inch of her )
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Which he'll resume doing once he kisses his way from her hip back to her wet folds. There's also a tenderness there which Johnny replaces with an eagerness as soon as he immediately dips down his tongue and forces his way in without any warning. Palpable hunger guides his actions as he reaches further inside Rowena, though even if he pushes deep inside her, it's a soft assault, his tongue gentle and careful. ]
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her hips rock against his tongue, her hand falling back to the bed, moans freely falling from her. this time when his name slides out it's more like a beg, craving more from him as her hips press back, hands curling to little fists )
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He does build a pace, though, once he settles into actually thrusting his tongue in and out of her in a regular motion. While one hand steadies himself, the other is busy twisting and teasing one of her nipples before sliding down to her sides, caressing her skin there.
As Johnny increases his pace, he never breaks eye contact with Rowena, intent in seeing her expression as she unravels before him. ]
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her eyes fall closed, sounds building for her and he'll feel her tightening around him as he presses and licks further, building until her orgasm pushes through.
it's almost a sharper feeling for her, slowly built, intense as he laps at her, caresses her, and as his name falls from her as she comes it's genuine in her delight, almost a slip in saying his name where she'd purposely not earlier. but she feels incredible and maybe she'll claim he earned it )
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As he drinks and tastes her seed hungrily, he pulls away with a smile, licking his lips when a drop of her cum almost escapes. Johnny looks proud of himself, and why wouldn't he be? He definitely did earn that. ]
How's that?
[ And before he even gives her a chance to answer, he's already kissing her as if wanting more of Rowena. ]
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but then she pulls away, pressing a finger against his lips as she tilts her head away slightly, looking up at him, using the pause as a few seconds to plan her next move.
and he'll feel it as he sees it, the flash of purple in her eyes, a little pressure as if something's holding around his cock, but only for a few seconds )
I want you in me, but-- ( she pauses deliberately, replacing her finger with her lips again, a slower kiss before she whispers ) Nothing more. Get comfortable.
( a little cockwarming, restraint testing. and maybe some very intimate getting to know the other )
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When Rowena returns for a slower kiss, Johnny's quick to reciprocate, especially after she tells him she wants him insider her, but when she continues her words, he blinks again. ]
Wait, what? What do you mean?
[ A little puzzled, he does get comfortable, laying down on the bed even with the magic around his cock. ]
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it's a slow, passionate kiss, drawing them back together, letting him settle inside her. even when the kiss breaks does she stay close to him, light kisses along his jaw, at his shoulder before she pauses )
Tonight could be filled with sex... ( she could have him again here now, maybe again before kicking him out, but after watching him she'd gotten another idea ) Or we could... test intimacies.
( and whilst the intimacy she wanted with him was still very sex-fuelled, nothing romantic to it, it was all still new to both of them )
Finding your limits, things that you enjoy... all before you fuck me. ( she tips her head up so her words whisper by his ear ) So much can be done like this.
( because it had been important for her to sit on him rather than just restrain him from elsewhere in the room, wanting to feel him, and be more direct in how she teased him )
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He listens to her as he shifts and makes sure he's deliciously parked inside her, firm and certain. It's such beautiful friction that he relishes while taking in everything she's telling him. ]
That can be good. You know me, I love to explore.
[ As an adrenaline junkie himself, Johnny's definitely not opposed to this. ]
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( and she'd been very pleased by the attention that he'd given to her as he'd explored her body, smiling at the memory as she half sits up, capturing both of his hands. one of them she slides to her right thigh, letting his hand sit on the scar there, the other she leaves at her left hip, the scar that he'd kissed before. she slides her own hands up her body, brushing her hair back over her left shoulder so that he can see she scar that had been hidden there )
Do you still wish to know?
( she assumes that he does, he'd taken a caring interest before with his kisses, but she's letting him decide if now is the moment. because now would be acceptable to her-- he still gets to touch and explore, and explore with her story )
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So, when she slowly reveals to him her scars, one of which he did kiss earlier, Johnny's quiet, his thumbs caressing the scars she let him touch. There are three in total and with brows furrowed, and a softer voice he's not used to, he nods. ]
Yeah, I do.
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All three came for the same reason but at different times, the one on my leg first, then at my hip, then my shoulder.
( she runs her hands up his chest, pausing at his shoulders )
It's for a spell... a resurrection spell. Just in case.
( except multiple scars indicated something themselves. as she rubs her hands back down his chest she adds a light graze with her nails, just for a gentle sensation )
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He nods, gaze falling for a bit, his eyes traveling through the different scars, before returning to her face. Still sheathed inside her, he lets a little moan, just a soft one, when she sits up straighter. The heat surrounding his cock feels good. ]
I see. [ One hand travels to her shoulder to caress the scar with his thumb too. ] I'm sure they hurt, huh...? [ He's not good at comforting people, so he's just going to state the obvious. ]
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( she looks down to the scar on her thigh, the first that she'd ever placed, the pain of that moment remembered for a few seconds. the two since she'd been able to stomach the pain of easier, had minimised the scar better from practice... though even as she brushes it off there's a hint of pause. none of the experience of placing the seals, dying or resurrecting was pleasant, and so much was full of pain.
she lifts a hand, resting it softly over his, letting his natural heat warm her for a moment, closing her eyes with a softer expression )
This one I placed... eight months ago. ( roughly. she's not counted exactly, that last resurrection had been hell )
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So, he pipes up, letting her take the floor and spill her guts to him, let him know the things that happened which led her to now, to the woman she is. ]
Looks really painful... [ Is honestly all he can manage to say without intruding too much in the moment. Then a decent question: ] Eight months ago before you came here?
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They're precautions. I don't truly intend on dying.
( staying dead, anyway. she had to die to place a new one.
she brushes her fingers over his chin, a soft gesture before letting her hand fall back to his chest, arcing a nail lightly over him as she moves a finger almost idly )
And I doubt here I'll have the same problem.
( lucifer wasn't here, she felt safer. and she did know how her true death would happen )