[Well, don't mind him bringing a hand right up to press her hand there against his chest-]
Mmm... can you blame me? To have someone as beautiful as you seated on my hips this whole time - It would be ridiculous if I somehow wasn't harder than titanium, at this point...!
Frankly, I might have to apologize in case I, hah... finish before you do - I-it's a very real worry, unfortunately...
Fuck - n-now you're just... trying to finish me off quickly, aren't you...??
[There's an obvious whine to his tone, whole body shifting as she continues - he's still trying valiantly to meet her hips with his own, but there comes a point where he has to just... Give up and take it. Lay back flat against the sofa, hand covering hers instead moving to grip it as he moans beneath her.
He can feel his body aching, not having taken the chance to turn off his sense of pain, but at this point he simply does not care. He'll take the aches if it means getting to finish inside of her like this, okay. It's worth it.]
[As much as he'd like to hold on longer, give her more to work with, maybe get her off as well - Honestly, the things he'd have to do to make it happen - turning off senses, chiefly - would immediately make this less enjoyable for him, so. Unfortunately, she'll be getting exactly what she's asking for!
Complete with his both his hands coming back to grip her hips, his own pushing up against hers as he lets out a loud, ragged sound from somewhere deep in his chest. Filling her with every bit of his magic that he has to give.
... Until he's finally spent and left to go limp against the sofa, his panting heavy as he blinks blearily up at the ceiling with exhaustion.]
I... Should have... turned off my senses first...
can't believe you don't have a sexual exhaustion icon
[She cuddles in and he's so quick to noodle his arms around her and tangle up his legs with hers - Though he's careful about the latter, considering how busy her hand is.
Not being minded at all, of course. If anything, it just makes him want to hold onto her even more.]
Do you think... there might be potions we could use for this? To help with my weakness...?
Ah... hmm. That does sound quite useful... I'll have to take a look at it. I would love to have a means to pleasure you completely without taking myself out for the rest of the day, after all.
[Can he nuzzle into her hair? He's gonna nuzzle into her hair. Maybe even press his lips against her ear while he's there, why not?]
[Hey, he certainly can't knock the idea of cuddling against the warm body of someone else while getting off - Even if he, uh, isn't exactly the warmest choice for it.
But hey - he knows another handy way to participate, considering his mouth's right up by her ear...]
Wouldn't that be wonderful, hm? Getting to pin you down and fuck into you like a little beast, knowing that even if I ache during it all, I needn't fear the pain afterward?
You'd like that, wouldn't you? Letting me rut into you with wild abandon...?
[Oh, the way he grins hearing her call out for him like that - just from muttering hot little nothings in her ear, no less...! But seeing the way she goes for her own hand - he's gonna go ahead and take her wrist so he can clean her up, smoothing his tongue over and between her fingers, nice and languid, before letting her free again.]
More than pleased with the idea. Frankly, I wouldn't be hurt at all if this is something we find a way to do often - I have always been a fan of the mid-afternoon nap.
Not in the slightest. Please, despite my weaknesses, you know I am a Grim Reaper... I am not easy to squish. I have weak muscles, not glass bones and paper skin.
[He's got humor in his tone, saying as much. And he's plenty happy to go ahead and wrap his arms around her properly so they can cuddle up close together.]
[ Ishkode shudders, heavily, before he gives a long exhale that bleeds into a deep, resonating churr. He looks down at her with hazy eyes and his lips quirk up on the side as he runs his fingers against her hair. ]
Mmm... man, you're so gorgeous like this...
[ He pulls his tail back, letting up the pressure on her head as he does, but at a slow pace so they can both feel every bump and ridge sliding free of her throat and mouth~ ]
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