abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[Leeeeeaaaaning into those scritches. ... If she's hoping to fuck, the scritches may need to be paused.
But at the same time, he also seems pretty happy with this??
Why is he just a person-shaped cat.]

[Scritch scritch scritch...]

You're adorable. Did you want to do this the whole time and not fuck?

[Leaning... leaning... if he could purr, he'd be purring, no doubt.
He almost doesn't answer... almost. After a second, he cracks an eye open to look at her.
Smiling all big and wide and happy.]

... I still want to fuck.

Great, because I really want to fuck you.

[She stops scritching his horns so she can scoop him up with all four of her claws and carry him to his bed. He can now check 'being princess carried by a bug' off his bucket list.]

Oh --

[He sure can!! Even going to wrap his arms around her as best he can, all so he can tuck against her as much as possible.

...

And maybe he'll start tracing where two plates of her exoskeleton meet, too. Maybe.]

I'm all yours, then - you know you have me as much as you please, Ol Siaion.

[Oh, that feels nice. She hums a little before gently setting him down on the bed and climbing over top of him.

She goes in for a heated kiss, and her mandibles clasp around him carefully, holding him in place without digging into his skin.]

[She really does know exactly what he'd like, huh? Going right for a kiss, mandibles and all -
He returns it, of course, but as he does, his hands are already exploring; starting with those very mandibles, thumbs running gently and carefully over plates of chitin as he strokes them down to her cheeks, holding her face and massaging the soft, exoskeletal bend of her jaw...
Already moaning into the kiss, like just this - just having her mandibles holding him still - is the hottest thing he's ever experienced.

Why is he like this.]

[Because he's Louis and she adores him.

His moans are answered by pleased sighs as he touches her, exploring what her body now feels like. It's not as sensitive as skin, but it isn't like she can't feel it at all, and how much he's clearly enjoying it dose a lot for her. Her wings flutter in excitement.

Two of her claws push up the bottom hem of his shirt so that she can touch him more directly. She's careful with him - she knows any scratches would heal right up, but she still tries only to touch him with the blunt edge.]

[Her claws trail along the bottom of his shirt, and already he's letting go of her - arms coming up above his head to encourage her to explore as much of him as she pleases.

Sure, he knows she was probably enjoying his hands all over her like that, but look. He's getting a chance to have a giant mantis woman run her claws all over his body, okay.
He's gonna try and facilitate that as much as possible.
Sacrifices must be made sometimes.]

Mm, so accommodating. [A brief comment before she kisses him again.

Four claws come to roam over his chest, rubbing his nipples and stroking his stomach at the same time. He wants to be touched, she'll touch him plenty.]

[Already, just from this, he's moaning into that kiss - hot, heavy, squirming underneath her as if that'll get her claws to caress every single part of him faster.
It won't, obviously. But it's clear he's already enjoying this a lot more than he probably should, all things considered.

They just started, yet he's already hard as a rock... but he's also making no motions to try and fix that for himself, more than happy to lay back and let her do as she pleases to him.

...

Though, he does lift a leg to rub his thigh up between hers, just to try and get her as wet as he is hard.
It's kind of a sad attempt, but like, it's an attempt.]

[She appreciates the attempt, but it isn't like it would be the first time she's gotten wet mostly from getting someone else off. That said, she'll absolutely take a moment to grind against his thigh.

She brushes her claws against him through his pants.]

I could just cut you out of those...

- P-please. Please do -
Do it.

[Said, of course, immediately when she brings up the idea. He has no attachment to the pants he's in - if she's going to be a hot mantis woman and offer to cut through them, who is he to say no???
He even writhes a little underneath her, like he just can't stay still at the thought, ending up rubbing his leg against her again just thanks to the proximity.]

Well, since you asked so nicely!

[Carefully - especially carefully due to his writhing - she slices through the fabric with her claws without so much as nicking his skin. Leaving his pants shredded and him exposed, she rubs the blunt side of her claws against his cock.]

[Hey, to his credit, he does do his best to lay still when she actually goes about shearing through his pants like that -
He doesn't really want to risk losing his cock just because he's way too overeager for this? That would kinda suck, he thinks?
So he's a good boy, going still as she works...

... Only to squirm again when her claw strokes against him like that, something that actually manages to pull something of a whine out of him.]

Yesss... just like that - you really did capture the exoskeleton so perfectly...!

[...

Sorry that he's like this. But at least it's clear she's nailing it??]

Nothing but the best for you.

[If she's going to be a mantis, she's going to do it right!

She's slow and cautious as she rubs her claws against him.]

You're too cute right now, you know.

N-no, I - nngh...

[Another shift, trying his hardest not to let his hips jerk against her ~~which is a running theme with him, apparently~~, if only to make sure he doesn't catch anything on the sharp side of his claws.]

- I-I'm not... cute - I just... enjoy your h... handiwork.

[haha get it
handiwork
because she's
y'know
with her claws]

You're so cute. It makes all the practice more than worth it, seeing you like this.

[She rubs his chest with another set of claws as she continues to stroke him.]

I -
I am not...!

[It's. It's whiny. He's whining about being called cute.
She's managing to distract him from himself so well, he's wriggling and whining about being called cute. The most undignified he's ever been, all just because she's a mantis rubbing her claws all over him.
What a loser, frankly-

But hey, he seems like he's a happy loser, regardless, considering he's quick to arch up into her claws as best he can, face flushing a nice shade of glowing orange thanks to her deft little claws.]

Mmhmm, whatever you say.

[She knows the truth, which is that he's cute.]

But, you know, I have to be slow and careful touching you like this. Maybe it'd be more fun to fold me in half and really let loose.

[Oh, he lets out a big, heavy, heated huff at that suggestion, lifting his head a bit from where he'd tipped it against the bed to look at her with big, wide eyes.]

- M... may I? P-please?

[Are you sure you want this, Eva? He's basically vibrating with pent up energy, just from the fact that she's currently a giant bug.
She's tempting fate, here.]

[Without hesitation:] Absolutely.

[Joke's on you, she loves getting absolutely destroyed. Push her down and wreck her, please.]

[Well, if that's what she wants, that's what she's getting! Even going so far as to use a burst of his Grim Reaper strength, wrapping his arms around her to lift her up and flip both of them over entirely - teeth grit and eyes wide like this is the only thing he's ever wanted in his entire life.
Or maybe like he's an animal that's been starving, finally looking at a good meal.

Or... maybe like he's Louis, and she's a bug.

The first thing he does, of course, is pull off anything she's still wearing - something he's surprisingly careful about with how desperate he seems to be, not wanting to hurt her or the plates of her exoskeleton any if he can help it - but once that's done...
He takes a moment, here, to actually look at those plates. See for himself how far she's gone with her anatomy, as a mantis - trace the soft spots with his thumbs where those plates connect, letting out a shaky breath at the feeling of it.]

... You truly captured it all so beautifully.

[And it's with that thought that he lines himself up, leaning forward to grip the bedding as he presses a kiss to her chitin and pushes himself inside of her.]

Thank you, I worked hard - oh...

[It feels slightly different than usual - maybe because the dulled exoskeleton makes her soft spots more sensitive? Whatever it is, her breath hitches and her face turns... yellow?

Attention to detail: insect blood isn't red.]

[Oh, yeah, he absolutely spots that change, his horrible grin curving up even wider -]

- You...! You even went so far as to change the color of your blood...! It's - no, you!
You're beautiful!
Breathtaking, spectacular...!

[Which he is, of course, going to also show through his actions - one hand reaching down to grab at her thigh so he can hold her still, immediately going for a rhythm that's as fast as he pleases.
She did say he could let loose, after all, so he's going to!]

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1am and neighbors are yelling so u gettin a bunchhhhhh of smut

thank you neighbors???

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"man i don't think i have an icon for this tag-- WAIT YES I DO"

it's his hunger icon!

it sure is!!!

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