abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[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!]

Thank - fuck, thank you, I try-

[She did say that, and she meant it! And she's as prepared as she can be for the pleasure that floods her body at his motions - which still leaves her moaning and shuddering, claws gripping his bedsheets.

She will absolutely tear through those by the end of the night. Sorry in advance.]

[Well, if he cares about his bedsheets, it doesn't seem to be something he's putting any energy into right at this current second -
All of his energy, all of his focus, all of it is going toward ramming his hips against hers as if he's going to die if he stops.
Already, his eyebrows are pinched and his mouth hangs open, even leaning forward more to settle his elbows against the bedding while he fucks her as hard as he can.

He's probably got more thoughts, of course, but he's... a little distracted, now. Too much to talk.
For obvious reasons.]

Louis, Louis, Louis -

[She can definitely fill the silence! Mostly with his name. She does her best to roll her hips into each motion to take him just that fraction deeper, audibly soaked around him.]

This was - such a good idea-

Mmmmh --

[A low, shuddering hum as his hips meet hers again and again; he can feel her exoskeleton press and poke against his skin with every single thrust, and while in some ways, it hurts... it's also, perhaps, the most pleasurable hurt he's ever felt.
Which is saying a lot for someone who doesn't usually get any pleasure at all from that kinda thing.]

Keep - nngh... keep - saying my name. I want to... hear your mandibles clicking...

[Normal things to say in bed normally, like a normal person.]

[It's a very Louis thing to say in bed, and she's thrilled to hear it. He wants her to talk? She'll talk.]

Fuck me, Louis, you feel so good, harder, I can take it, wreck me, Louis-

[Oh, she's taking to his request with gusto and he couldn't be any happier to hear it -
So much so, in fact, that he's actually going to pause for just a second... purely so he can sit up, wrap his arms under her knees, and actually fold her in half before he continues, getting her in a good and proper press as he tucks his face in against her neck.

Making sure each and every stroke inside of her is as deep as he can manage it.]

Keep going - keep talking, moan for me -
I want to hear you moan my name like that, itself, is pleasure...!

Louis Louis Louis-

[He doesn't really need to tell her, she's moaning plenty just from having him fuck her so hard and so deep. Her claws tear into the sheets and she won't notice until much later.]

So good, don't hold back, ravage me-

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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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