abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[... Of course, she should probably know better by now.

After just a moment or so of that, she'll feel his teeth scrape along her skin - gentle, careful, not enough to pierce. But still leaving nice, red welts in their wake, almost a mockery of what he's done to her before.

Playful, but still tasting her as best he can. Loving, but still out of a desire to feel her flesh between his teeth.
Even lathing his tongue over them as he goes, leaving patches of cold to goosebump behind him, determined to leave as many marks across her skin as he can.]

I'd like to see what you - Louis...

[The gentle kisses are soft and sweet, but it's his teeth getting involved that makes her shudder. It's a shame that the marks won't last into the real world, but she wants him to be able to see his handiwork clearly.]

You can bite if you want to, I can take it-

- Your breasts? Something so soft...?
No.

[Said with a quiet, dark little chuckle in his voice, even shaking his head. And he moves a bit, stretching over her a little more and settling his forearms against the bedding, next.]

Not those, not something so delicate. But maybe...

- Here.

[That's all the warning she gets before he truly does sink his teeth into her - his mouth wrapped around her collarbone as he bites into it, the familiar taste of her blood flooding his mouth and pulling a groan from him.
He's quick to let go again, lapping at the wounds once or twice... before moving to do it a second time, higher up by her shoulder.]

Fuck-

[The pain heightens the pleasure, or maybe the other way around, or both. Evangeline squeezes her thighs around his leg, hands going up to tangle in his hair again.]

Like that, mark me, claim me, devour me-

[Both of his arms wrap around her, now, to hold her as close as he can; leaning in to sink his teeth into her shoulder, next, just for the sake of it.
Even leaving the wound to bleed, ignoring it to instead drag his tongue over the side of her neck... leaning up by her ear as he mutters -]

You don't truly want me to do that... do you? It may be a dream, but...

[Don't, Evangeline. For your sake, don't.]

[She has to actually think about that in silence for a few moments.]

...Maybe another time? I'll consider it.

...

[He moves, then, so he can cup her face and tilt her head for a kiss.
One that's soft and warm with a smile, just for her.]

You don't even have to do that if you don't wish to. I'm happy to spend time with you, regardless; you know that.
For now...

... Would you like to leave a few marks on me, instead?
This is a dream, after all; no need to worry about the toxins in my blood whatsoever. If you even wish to go that far in the first place.

[Evangeline would be lying if she said she wasn't relieved to hear that, at least a little.]

Oh, I'd love to! And I can make sure you don't heal right up.

[She also wants to see him marked up, it goes both ways.]

[And that relief is exactly why he said what he did! He'd rather she not think about it at all if she doesn't want to.

But he'll nod, then, and move to sit up once more - just so he can take off his bow and his turtleneck, depositing one on his nightstand (out of habit) and the other haphazardly to the floor.
And with that, he opens his arms for her, giving her a big, bright smile.]

Come, then - leave your marks upon me, as much as you please!
I'm all yours, Ol Siaion.

[Don't mind if she does!

She pushes him onto his back and begins to litter his neck and chest with marks. Sucking hickeys against his collarbone, leaving love bites on his neck, dotting his skin with marks until he's absolutely covered in them. No patch of skin should be left untouched.]

[Oh - somehow he wasn't expecting to receive that enthusiasm of hers in spades, but that's exactly what he gets!
At first, he's just chuckling a little over how excited she seems to be by the opportunity... but soon enough, every little hickey gets him to squirm, every little bite pulling either a hiss or a moan through his teeth -

By the time she's done, he's a panting little mess, looking up at her wide-eyed as he lays there and takes in just how much his skin stings.

...

It's a sensation that is, of course, getting a big, twitchy grin out of him. The kind where he's thinking things.
And then, batting his lashes up at her...]

... Have I ever told you how sensitive my thighs are?

No, but you should have.

[Hint taken, she slides further down, pulling his pants off him to start leaving hickeys on his inner thighs. They're excellent thighs, they deserve to be marked up.]

[And that's something he appreciates about her, honestly - she wastes no time to get to things, picking up his hints with ease!
Which means he's obviously doing his best not to wrap his thighs around her head while she's down there peppering them in bright, glowing-orange little marks, instead settling his hands in her hair and gripping a nice handful of it.]

Fuck, Evangeline - you... really aren't one who needs to be told twice, are you?

[Man. He's obviously already hard - it would be a miracle if he somehow wasn't - but still.
If he wasn't, he sure as hell would be, now.]

And hesitate to mark up your pretty thighs? Never.

[The gentlest of love bites. It’s times like this she’s glad her human teeth are blunt.]

[She may be glad for that, but honestly, he kind of wishes they weren't -
But it still gets a little groan from him, the hand in her hair gripping a little tighter before loosening its grip again.]

W-well... of course - it... would be foolish, turning down such an opportunity... wouldn't it?
But, ah... those aren't the only thing sensitive there, you know...

[Honestly? She could put her mouth on him anywhere and he'd be happy with it. He's not even sure what he's insinuating - blowing him, maybe?
Whatever! She gets artistic liberty, here.]

[Hopefully he’s not suggesting she use her teeth on his dick-]

That’s an excellent point you make. -Be sure to get a good look.

[And down she goes, wrapping her lips around his cock and bobbing eagerly. She wants to sear this image in his mind so he’ll remember it the next time she goes down on him.]

[GOD no, not even he's weird enough for dick biting--]

... I'll keep my eyes on you and you alone.

[There's already a thick hum of pleasure in his voice, saying as much - and even though he wants to lay back, let his head tilt backward into his pillows, enjoy it without any distractions...
He means what he says. Even letting go of her hair entirely, opting to settle his arms against the bedding and push up onto his elbows.
Just so he can watch her work.

And work, she does - his legs fall open for her, inviting her to go as hard or fast as she'd like, take every inch of him into her throat as she pleases. Already, he has to do his best to keep still for her...
He knows she wouldn't want him to, but how else is he meant to watch if he lets himself squirm?]

[It’s important that he sees her. That he sees the contented expression on her face as she takes him further and further in each motion, that he sees himself disappear into her mouth inch by inch. It’s absolutely vital that he sees how much she enjoys doing this to him. Pleasing him is a pleasure in itself for her, and it shows.

She’s grateful he’s willing to keep his eyes open to watch.]

[Honestly, getting to see how much she enjoys pleasuring him like this... who would he be if he didn't do everything he can just to be able to watch?
He wouldn't be Louis, that's for sure. His ego wouldn't be able to take not seeing the way her face shifts to one of joy and pleasure as he disappears past her lips, seeing just how much she's getting out of just taking his cock as she is.

Already his breath's taken on a shaky quality, and he shifts on his elbows a bit like he needs to get comfortable - but really, it's more that he's stopped himself from reaching out and grabbing her again, his hips shifting underneath her with every stroke of her tongue along him.
Half-moaning, half-muttering her name under his breath as he does, like he wants to say something to her but isn't sure what.

... But as he feels himself getting closer, something does eventually come to him.]

... Evangeline. When I... finish - will you allow me to do so...
On you?

[Something he'd never get to see outside of a dream, with just how fast it'd evaporate in the real world. Surely she'd want to indulge him like that, right?]

[She pops off him just long enough to answer.]

Please come on my face. I’d love that more than I can say.

[She dives back in, even more eager now if it were possible, moaning around him as she works him closer and closer to climax.]

Oh -

[She manages to take him by surprise with that, and sure enough, his hands are in her hair again like he needs something to hold onto lest he topple right off the bed -
But after a moment, despite the grip, he still does his best to pry one hand off of her, still trying to keep his eyes on her movements. Watching as she swallows him down over and over again, feeling like she's just trying to drive him insane now with the zeal she's going at this with.

It's honestly starting to get difficult. His head tilts back as he moans, and he has to make himself lift it again to look at her. His eyes squeeze tightly shut, and he has to make himself pry them back open again, half lidded doing their damndest to try closing again.
At this point, it's probably clear that, well -]

- God, I'm - I'm so close, Evangeline, just...!

[The thought's caught off with a heavy sound from somewhere in his chest; the kind that almost sounds like it would hurt the throat on its way out, warm and rough as it is.]

[She might be trying to drive him mad, but only in the best of ways.

At the warning, she pulls off him again, instead stroking him at that same eager pace. She makes sure to keep her face close to him so that he’ll be certain to make a mess of her.]

So good for me, Louis-

[Well, now that she's no longer got his mouth on him, he's gonna take that as permission to let his gaze go wherever!
Which is to say, he's immediately letting go of her to reach up and grab his bangs, head tilting back against the pillows as he whines for her outright, panting hard as she does her level best to get him up and over that edge -

- Something that really isn't going to take long at all, if the way he twists and squirms is any indication.
In fact, the only warning she gets otherwise is the way one of his legs seems to jerk, just the smallest little motion followed up by his back arching as he cums good and hard, just for her.
With everything landing right where she wants it to, of course.

He's left panting against the bedding, chest heaving as he takes a second to recover... and then he finally lifts his head again, eyes bleary as he does his best to look at her.
And all he can really think to say, after all of that, is -]

... You're so beautiful.

[In complete contrast to himself, who's a total mess. But hey - that's how she likes him, right?]

[There he goes. Mint green come paints her lips and cheek, with Evangeline grinning in pride and delight.]

Thank you, it’s a good look for me.

[She hums cheerfully. This was a fantastic idea.]

[It takes him a second, still catching his breath - but once he does, he moves to sit up, legs still spread on either side of her even as he bends them at the knee to bring them in a bit.
And he's just gonna reach out to cup her face, not to clean it or anything, but just... to move her head a little, let him get a good look at her like this.]

... I'm burning this into my memory, just so you know.
It's eidetic - I will remember this forever.

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