forum Romance one on one of some kind? (Closed)

Started April 08, 2019 by @gracehustle

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“Want me to take it off?” She asked against his lips, humming as he swept his tongue into her mouth. Her hands roamed over his sides and torso and she couldn’t help but press herself closer to him just barely.

In response, he lifted the shirt slightly, not wanting to break the kiss. She tasted even better than he had thought, and her hands on his body felt amazing. Her pressing herself closer didn't go unnoticed, and he felt his lips twitch up in a brief smirk.

She moved one of her hands from his body and tugged her shirt up as far as she could before moving it back to his chest, daringly swiping her tongue back into his mouth. Her heartbeat quickened as his hands brushed her bare sides and she shifted around a little so she was more comfortable against him.

Rhydar hummed in approval of her tongue in his mouth and ran his hands over her bare torso. One hand snaked up into her hair while the other slid to her back, running up and down her spine in a lazy manner.

Her head tipped into his hand as it snaked up into her hair, though she kept her lips and mouth to his. A shiver ran through her body when his hand ran along her spine and she in response let her hands wander over his torso more daringly, running along the waistband of his sweatpants though not going any further.

He shifted his hips beneath her again in response to her wandering hands. He tangled his fingers in her hair while his other hand continued to boldly travel over her body, his initial hesitation slowly but surely tapering away the longer they sat there kissing and touching.

She shivered again as he explored her body, though it was quite definitely a good shiver. One of her hands moved around to his lower back and traced his spine and sides while her other made another trip around his front and over his chest. Her tongue slipped into his mouth for another moment before she tried something else, tugging gently on his upper lip in experimentation.

He didn't react negatively to her small bit of experimentation, letting her do her thing while he mentally congratulated himself on getting that shiver from her. He felt his own small shiver from her exploring hands, but he paid it no mind. He let his hands slid over her stomach, then daringly brush just below her chest to see her reaction to it.

Jynna hummed when his hands brushed just below her chest and she felt another shiver rush down her spine. Her lips pressed back against his just as intense as before and she decided to keep exploring his body, a hand drifting down on top of his pants and thighs but she kept a respectable distance from anything.

And with that simple touch, some of Rhydar's hesitation snapped. He gripped her thighs and maneuvered them so that Jynna was on her back and he was hovering over her with his hands still on her thighs and his lips attacking her neck and collarbones, daringly dipping a tad lower occasionally.

Her eyes flicked open for a moment when he maneuvered around but they quickly shut when he attacked her neck with his lips. She tipped her head up instinctively and it was clear she was enjoying this, her hand on his thigh stayed where it was and she moved her other hand and tangled it in his hair.

He growled a strangled warning against her neck, his body pressing against hers. He felt hot all over, and he was steadily losing his need to remain a gentleman—it just wasn't in his nature. He forced himself to keep his hands where they were planted in the middle of her thighs, but he was dying to slide them higher up.

A shiver ran through her body as he started to let his composure, her lips parting barely and her head tipping back even further to let him have more access to her neck. Her hand in his hair continued messing up his already messy hair and her hand on his thigh ran up and down his leg an inch or two, still keeping away from anything in case he didn’t want her to get any more bold in her actions.

He took full advantage of the granted access to her neck, nibbling and kissing to keep his mind off of her hand. It worked for a little bit but didn't last long. He pressed a kiss to her sweet spot—his new favorite spot to kiss her—and murmured huskily, "Yes or no? It's up to you." He was perfectly willing to go all the way with Jynna. It just felt right with her, and he knew that despite his crumbling composure, he would back off whenever she didn't like something he did.

“Shit,” She muttered when he kissed her sweet spot, his husky voice making her blush, “Yes.” Her body went somewhat limp from the kiss but she kept her hand on his thigh and in his hair, willing to go all the way with him. He just felt perfect and right, and she loved it.

He kissed the same spot again, then nibbled at it, working her to her limp state before begrudgingly backing off of her. He bent his head and pressed a kiss to her stomach, not wanting to go away just yet, then forced himself away. "I'll be right back," he murmured, then got up to shut the blinds of the windows and lock the door. Couldn't be too safe when it came to privacy.

Jynna was definitely back in her limp state when he paid attention to her sweet spot, nodding as best she could when he went to go take care of whatever he was doing. One of her hands reached up and brushed over her sweet spot as she glanced at him, knowing a hickey was definitely forming as she propped herself up on a elbow. A small smile appeared on her face as she thought about how lucky she was to be with someone like him, someone who made her so flustered and happy and even turned on.

He came back to her, leaning over the bed behind her to cradle her face in his hands. He was smiling slightly as he kissed her forehead, brushing his fingers over her lips. "Back," he said sarcastically with his signature smirk, then pulled away to get on the bed and hover over her. He didn't do anything just yet, just let his eyes wander over her half-exposed body and drink in every little dip and curve and line and detail.

His smirk made her blush and her smile stayed on her lips for a moment. She watched him get back on the bed and hover over her again, studying his bare upper body, both because he was immensely attractive and because it kept her from noticing every little mark or flaw she was sure she had. Her eyes darted to his face and the corners of her mouth twitched up. She wasn’t sure exactly what he was doing, but whatever it was, she was going to let him do his thing and look him over in return.

He smiled warmly and dipped his head down to press a butterfly kiss to her stomach, hands settling on her hips. "Beautiful," he murmured against her skin, then proceeded to pepper her stomach with kisses. His lips dragged along her skin as he moved from one kiss to another, his smirk back in place as he glanced up at her face and met her eyes.

(Should we take this to the PMs?)
His lips on her skin felt amazing, and she couldn’t deny she loved the kisses and the shiver that rushed through her body with them. Her cheeks flushed at his smirk and she glanced at him, hands tangling into his hair once more as she just focused on his lips against her stomach.