[she shifts the pillows so she can rest her head on them instead of metal, but otherwise she really just weighted blankets him under these covers. her tail stays wrapped around his leg, a bit possessive.]
I feel very good about both of those things. [she says, between kisses. she slides her hand up his chest, and then further up so she can twirl his hair around in her fingers.] Tie me up whenever you want, soldier, if you can wrangle me.
[challenging, as usual! a little yawn, as she becomes boneless from the touch.]
Little less straightforward than the ropes, but I would love to fuck you in the future, if you think you'd be into that.
[ she can be as possessive over him as she likes. she has nothing to worry about, of course, but if she wants to enforce that understanding on him and everyone around them, he would be the last person to refuse it. (he has yet to ask her about this, but given that she hasn't stopped him marking the hell out of her neck, she likely has no problem with it either.)
challenging, as usual. he gives a light huff of a laugh, and leans into her hand, but as soon as she mentions that last little desire, another thrill runs up his body, quick as lightning.
an idle thought that he has to toss away for now: he needs his own human self back, and god, he wants it soon. he'd wanted to wait until after their final week here, when he might not need to keep his metal body to fight some newborn god, but the temptation is there. it weighs heavy on him every time he and karlach are this close, bare and in bed, fucking or holding each other or ruminating over their future.
he smiles, exhaling deeply, gathering her hair over her shoulder before smoothing his hand behind her neck. ]
You think I wouldn't? [ he kisses her cheek. ] Watchin' you there between my legs, makin' a mess of me? Let's just see if you can wear me out.
[there's something very satisfying, very fulfilling about him marking her up - she doesn't want to be owned, obviously, and she knows neither of them do, but knowing that she has a claim makes her feel good. to have something just to her, after ten years of not having anything at all that she could call her own. it's worth a conversation, honestly.
but - she gets her own matching thrill that races through her at his response, and she turns her head up to look at him properly. he'll see the heat in her expression, the want, there. if she hadn't just finished jumping his bones she'd be on him again.
instead, she sighs out a sound that's almost wistful, leaning up to steal a kiss.]
Gods be damned, I'm going to fuck you good. [speaking of canon lines] Just you wait, soldier. The second I can, I'm going to edge you 'til you beg.
[keeps twirling his hair in her fingers, lazily smirking up at him.]
[ he'll have that conversation any time at all. (he will also fuck any time at all. if she wants to jump his bones again, he would be the first to drag her back to him if she wasn't already on top of him.)
he cranes his neck and doesn't let her separate their mouths, taking kisses from the bottom and edges of her lips even as she speaks. he runs a hand into her hair, fingers spreading over the back of her scalp, and slowly tightens his grip.
when she's done speaking, he can't help it. he draws her in to a long string of just kisses, lips opening and closing, tongues brushing between their mouths. ]
You are the- [ another heavy kiss ] -hottest woman. You think you can get ole tough-as-nails Boothill beggin' for ya'? Then I'm gonna throw back your favorite phrase: I'd like to see you try.
[a shuddery little sigh escapes her when his fingers tighten in her hair - all the kisses have her shifting in his lap again, straddling him properly instead of sprawling out on him. her hand comes out to grab his free one, pinning it to the bed.]
I know so. [she murmurs, voice low and warm, a touch husky.] And you would. I'd have you on your knees so fast you'd be dizzy.
[a laugh, and then - well, she was sleepy, but what he said riles her up so bad that she does not even hesitate in going for a round two, reaching down to work him back up to hardness so she can ride him stupid for the second time in an hour, if he doesn't protest. she is Insatiable]
[ as if he hadn't already been asking for this. he's just as insatiable; he'd have never come onto her that first week otherwise. now that he has her within reach, he only ever wants more.
he lets her pin his hand and meets her with a half-lidded smile. her voice prickles the back of his neck. his chest feels hot, and all of the blue blood in his body searches downward, pulse leaping as soon as her perfect, warm hand finds his cock again.
he sighs, kisses her, shifts his hips as she works him to fullness. his body is thrumming. more of her. more of all of this. he grins wider. ]
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I feel very good about both of those things. [she says, between kisses. she slides her hand up his chest, and then further up so she can twirl his hair around in her fingers.] Tie me up whenever you want, soldier, if you can wrangle me.
[challenging, as usual! a little yawn, as she becomes boneless from the touch.]
Little less straightforward than the ropes, but I would love to fuck you in the future, if you think you'd be into that.
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challenging, as usual. he gives a light huff of a laugh, and leans into her hand, but as soon as she mentions that last little desire, another thrill runs up his body, quick as lightning.
an idle thought that he has to toss away for now: he needs his own human self back, and god, he wants it soon. he'd wanted to wait until after their final week here, when he might not need to keep his metal body to fight some newborn god, but the temptation is there. it weighs heavy on him every time he and karlach are this close, bare and in bed, fucking or holding each other or ruminating over their future.
he smiles, exhaling deeply, gathering her hair over her shoulder before smoothing his hand behind her neck. ]
You think I wouldn't? [ he kisses her cheek. ] Watchin' you there between my legs, makin' a mess of me? Let's just see if you can wear me out.
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but - she gets her own matching thrill that races through her at his response, and she turns her head up to look at him properly. he'll see the heat in her expression, the want, there. if she hadn't just finished jumping his bones she'd be on him again.
instead, she sighs out a sound that's almost wistful, leaning up to steal a kiss.]
Gods be damned, I'm going to fuck you good. [speaking of canon lines] Just you wait, soldier. The second I can, I'm going to edge you 'til you beg.
[keeps twirling his hair in her fingers, lazily smirking up at him.]
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he cranes his neck and doesn't let her separate their mouths, taking kisses from the bottom and edges of her lips even as she speaks. he runs a hand into her hair, fingers spreading over the back of her scalp, and slowly tightens his grip.
when she's done speaking, he can't help it. he draws her in to a long string of just kisses, lips opening and closing, tongues brushing between their mouths. ]
You are the- [ another heavy kiss ] -hottest woman. You think you can get ole tough-as-nails Boothill beggin' for ya'? Then I'm gonna throw back your favorite phrase: I'd like to see you try.
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I know so. [she murmurs, voice low and warm, a touch husky.] And you would. I'd have you on your knees so fast you'd be dizzy.
[a laugh, and then - well, she was sleepy, but what he said riles her up so bad that she does not even hesitate in going for a round two, reaching down to work him back up to hardness so she can ride him stupid for the second time in an hour, if he doesn't protest. she is Insatiable]
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he lets her pin his hand and meets her with a half-lidded smile. her voice prickles the back of his neck. his chest feels hot, and all of the blue blood in his body searches downward, pulse leaping as soon as her perfect, warm hand finds his cock again.
he sighs, kisses her, shifts his hips as she works him to fullness. his body is thrumming. more of her. more of all of this. he grins wider. ]
Yeah? I'm gonna have to see it to believe it.
[ he brushes lis lips against her ear. ]