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[ to be fair, it is a little easier than normal to relax even as he kisses down her stomach and looks at her from between her thighs, mostly because sex did actually tire her out a little bit. she's still riding that buzz, so to speak. so when she looks at him, it's with complete adoration, no nerves there, even as every nerve on her body seems to spark and jump once he starts touching her ]

Hey, whatever I can do to help, I'll- do it. You can count on me.

[ sounds, she can make sounds. she can make great sounds. there is a very quiet sort of embarrassed hum when she realizes she's still wet, or is wet again, already. just those light touches make it known to her, more than his thigh between her legs before ]

[He can smell that smell that is very quickly being associated with sex, that 'Rachel's naughty bits' smell that will likely always get him instantly hard from now until the day he dies. He dips his head down to nose at her, feeling the curls against his nose as he kisses a little lower, then a little lower still until he's letting his tongue slide between her lips, that taste on his tongue as his hands grip at her a little harder.]

[ one day she won't whimper at that first lick, that first bit of contact, but today isn't that day. she's not sore, but it does actually feel ridiculously good, the soft pressure of his tongue against her. her hips slowly tilt up, stomach tight, trying to give him more room without moving too much. but, oh, yeah, her hand is definitely moving to cover his on her thigh, just for something to hold onto ]

[He hopes that day is a long away off, because he likes that little sound. He loves the fact that he can get her to make that sound, all by himself. His tongue dips in lower, tasting the way she's slick and wet down by her entrance, licking up to where her clit is nestled away, circling around it again before he seals his lips around her and sucks a little.]

Stiles.

[ all pleasant shock and sheepishness, even though she has no right to feel any of those things, not really. maybe it's the fact that she's thinking about how not too long ago he was fucking her and now his tongue is down there and it's a little bit dirty, even though he was wearing a condom and all that. it's just the principle of the thing. but she moans his name when his mouth finds her clit because that's awesome, she's pretty sure it's going to always be awesome forever. it's different than just the press of fingers ( even though the friction of fingers is a little rougher, which is pretty great, yeah ), it's hot wet heat surrounding the most sensitive part of her all at once and Stiles is really

really

great at it ]

[He hums, drawing it out as he looks up at her, bringing his hand up to let a finger stroke along her lips under his mouth. His tongue flicked over her as he kept her between his lips, his finger sort of... testing whether or not she was okay with him maybe sliding one in there.

The barrier had been breached and now he wanted to keep exploring.]

[ she moans again with that hum, the way she could feel it, holy Hera. lo and behold, Rachel has just discovered the beauty of vibration. but anyway, she notices his fingers pretty clearly, where they are, even with the consistent pressure of his lips, and it takes her a second to realize that oh, yeah, guess that's not really off limits anymore. ]

Try it.

[ she's not sure how a finger is going to comepare to, well, sex, but yeah, hey, try it try it definitely try it. she sounds way too eager for her own good ]

[She better not like the finger more, but he grins quickly as he slips his finger inside, slow and careful, just in case. He sucks her clit, lips letting go of the seal so his tongue can lick broadly over it, first in long, slow strokes, then in quicker little circles.

There's that slick feeling around his finger, his cock sort of... jealous for a minute as it's suddenly warm and wet and... mm.]

[ she can feel his finger, of course she can, but it's seriously nothing compared to what she felt before sliding down onto his cock. she'll mentally scold herself later for not realizing to ask for this before they actually had sex, but for now she's just focusing on how his finger is only making her think of ( ahem ) bigger and better things, which was the point, right? motivation? her leg moves so her thigh is draped over his shoulder, knee bent so most of her weight is in the press of her heel against the middle of his back. it's a little crazy how relaxed she feels, probably, considering he's also managing to wind her up like crazy at the same time. but this is- he's just- she really- ]

Okay, that- that's definitely- a tease.

[ pretty much fully motivated here. but. maybe she's also feeling a little greedy. just a little longer. until- ]

Come up here.

[If Rachel could be proud of one thing, it was that she boosted Stiles' confidence to unknown levels. When she reacted to him like that, when she made those sounds and squirmed against him and he could feel more of that wetness against his finger, along with her inner walls tightening around it, yeah, he was feeling pretty damn pleased with himself and his abilities. Stiles Stilinski; damn good at oral. Thank you, thank you, he'll be here all week.

But he looks up when she tries to get him to come up, grinning and shaking his head, tongue shaking with it as he spared enough time to reply with:]

Not done.

[Then he was back to licking at her, finger pressing a little further inside and cock raging in jealousy.]

[ oh. okay.

for a second it looks like she might protest, a half-hearted but getting lost somewhere between her brain and her mouth. all that comes out is a select curse word in Greek, followed by this series of little moans, one that, after a short while, stretches out into something a little needier. and yeah, now there's no hope for his hair not getting tugged a little bit, fingers sliding through it and gripping absently where it's longest at the crown of his head. ]

[Things Stiles likes: Having his hair pulled while eating out his girlfriend. Who knew? He wasn't all gung-ho about pain, but this wasn't pain. This was... well, whatever it was, it felt good. He drew his finger out, hesitating for a moment before he added a second and let them both slip up inside her as he flicked his tongue over her clit again, licking around it and pressing in with his mouth, adding pressure to the lapping.]

[ it's getting to the point where every exhale is a little moan, her body shifting around despite how hard she's trying not to move, not to change anything about how this feels. but it's impossible not to want to move with him, especially once he adds another finger, and she's pretty sure it's making her seem downright desperate, but it feels really, really good ]

Close, close, close- [ there's that familiar ( familiar? yeah, it's starting to be ) tightness low in her belly, almost all at once, before it releases, and the force of it makes her curse, makes her curl up tight before she forces herself to press back into the mattress again. all the while still holding onto his hair. now too tight, but maybe a little tighter than before, yeah. ]

[There was this feeling of outright smug pride when she flexed like that, body curling away from him for a moment. Hah. Ha, ha, ha. Look what he did. He'd made her come. Again. Because that was just what he did now. Made his girlfriend have multiple orgasms.

Oh yeah. He was so smooth.

Smooth and still totally hard and trying not to grind into the bed, but hey, that could be dealt with later. Right now, he was propping himself up on his elbows and giving her a look like he'd just won the gold medal in cunnilingus.]

[ Rachel's just trying to come back down to earth, give her a little bit. she's panting, jaw dropped open and her eyes squeezed shut and her stomach muscles are still jumping a bit even after the fact. okay, so, coming twice within a short period of time is pretty crazy. that's a thing that just happened. it takes her a while to actually think to look down at him again, and it ends up just making her laugh, bright with too much energy considering she can't even move much beyond tapping at his shoulder and sliding the tips of her fingers down his arm a little bit. his mouth is slick and she feels wildly embarrassed over it, though that's probably just because she finds it more sexy than embarrassing ]

I would compliment you on your -- tongue work if I could figure out how to use my brain again. Maybe later.

[ she huffs another breath and tips her head back onto the pillow again, staring up at the ceiling with a bright smile ]

Gods.

Compliment away. A guy likes to know that he's doing something right. Especially down there.

[Though, to be fair, if you paid attention to things, it was surprisingly easy to find out what did what and where was the best place to nestle in and get cozy at. All a guy needed was a basic understanding of the female anatomy and a little elbow grease. Or, jaw grease. Whatever.

He tried to subtly wipe his face on his arm a little before crawling back up over her body, looking down at his satisfied pile of Rachel.]

Thhyueah- Yeah. I don't think I even need any basis of comparison to confidently say that you're absolutely doing it right. So right. Could not be more right.

[ she feels him moving over her and her hands are everywhere they can reach, sliding up his shoulders then down his back a bit, leg sliding along his body and keeping him from going too far. she makes a quiet sort of groan when she feels him brush the inside of her thigh ]

And the fact that you're turned on by all of this is pretty incredibly hot. [ that's hot, that's hot. she feels like that's all she's been saying today. but oh well. it's true. it's actually pretty great to just openly admit to the things she finds hot about Stiles. which turns out to be a million things, who knew ( everybody. everybody knew. ) ] --Oh, I guess I should mention that you've convinced me into round two, I'm not sure if that was clear or not. [ griiiin ]

[He tried not to make a sound when his dick brushed against her thigh, but her skin was so soft and... god, that felt good. He sort of moved so he was lying over her, propped up on his arm and not quite where he needed to be for a second round.]

You sure? Because I think you just had your second round.

[Though, god, there was this urge just to move up and slide into her like that, right now, just... where he was supposed to be. But no, the condoms were up over her head (nice placement, Rachel, so far to move) and he'd be putting one of those on before anything else happened. Yes.]

Nah, that was just- after-play.

[ she grins, tries her best to give him a brow waggle, but it just ends up being one lift. and a smirk. she's sitting up a bit now, pretty much just so she can brush her nose against his, still smiling as she gives him a kiss. one she presses into, moves her hand to the side of his face as her tongue licks into his mouth. he tastes like her and it's a little dizzying, but she doesn't break the kiss for a good while. even then, her face stays right there, looking at him through her lashes ]

And now I want more. [ there's a pause, one she fills by licking her lips ] Maybe just like this? So I can feel you. [ not that she couldn't feel him before, with the condom on, but the fake lubrication and the coolness of it definitely wasn't Stiles. and it's kind of a big deal to ask, but not really, not if with the Native doctors told her was true ] Up to you. Maybe we could- just to start. To see what it feels like. [ she just really, really, really wants him right now, and it's likely making her feel a little bolder, but. ah well ]

[He's sort of smiling into the kiss, letting his tongue lick over hers and sharing that taste that he knew he'd be very, very fond of soon enough, breathing in those warm exhales when they slide past her lips. The question has him tensing, though. Not out of fear or anything negative, but from how badly he wanted to just... lift up and push in. Right now. The intensity of the sudden rush of arousal had him leaving a little wet spot on her blanket (sorrynotsorry), and he looked up at her, eyes dilating a little more than they had before.]

Uh.... are you... sure?

[Because far be it from him to talk her out of it. Being inside her had been... well, it had been fucking amazing, but there'd been that layer, that separation that hadn't quite made it feel right. The idea of just sinking into her, like this, with nothing on...

There was another twitch of his cock and another drop of precome to soak into the sheet.]

[ he might not be trying to talk her out of it, but she thinks for a second he might only be asking to give her a chance to back out and take back the idea, but she nods, slow, laying back again and trying to guide him to follow her. they're already practically there, she's just eager ]

Yes, please. I really want you to. [ she's grinning, but it's all distant, distracted by the curl of nerves and excitement in her gut over the idea ] Just don't, um. Finish. Maybe? If that'll make it seem a little less crazy. [ because she knows it sounds crazy. in the real world where she couldn't draw things to life, it would be crazy. but things are different here. but then there's another wicked grin, her legs moving up around his waist ] When you feel like you're about to come, turn us over. I'll finish you with my mouth. [ YEP definitely suffering from post-orgasm filthymouth right now. it's a rare condition, one that she'll surely be embarrassed over later. but now? not so much. ]

[He groans, head falling down to rest on her shoulder. The images she was putting in his head were dirty and filthy and he loved them. He lifted up a little, moving up to kiss her, body moving enough that when he shifted, his cock lifted and sort of... prodded at her. He wasn't trying to do anything, but the way their bodies were lined up, especially with her legs around him, it was just... almost there.]

You realize that it's not going to be long, right? Like... I'm pretty sure I'm halfway there.

[Probably more than that, and with the idea of not having to wear a condom... it just sort of sparked him closer to the ultimate happy time.]

It's okay. I know it's not about- getting off, but. You already took care of me. So let me take care of you.

[ her voice is a little quieter with that last part, less sexy can i and more genuine. she's slow to loop her arms around her neck, basically doing everything in her power to try and convince him to get comfy ]

But...

[But he wanted to make her come again. It was a stupid want and maybe he was pushing his luck, but it wasn't about trade for trade or orgasm for orgasm. He just liked making her feel good. He liked watching her face when she came, he liked hearing those little sighs and moans... he just liked turning her into a pool of happy.]

I want to get you off. Again. I can... try?

[God, trying not to come in her without a condom on for... yeah, whatever. Like he'd manage more than a few thrusts, but still... he wanted.]

[ she huffs a laugh, but it's not exactly at him ]

I'm not sure another one is in the cards for me anytime soon, that last one.. [ is making her feel all warm and jittery at the same time again ] But I mean. We'll see? I don't know. Still new at this, remember? [ like he's not. but she still gives him a cheeky grin ] Try not to think about it so much. It's going to be awesome no matter what.

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