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[ she hums happily into those kisses, returning his little sounds with sounds of her own, her tongue licking the taste of honey and pineapple out of his mouth. honey and pineapple and her. ] Love you. [ totally spoken against his mouth, but she has to say it, she has to. her brain's a skipping record right now and that's all she can think about - I love you, I love you, I love you ]

L've oo.

[Hey, look, almost English. He's kissing her back, though, body able to do that much, hand lifting to brush her hair back and just kiss her senseless. He loves the way her mouth fits with his and how their tongues do that windy slidy thing.]

[ aw. she's a little bit endeared by his almost-english, and definitely into continuing to kiss him, too. only- ] Hey, um. Not to harsh the afterglow, but- key, please? [ she's still kissing him, though, so it's obvious he can take his time with that. ]

[Oh, right. Key. He started to move over her, rolling to the side and reaching down instinctively to make sure the condom came with him--

Oh. Shit.]

Uh...

[He looked over at her, hand holding his very naked dick as he lay on his side, looking down her body to between her legs.]

We didn't...

I know.

[ she's blushing, a little bit, once he moves off of her, because man he is literally covered in gold and there's no pattern or anything to it, just- smudged gold paint all down his front. but also yeah, his tone and that look and the direction of his gaze, that's what makes her really blush. ]

But it's okay, isn't it? I mean, it's a- it's kind of wow, but it's not anything to worry about. Right?

I-- I don't think so? I mean, they've said that we can't get pregnant... I mean, that travelers can't, which would be you, because I-- uh... yeah. I just, ah, wasn't meaning to...

[He looked over at the tin of honey still on the bedside table, half gone.]

That stuff is really, really potent.

[And then he saw her hand still cuffed to the bed and sat up to reach down for the tangled ball of his jeans and underwear near his feet, trying to find where his pocket was so he could get the key out.]

It'll be fine. The clinic told me the same thing, I just wasn't sure if- Yeah. I mean, it's. None of this was really planned, so. It was really fun, at least?

[ she laughs, and it's laced with all nerves, but not really the bad kind. maybe he's just making her nervous, by being nervous. she can't tell. but she is trying to ignore it, shake it off. ]

Yeah, um. Oops. It must have measured itself out in like, teaspoons, or something, and we both definitely had more than a teaspoon. [ she sighs ] I'm still feeling it a little, I think. But in a- wanting to snuggle you aggressively now, instead of feeling like I need you to get on me or I'll die. So, that's interesting.

Oh, um, yeah, it was totally fun. Definitely repeatable fun.

[He's rummaging for the key, getting it finally and moving to unlock her, still tangled up but wanting to make sure she was free now because... well, because.]

I will totally take aggressive snuggles. Come here, sugar lips, and come give Stiles some more aggressively sweet kisses.

[ Rachel's sitting up as soon as she's unlocked, her hand moving to rub over her wrist a bit because ouch, uh. ow. it doesn't look bruised yet, but it feels like it. which is her own fault for not making the cuffs more comfortable, but still. she's a bit pouty as she scoots in closer to him, still leaning in to give him a kiss. that does turn out to be pretty sweet, eventually letting go of her wrist so she can reach up and brush her fingers along his jaw ]

[He sees her rubbing her wrist, grabbing under where the red marks were after she kisses him and bringing it up to look at.]

Shit, I'm sorry, Rach. I didn't mean to hurt you.

[He actually looked upset about it, moving to lay light kisses over each reddened ring or dry looking scrape, kissing all over her wrist in an attempt to make it all better.]

You didn't. [ she sounds a little surprised, but then, maybe she shouldn't be. Stiles is always so careful with her, if you don't count the biting which they both do, and they both like, so they've never really considered it "rough", so maybe she shouldn't be shocked that he's not pleased with how the cuff marked up her wrist. still, it makes her breath catch, his mouth moving over her wrist, and it's not just because he's coming close to those red marks. ] I-I-uh, uhm. [ what? ] Must have cuffed it too tight, that's all. [ she rushes through all that, then promptly bites into her lip because why does that feel so good ]

I should have unlocked you first.

[Small little presses of his lips were being run over the marks, paired with licks to soothe the scrapes. He probably shouldn't be getting aroused again from just kissing the slim wrist, but he looked up at her as he licked over a mark.]

I should make it up to you.

St-iles.

[ it should hurt, maybe, at least sting a little, but it doesn't. it makes her toes curl and her breath catch, makes her eyes go a little dark as she leans in closer. her free hand moves to the side of his neck, fingers rubbing at the back of his neck, just- holding on, because she's trying so hard not to move his hand or steal his lips for a kiss, because- ]

You already are. I think that's- [ aah, his tongue moves over her skin again and her eyes slide shut, the pads of her fingers pressing a little harder on his neck ] -like my back, my- when you. [ she exhales quietly, opens her eyes ] It's a spot. [ sweet spot ]

Yeah?

[He sounded way more happy about that than he should be. Another sweet spot. Awesome. Looking up at her, he let his teeth drag over her purposefully, making sure he saw as he did it before he licked the small bone of her wrist, then sucked it lightly.]

Yeah. [ she whimpers when he adds his teeth, quietly, her wrist turning a little bit, but not out of his grip. her voice is quiet ] Easy, easy. Stingy. We can try that again when I'm not suffering from self-inflicted cuff bites. [ she grins, even as her eyes start to droop shut again, every bit of her relaxing and tensing all at the same time. ] You've still got gold all over your mouth. [ she does too, and she knows it, which is probably why she sounds so amused, despite still sounding so damn aroused, too. the gold paint is everywhere, dry now but still shimmery, even her sheets ]

You've got gold paint everywhere.

[But he pressed a light kiss to her wrist before lowering it, tugging her in a bit closer because there were other things he wanted to kiss. Like her mouth.]

You left me alone for hours and hours with a bucket of paint, what did you expect?

[ she's pulling him in to meet her halfway on that kiss as soon as her wrist is out of the way, favoring his top lip between hers in a somewhat sloppy, lazy kind of kiss. she drags her fingers up into his hair, gripping in it just to hold on. ]

You totally started it by sexting me at work. Unfair, Rach. How am I supposed to deal with that, huh?

[He's talking through the kiss, mouth moving to cover hers, tongue coming out to lick at the dried paint and tasting the sweetness there.]

Well by kissing me silly now that we're together again, that's the obvious answer here. [ kissing her and licking her mouth clean, that's definitely two very good options. she keeps her lips still for a second, just so she can feel his tongue move over them a little more deliberately, only to chase the taste y flicking her tongue against his. ] Though you told me I would get a spanking if I kept texting you like that. Which I did, if you recall, it was very naughty.

[He grinned at that, biting at her lip and sucking it into his mouth, nipping it before letting it slide free.]

I did say that, didn't I? And you were pretty damn naughty...

[He looked her over before grabbing at her arm and trying to pull her to lay over his lap.]

[ she laughs when he starts pulling her arm, excitement and nerves flaring up all at once because maybe she wasn't expecting him to actually follow through with this, but maybe she really doesn't mind that he is. like, at all. but she still puts up a little resistance, for the sake of the game, before settling across his lap. well, settled in a vague sense, because she's actually a bit squirmy ]

Maybe we should think of another punishment. You know, if you're not into this whole spanking thing.

[ still just playing along, but that's probably obvious because she's not exactly trying to move away, finger gripping in the sheets as her back arches a little bit. though she'd blame that on the fact that she's trying to peek at him from over her shoulder ]

[She was laid out over his lap, butt smeared with gold streaks, stripes of it along her sides and over her back as well and he just enjoyed the view for a moment. Then he saw her looking back at him and lifted a hand, waving it at her.]

Or maybe someone's trying to worm out of their totally legit punishment.

[The hand came down, but it was a tentative slap, more of a pat, really. Didn't even make a sound. But he patted at her butt, sort of liking the whole naked in bed thing along with their faux punishment.]

I'm not worming anywhere.

[ but she sees that hand, being all handy, and her toes are maybe kind of curling up because she's expecting him to just go for it, but. instead. he's just kind of resting his hand there. which is fine? she thinks it's fine. also a little confusing. ]

-- Is that- what we're going with here?

N--o?

[As much as he wanted to do this, and he could see she did as well, he was balking at the idea of possibly hurting her. Like, actually hurting. Even if it was in fun, he would still hurt her and he'd already done that with the handcuffs.

But she was giving him that look like 'you pussy', so he lifted his hand and brought it back down a little harder. Her butt jiggled and he found he kind of liked that.]

[ her face drops forward with a gasp after that second smack, and it's a weird kind of pleasurepain she's pretty sure she's never felt before. it's not the same as biting, because biting's an obvious thing, it's teeth and mouths and hotwet pressure, but for some reason she's not even concerned with the soft slap-sting of his hand, she's pretty much zeroing in on everything else about the situation. that Stiles, her sweet loverboy, is actually going through with this. gods, that's so, so hot. ]

There we go. [ she rocks her hips a little bit, smiling against her arm ] Try a little harder for me.

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