knightofmercury | Frederick and Tiwa (Outside a Bar-shaped place)

Frederick and Tiwa (Outside a Bar-shaped place)

Frederick is out in the forest tonight, lying in a clearing by the lake, looking up at the stars. He traces patterns of constellations in the air with one hand, his other arm placed casually under his head and his legs crossed above him. He hums softly as he does so, a wayward tune that seems to vascillate between songs he's only vaguely familiar with, and nonsensical melodies he's made up on the spot.

The calm, dark water of the lake nearby reflects the glittering specks of light in the clear night sky, creating the illusion of space both above and below.

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Frederick's going to keep teasing her.

He'll leave her underwear there for now, but he shifts upright to a kneeling position to start sliding her pants down her legs. He runs his fingers across her skin more than he needs to for the task, and even leans down to kiss the inside of one of her thighs.

He's very unfair and she clutches at what of him she can reach while she gasps and moans,

"You're not being fair."

"I'm not?" he lilts innocently, finally able to pull her pants completely off of her. He runs his hands all the way up her legs for good measure, before returning to her lips for a brief but deep kiss.

He smiles at her and pauses, waiting to see what she'll do.

She pulls him tight for the kiss before getting some leverage and turning them over so she can start undoing his pants while she kisses his chest,

"No, you're not."

Frederick was kind of hoping she'd do that.

He tangles his fingers in her hair, closing his eyes and leaning back into the pillows, gasping slightly at the feeling of her lips against his chest. He bends one of his legs, rubbing it against her body.

She gently bites one of his nipples while pulling his pants down, its a rather tricky bit of balance but she's cheating slightly.

Frederick moans when she does that-- it's the first noise he's made that's sounded completely involuntary. He shifts against her uncomfortably.

Things are getting... well, heated.

That moan was nice and Tiwa stops to fully investigate his nipple with her mouth.

He moans again. His heart is pounding, and his breathing is becoming rather labored.

But oh, is he enjoying this. His fingers tighten in her hair, keeping her close for as long as she's willing to stay there.

In time she moves to his other nipple with a parting light bite and wiggles against him, gasping as she feels him pressing against her.

The friction isn't helping matters. Or it is, depending on how you look at it.

He grins at the thought and the pleasant sound of her gasping, all the while gasping a bit himself and shifting against her as she does the same.

Tiwa happens to think it sort of is and ends up biting his nipple rather harder than she meant to thanks to one wonderful bit of friction.

Frederick lets out a sharp little moan at that. His hands shudder as he slides them down to her shoulders, digging his fingers into her skin slightly.

She looks up at him, hungrily kissing up his body and pressing herself to him before kissing him deeply.

He pulls her close, sighing almost as if with relief-- he can reach her much better now. He slowly slides his hands down to the small of her back, tightening one arm around her there and slipping the fingers of his other hand underneath the elastic of her underwear.

He makes a little "mm" noise against her lips at what he finds there, and squeezes slightly.

His touch makes her groan and she moves against him, gasping as she moves to nip his ear.

Frederick turns his head to let her, arching his neck a bit and stretching his legs, shivering at the sensation.

He tugs at her underwear, pulling it just a little ways down her hip.

"I'm going to need you to take these off pretty soon, my gorgeous little bird," he murmurs to her, breathlessly.

It takes her a moment to have the breath to talk again,

"Long as you do too."

Frederick lets out a few breaths like laughter. "Naturally, m'dear," he tells her, managing a bit more solidity in tone. He sits up slightly, intending to resolve the problem.

When he sits up, she moves her hands down his body to help him get his underwear off and pulls hers so that she can straddle him.

The feel of him so close makes it hard to be patient and as soon as she can, she kisses him again, pushing him back onto the bed.

He smiles at that, moaning and holding her close. He enjoys her kiss, doing his best to keep his breaths deep, drawing out this feeling as long as he can. His fingers slide up and down her thigh, grazing his fingernails lightly against her skin.

She catches her breath as his fingers move on her skin and twist her hands in his hair as she kisses him.

Frederick sighs against her-- whimpering, almost-- pulling on her hips and thighs with both hands, trying to bring her closer around him. Between her gasps and her kisses and her fingers in his hair... he isn't sure how much longer he can hold on like this.

She gasps and groans, stopping the kiss to rest her head on his shoulder and whisper,

"Yes, now."

He rests his cheek against her hair. It's always at this point that he finds himself a bit speechless, in that he wouldn't know the words to say, even if he had adequate breath to say them.

He continues to pull on her thigh with one hand, sliding the other one slowly over the front of her hips to her pelvis. He may need some help adjusting.

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