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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"You are, so formal,"

Her fingers move quickly on the buttons before slipping her shirt off. Today her bra is rather simple, cotton with a faint pattern of flowers on it.

"Don't be silly-- this is casual!" Frederick laughs. He never really thought about how strange his clothing might seem to someone who's so obviously from a different time.

Meanwhile, he's rather fascinated by the simplicity of her own undergarments. It's incredibly flattering, he thinks, not to mention convenient. Or, at least, he imagines it will be-- he's undone far more complicated things before.

He pulls his own shirt off quickly behind his back, then wraps his arms tightly around her to give her an almost desperate kiss, revelling in the feeling of her bare skin against his arms.

She moans at the kiss and one hand ends up in his hair and the other reaching for skin under his shirt.

He doesn't move to pull it off right away, instead kissing her breathlessly for a least another minute. But then he exhales, almost like a sigh, and pulls away just long enough to take it off over his head. Then he's pressed against her again, hands running up and down the length of her back.

After a few more minutes of this, his fingers wander up to the clasp of her bra, investigating how one might unfasten it before he actually attempts to do so.

As soon as his shirt's off, she tugs him back down towards her with the hand that's twisted in his hair.

The other hand wanders down his back and lower to squeeze his lovely butt.

She giggles and moans at his hand near her back and says, "Its quite simple."

"Mm, yes," he says, pulling back from kissing her temple. "It's just these hook-and-eyes, isn't it? Though I don't mean to be in a rush." He chuckles, bringing both hands up to unfasten her bra in one smooth motion. He steps back as he removes it, so he can see and appreciate the full effect of her figure.

He lets out a blissful sigh, pulling her into his embrace again. "My dear girl, you are truly exquisite," he breathes, actually shivering at the feeling of her naked skin against his.

"I don't mind, not when you make sounds like that,"

She kisses him as he pulls her in, her skin heating up as she's closer to him.

Then she shifts to kiss down his neck and whispers into his skin,

"At this rate, you'll have to carry me to bed."

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He buries his fingers in her hair, tipping his chin up slightly and sighing happily, enjoying the feeling of her kisses. His heart starts beating even faster, as her lips make their way below the chain around his neck.

He lets out a low chuckle at her comment. "Would you like me to, m'dear? I'm not sure how we'll make it all the way over there otherwise," he says. It's only a few feet, but still. He can't imagine letting go of her at this point.

The necklace is kissed as he finds one of his nipples and kisses it,

"Mm, yes. I just want to explore you."

Frederick shudders a bit, and grins.

"Very well then," he purrs. She'll probably feel herself being lifted off her feet a bit before he even gets his arm under her knees. Certain powers are convenient for making this sort of thing look effortless; Frederick's muscles are toned but he's still of a rather slight build.

He cradles her close as he makes his way over to the bed, then sets her gently on the mattress. He climbs on top of her and lets his lips find hers again, as if that short walk was almost too long to be without her taste.

When the air lifts her up, she beams at him and tightens her grip.

As he lays her down, she kisses him back hungrily, her hands wandering over his body as she arches into him.

His hands are doing the same; one reaches up to cup her breast, softly teasing her nipple with his thumb. She can probably feel him smiling against her mouth.

He pulls back eventually, slipping one arm under the arch of her back and moving downward to plant kisses across her shoulders, collarbone, and chest. He pauses only once, to swing the pendant of his necklace back behind his head, so it's no longer grazing against her skin.

She moans at the touch and moves under him as she grasps his hair and skin.

When he moves the pendant she laughs, a breathy sound,

"It was cold and unexpected."

"It does tend to get in the way of these things," Frederick murmurs, between kisses. His thigh is situated rather firmly between her legs at this point.

One might ask why he doesn't just take the darn thing off, but... well.

Since she can, she hooks one leg around him to keep him close as she tries to get her hand under the back of his pants,

"That wasn't a complaint, you're warm, its cold."

(Darn those things for being high-waisted! At least he's not wearing a belt?)

Frederick chuckles almost darkly at that. His hand makes it way down to her thigh, and he pulls her leg up a bit farther around his body.

"And you, m'dear, are even warmer, I believe," he purrs, right into her ear. He kisses the edge of it, nibbling a little.

She has nimble fingers but his pants are being unhelpful and she groans at the purr,

"Oh yes."

Frederick continues to kiss behind her ear, chuckling slightly.

Just to be unfair, he reaches down to start undoing the fastenings on her pants before she can get to his. He seems to have better access to hers at the moment, and it isn't long before he's able to slide them a few inches down her hips.

Which makes her arch toward him, her underwear is fairly simple just cotton though the pattern doesn't match her bra.

She gasps at the feel of his hands on her skin, wanting more and trying to figure out how to get his off.

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.

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