( particularly now that she's murdered that traitorous familiar of hers.
lilith leads her further in, a slight puff of air making the flames in the fire burn a little brighter as she sits down on the couch )
Blissfully. ( she's also a little calmer than the other day. her heart still hurts but taking out her rage on stolas, having the question answered did help )
[She's more or less an open book; and more than that, of course, she's put her trust in the woman. Agnes came here for guidance, and she intends to see it through to the best of her ability. Having given her affirmation, she sits down primly.]
[She's never been, well, in the mood, one could say. It was a long time before she was in a space where she could feel safe and private enough for such endeavors and, unfortunately, by that time she was far too depressed.]
[It's not that Agnes means to sound disinterested. She's just never, well, been interested. But that's been more out of necessity than any real preference; when she was much younger, she had fantasies once. Innocent ones that never escalated very far. They were squashed easily enough once she realized how alone she'd always be. It hurt too much to dream.
She gets up to sit instead where Lilith indicates, running her hands down her skirt in a slight indication of anxiety.]
I must seem so foolish, having so little to offer.
I don't offer you this with a request for something in return.
( she could but it wouldn't be sexual in nature what she asked for. and truthfully agnes has already helped her in a way that she couldn't have predicted )
But there won't be anything more than what you're desire.
Then perhaps nothing more than what you're comfortable with and that you will know.
( any of it could perhaps feel too much already but it's why lilith promises to be slow and gentle with her, to gently ease her in. even if today is simply a little touching and nothing truly sexual )
If it reassures you there-- are ways that do not require me to touch you.
[Agnes' brow furrows in confusion at the prospect. She can't help but admit, she is a little curious. And if that really is possible, it does reassure her. It's just so hard to reconcile that there are people here who she doesn't have to worry about burning--at least not severely, or easily.]
( she gestures a hand out towards agnes but doesn't touch her )
May I?
( and if agnes agrees there'll be a gentle motion of her fingers as if she was moving them along something, something that agnes will feel on her arm. but there's no skin on skin contact, just the light phantom touch of her magic )
[Agnes nods her consent, and then startles gently as she watches Lilith touch her...without touching her. She looks at her arm, covered in layers as it is, but how it felt so...natural. So easy, she could almost cry. Something that she thought was impossible her whole life, and now, suddenly, it's simple. She idly presses her fingertips to her coat, blinking, and despite her apprehension, smiles slightly.]
( it's perhaps the first time someone's called her magic beautiful. or at least for a long time. there's a smile, her hand coming back down as the touch stops )
It can be something to start with. When you're ready-- ( she's not expecting her to jump to sex right now, not when she'd come for advice or had much to think about ) --we can see how it feels.
( oh, well-- lilith offers her hand to agnes as she stands, silently leading the woman towards her bedroom. she could do everything right where they were but comfort is her aim and her bed is far more comfortable.
she draws agnes to her once they're inside, a hand brushing her hair back as she presses a gentle kiss to her lips, unafraid of touching her because agnes hasn't hurt her yet.
all of her contact is light, lilith not deepening the kiss, just a soft brush of lips, gentle cupping of her cheek, easing her into it.
once they part there's a quick visual check that it's okay before she steps out of her heels, unzipping her own dress to divest of it to remain just in her underwear. there's no expectation for agnes to lose her own layers but if they're getting personal she wants them on even ground )
[There's an instant where, when Lilith's lips touch her own, she nearly draws back. But it's so soft and so fast that the reaction doesn't quite hit her until Lilith is undressing, and as she stands there, beautiful and exposed, Agnes, still fully dressed, has a hand covering her mouth.
Especially with Lilith out of her heels, Agnes stands there like a tower--but the wide-eyed expression she wears makes her look so small. Because Lilith is fine. She's not screaming in agony, burning up from the inside. And it was just a kiss. In the first display of impulse she's shown since they met, Agnes breaches the gap between them and sparks a second kiss.]
( it becomes easier when you've done it already. lilith was counting on her to learn her comforts as she goes and agnes is already doing wonderfully.
her hands come back to her, one gently resting at her hip, the other pushing through her hair, resting on the back of her head, guiding as she slowly deepens the kiss.
she keeps her hands on her when they part, her breathing becoming a little heavier from the kisses. lilith takes steps backwards until her legs hit the bed, hands sliding from her as she lowers herself to the bed, lounging across it propped up by her pillows, invitation clear )
[Agnes' mouth is so hot, hotter than any human's, but when Lilith doesn't come away scarred and scalded, she finds herself breathless, her heart pounding, her mouth left just slightly open. For a moment Agnes just watches the other woman make herself comfortable so gracefully, but then she slips out of her shoes.
And unties her coat, unwinds her scarf, pulls off her gloves. Layer after layer her bundles of protective fabric come off until she's left in only her underwear, as well, and she crawls over to join Lilith. For someone who's never shared a bed before, she looks damn good doing it. But, maybe it's just the way she moves. She has the countenance of a lion, even if she has the experience of a lamb.]
( she doesn't yet kiss her again, lazy fingers brushing her hair back from her face, trailing slowly down her arm as she looks along agnes, settling back on her face. because she's beautiful and for someone who has never been in this situation-- she's doing remarkably well, confidence of someone who's familiar with doing just this. and it's mildly arousing )
I could touch you, work you under my magic, bring you to orgasm.
( because if agnes is comfortable enough to get there then that's a guarantee. lilith will get her to come.
once her hand reaches agnes' she takes it, gentle hold )
Or-- I could help you find how you enjoy being touched, show you how to bring yourself that pleasure.
( direct her under her own touch. it would also help her for if she ever later reciprocated to certain others, a little more knowing on how to use her own hands. but that was a later step )
Whichever you don't choose now we can do another time.
( her offer wasn't just for today. any time this woman needed help with her quota or just needed to be fucked she only had to ask )
[It's a lot to take in. Every option something that's either never been a possibility for her before, or that had simply never crossed her mind. When Lilith takes her hand, Agnes laces their fingers without really thinking. Her brow furrows in insecurity--in not knowing what's best, or what's right, or what she particularly wants. Just knowing that now that she's here, now that she has this chance, finally, and maybe never again because nothing is ever, ever certain...there's the smallest fear at losing it.]
( she leans across to kiss her again, longer, slow kiss, ensuring never to break the contact of their hands.
somewhere during the kiss her other handle settles on the redhead's thigh, running her touch along to her knee and back up, slowly testing where she may enjoy being touched but most importantly getting her used to being touched )
[As they kiss this time, Agnes slowly loses the tension that seems to naturally exist in her limbs. Without the effects of any kind of creature or pendant encouraging her, she settles at her own pace, melting bit by bit into the curves of Lilith's body.
It's strange, the shiver that runs through her body. A spark of electricity that seems to spread through her nerves at these simple touches. Not feeling chilled, but feeling...feeling hotter, but different from just heat. It's perplexing, and it's so intoxicating.
A faint mewl rises from her throat and Agnes can't reconcile it with her own voice. Lilith smells so nice. She tastes so nice, too.]
( the sound earns a pleased hum from her, kiss breaking only for lilith to kiss at her jaw, a slow trail of kisses down the woman's throat.
she shifts how she's sat, a gentle parting of agnes' legs so that she can kneel between them, keeping her attention focused on kissing her neck, hand motion slowing on her thigh.
lilith hums again before descending her kisses, touch of lips moving down her chest before she kisses her breast, slow, open mouthed kiss over her nipple through her bra, nipping lightly with her teeth when she feels it harden )
[With her mouth free, Agnes' breaths come out in hot puffs, steam visibly pouring out from her parted lips. She doesn't notice when she starts to moan softly, the sounds desperate and full of a deeply locked away need she's never acknowledged. Eyes closing, her brow furrows and her head lulls back into her hair, but consumed as she's beginning to feel she still reaches her free hand to cradle Lilith against her, hand running through her hair and against her scalp. Her fingers shake just slightly.
When Lilith bites at her nipple she lets out a gasp, a mixture of shock and pleasure, feeling sensations blooming inside of her that she can't identify. Her whole body presses up instinctively, seeking out as much contact as it can, silently screaming for more.]
( with that permission from her body and agnes not saying anything different she nips again, firmer this time, sounding her own moan against her to push vibrations through her.
as she nips and kisses the hand on her leg slips behind her to undo her bra, guiding it free from her as she lifts her head.
lilith gives her a moment to get used to the new exposure before pressing a kiss to her other breast, this time swirling her tongue over the woman's nipple, a slow suck as her lips close around it )
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( particularly now that she's murdered that traitorous familiar of hers.
lilith leads her further in, a slight puff of air making the flames in the fire burn a little brighter as she sits down on the couch )
Blissfully. ( she's also a little calmer than the other day. her heart still hurts but taking out her rage on stolas, having the question answered did help )
I had a question for you, if I may?
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[She's more or less an open book; and more than that, of course, she's put her trust in the woman. Agnes came here for guidance, and she intends to see it through to the best of her ability. Having given her affirmation, she sits down primly.]
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( unique individuals but there were few like that )
I would assume then that you've not felt another's-- intimate touch. Have you felt your own?
( or has she abstained entirely? )
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I've never been so inclined.
[She's never been, well, in the mood, one could say. It was a long time before she was in a space where she could feel safe and private enough for such endeavors and, unfortunately, by that time she was far too depressed.]
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( she gestures casually to the seat beside her on the couch, wanting her to settle, perhaps relax some more )
You can discover what it is you enjoy as you-- engage in your endeavours. How you enjoy being touched, where is most effective. Even who.
( whether males or females are more to her taste, though lilith did find that women had a certain particular talent that males lacked )
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[It's not that Agnes means to sound disinterested. She's just never, well, been interested. But that's been more out of necessity than any real preference; when she was much younger, she had fantasies once. Innocent ones that never escalated very far. They were squashed easily enough once she realized how alone she'd always be. It hurt too much to dream.
She gets up to sit instead where Lilith indicates, running her hands down her skirt in a slight indication of anxiety.]
I must seem so foolish, having so little to offer.
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( she could but it wouldn't be sexual in nature what she asked for. and truthfully agnes has already helped her in a way that she couldn't have predicted )
But there won't be anything more than what you're desire.
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[She's not sure where to...start. Although she isn't shy, Agnes can't help feeling lost.]
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Then perhaps nothing more than what you're comfortable with and that you will know.
( any of it could perhaps feel too much already but it's why lilith promises to be slow and gentle with her, to gently ease her in. even if today is simply a little touching and nothing truly sexual )
If it reassures you there-- are ways that do not require me to touch you.
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What do you mean?
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( she gestures a hand out towards agnes but doesn't touch her )
May I?
( and if agnes agrees there'll be a gentle motion of her fingers as if she was moving them along something, something that agnes will feel on her arm. but there's no skin on skin contact, just the light phantom touch of her magic )
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Your magic...it's beautiful.
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It can be something to start with. When you're ready-- ( she's not expecting her to jump to sex right now, not when she'd come for advice or had much to think about ) --we can see how it feels.
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[As ready as she'll be, at least, she supposes. And in any case, it felt...nice. Just that touch. She wants more.]
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she draws agnes to her once they're inside, a hand brushing her hair back as she presses a gentle kiss to her lips, unafraid of touching her because agnes hasn't hurt her yet.
all of her contact is light, lilith not deepening the kiss, just a soft brush of lips, gentle cupping of her cheek, easing her into it.
once they part there's a quick visual check that it's okay before she steps out of her heels, unzipping her own dress to divest of it to remain just in her underwear. there's no expectation for agnes to lose her own layers but if they're getting personal she wants them on even ground )
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Especially with Lilith out of her heels, Agnes stands there like a tower--but the wide-eyed expression she wears makes her look so small. Because Lilith is fine. She's not screaming in agony, burning up from the inside. And it was just a kiss. In the first display of impulse she's shown since they met, Agnes breaches the gap between them and sparks a second kiss.]
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her hands come back to her, one gently resting at her hip, the other pushing through her hair, resting on the back of her head, guiding as she slowly deepens the kiss.
she keeps her hands on her when they part, her breathing becoming a little heavier from the kisses. lilith takes steps backwards until her legs hit the bed, hands sliding from her as she lowers herself to the bed, lounging across it propped up by her pillows, invitation clear )
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And unties her coat, unwinds her scarf, pulls off her gloves. Layer after layer her bundles of protective fabric come off until she's left in only her underwear, as well, and she crawls over to join Lilith. For someone who's never shared a bed before, she looks damn good doing it. But, maybe it's just the way she moves. She has the countenance of a lion, even if she has the experience of a lamb.]
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I could touch you, work you under my magic, bring you to orgasm.
( because if agnes is comfortable enough to get there then that's a guarantee. lilith will get her to come.
once her hand reaches agnes' she takes it, gentle hold )
Or-- I could help you find how you enjoy being touched, show you how to bring yourself that pleasure.
( direct her under her own touch. it would also help her for if she ever later reciprocated to certain others, a little more knowing on how to use her own hands. but that was a later step )
Whichever you don't choose now we can do another time.
( her offer wasn't just for today. any time this woman needed help with her quota or just needed to be fucked she only had to ask )
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I want your touch.
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Then you shall have it.
( she leans across to kiss her again, longer, slow kiss, ensuring never to break the contact of their hands.
somewhere during the kiss her other handle settles on the redhead's thigh, running her touch along to her knee and back up, slowly testing where she may enjoy being touched but most importantly getting her used to being touched )
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It's strange, the shiver that runs through her body. A spark of electricity that seems to spread through her nerves at these simple touches. Not feeling chilled, but feeling...feeling hotter, but different from just heat. It's perplexing, and it's so intoxicating.
A faint mewl rises from her throat and Agnes can't reconcile it with her own voice. Lilith smells so nice. She tastes so nice, too.]
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she shifts how she's sat, a gentle parting of agnes' legs so that she can kneel between them, keeping her attention focused on kissing her neck, hand motion slowing on her thigh.
lilith hums again before descending her kisses, touch of lips moving down her chest before she kisses her breast, slow, open mouthed kiss over her nipple through her bra, nipping lightly with her teeth when she feels it harden )
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When Lilith bites at her nipple she lets out a gasp, a mixture of shock and pleasure, feeling sensations blooming inside of her that she can't identify. Her whole body presses up instinctively, seeking out as much contact as it can, silently screaming for more.]
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as she nips and kisses the hand on her leg slips behind her to undo her bra, guiding it free from her as she lifts her head.
lilith gives her a moment to get used to the new exposure before pressing a kiss to her other breast, this time swirling her tongue over the woman's nipple, a slow suck as her lips close around it )
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