[It sends a thrill through her, having her own sentiment from earlier given back to her. And what it means--because nobody has ever said those words to her. Nobody has ever asked her to touch them. Nobody's ever been so brave, or so bold. It's delicious, and she lets out a satisfied sigh when she doesn't even have to ask Lilith to guide her. She's already one step ahead.
The urge to close her eyes and savor the feeling of the slick space between Lilith's legs is powerful...but so, too, is the urge to savor every motion, every expression, so she can truly commit this experience to memory. As Lilith uses her, Agnes runs her lips down the woman's jaw, neck, shoulder, dotting the skin with sweet, steaming kisses.]
( there's something so different about it all but in the moment lilith can't find the words to describe it. it isn't simply the feeling of the woman's fingers against her but the kisses she's leaving against her body.
part of it makes her feel weaker, soft in the woman's touch, craving more of it. her head tilts so she can kiss her more and though lilith keeps the movements of their hands achingly slow she can't help the sharper jerk of her hips against the touch, the sheer need that her body has for her.
but it isn't just how her body responds, the sounds that fall from her highlighting her pleasure, a sharper gasp sounding as she dares to rub firmer at her clit )
[It's strange, listening to Lilith's reactions; it's strange being on the other end of what she experienced earlier. It's similar but completely different, and it puts it all into perspective somehow. The noises she made that frightened her, that made her feel so vulnerable. That felt like the warning signs for coming danger. That felt like she was completely out of control of herself.
Now, it's something beautiful. Like the rarest of musics. Her own thighs press together out of instinct as she feels her sex throb. Agnes doesn't mean to say anything. The thought comes out unbidden and so sweetly.]
( she doesn't really hear her, attention lost by how wonderfully all of this feels and it has her resting her head against agnes, sounds now falling closer to the woman's ear.
and she almost can't take it anymore, guiding her hand to rub faster, hips rocking with her )
Oh-- Agnes--
( satan, she's so close, hips twitching, trembling a little and there's a needy little sound that will embarrass her later.
she drags them a little firmer, motions smaller, more focused on where she needs to be touched. and it doesn't take long, sharper jerk of her hips, louder cry of her moan as she comes. their fingers relax slightly, gentler rubs through her orgasm, body trembling under their touch, quieter sounds filling the air until she slows them to a stop, just resting between her legs.
she's silent aside from heavier breaths and after a few seconds presses a kiss to agnes's neck, leaning into her )
[Agnes doesn't want to move her hand away. She keeps it there, a heated comfort, as she holds Lilith close with the other hand. It's comfortable just to be like that, their bodies melded together, every heartbeat seeming to be shared between them. And Agnes still able to feel every pulsing aftershock.]
( lilith hums as she pulls back from the kiss to look at her and though she hadnt realised it before she's completely dry, her hair a little wilder than the usual sleek waves she has )
You're welcome to do it again.
( at any time. she's pretty certain she'll never say no to that.
her hand leaves agnes's, resting to cup her cheek, leaning in to briefly kiss her )
Come with me.
( as much as she doesn't want to lose this closeness her legs are also aching slightly. she grasps her hand, nudging her out of the shower and back to her bed, pulling her into her as she lays back down )
[There's no reason to answer. Her smile says it all, the way that she resists parting from the softness of that kiss. But her hand feels so comfortable in Lilith's, and they can't get back to bed fast enough. Agnes wraps her limbs around the woman eagerly as they fall back into each other, more than happy to mold their shapes together.]
( how lilith feels now is a rare feeling. thoroughly taken care of, laid with someone that she trusts. she barely knows agnes but the feeling that she gets from her is one of gentleness, a kindness that is a rare quality in people. and there's an understanding between them, shared experiences only implicitly given but it was all that was needed.
now laid with agnes, tucked close to the woman, laid half on her side-- things are gentler than they ever usually are. her barriers are lowered, a genuine affection mixed in for her alongside her very satisfied self, a lazy hand roaming her side. lilith's head dips into the pillow, looking peaceful as she watches her )
[Even cuddled and content, nearly nose-to-nose with the woman that made her feel that way, Agnes' stare still has that inherent intensity as she watches Lilith in return. She answers as shamelessly as ever, as if it's a simple matter to speak her mind.]
I woke up and saw that you were gone. I missed your company.
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The urge to close her eyes and savor the feeling of the slick space between Lilith's legs is powerful...but so, too, is the urge to savor every motion, every expression, so she can truly commit this experience to memory. As Lilith uses her, Agnes runs her lips down the woman's jaw, neck, shoulder, dotting the skin with sweet, steaming kisses.]
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part of it makes her feel weaker, soft in the woman's touch, craving more of it. her head tilts so she can kiss her more and though lilith keeps the movements of their hands achingly slow she can't help the sharper jerk of her hips against the touch, the sheer need that her body has for her.
but it isn't just how her body responds, the sounds that fall from her highlighting her pleasure, a sharper gasp sounding as she dares to rub firmer at her clit )
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Now, it's something beautiful. Like the rarest of musics. Her own thighs press together out of instinct as she feels her sex throb. Agnes doesn't mean to say anything. The thought comes out unbidden and so sweetly.]
You're so beautiful.
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and she almost can't take it anymore, guiding her hand to rub faster, hips rocking with her )
Oh-- Agnes--
( satan, she's so close, hips twitching, trembling a little and there's a needy little sound that will embarrass her later.
she drags them a little firmer, motions smaller, more focused on where she needs to be touched. and it doesn't take long, sharper jerk of her hips, louder cry of her moan as she comes. their fingers relax slightly, gentler rubs through her orgasm, body trembling under their touch, quieter sounds filling the air until she slows them to a stop, just resting between her legs.
she's silent aside from heavier breaths and after a few seconds presses a kiss to agnes's neck, leaning into her )
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I enjoyed that. Very much.
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You're welcome to do it again.
( at any time. she's pretty certain she'll never say no to that.
her hand leaves agnes's, resting to cup her cheek, leaning in to briefly kiss her )
Come with me.
( as much as she doesn't want to lose this closeness her legs are also aching slightly. she grasps her hand, nudging her out of the shower and back to her bed, pulling her into her as she lays back down )
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now laid with agnes, tucked close to the woman, laid half on her side-- things are gentler than they ever usually are. her barriers are lowered, a genuine affection mixed in for her alongside her very satisfied self, a lazy hand roaming her side. lilith's head dips into the pillow, looking peaceful as she watches her )
What made you come in?
( not that she's complaining at all )
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I woke up and saw that you were gone. I missed your company.
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her first instinct is to remind agnes that this was her home, that she wouldn't be far but it's not the words that come from her )
No one-- has that effect. Your touch is incredible, not simply because of the heat.
( has she had people's hands between her legs recently? yes. has it driven her so wild? never. even her own seems now to have a challenge.
the hand resting on her comes to a stop, gentle touch at her waist )
You should get some sleep.
( because it'd only been like an hour, agnes )
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Will you stay?
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Yes.
( she's also not yet recovered enough to go anywhere. but laying in agnes's touch feels nice )