[Something tells him not to waste time, and he's not sure why. Going slow? Never heard of her. Rolling his shoulders, he makes it easier for Grune to peel the jacket away from his arms, and he lets it drop to the floor behind him.
The shirt goes, too, but he'll have to sew it later; being fast means he gets frustrated at taking his time and ends up popping a button or two off. He really has too much on for this--there's a black shirt and, beneath that, an arm and shoulder wrap, but the latter he leaves since he has more important things to do.
Like fold the edge of her dress over and away from her thighs, giving him skin to run his fingers up.]
[ grune's skimpy outfit really makes this a lot easier, huh
still, it feels like she's wearing too much clothing despite that, but taking it off means that she'll have to separate herself from hizamaru. so instead she just shifts slightly, moving the slit of her dress even more out of the way.
[Admittedly, he flushes, but not for the right reason he's supposed to be flushing--as usual. Seeing her isn't much different than seeing Polly. It's just... he feels drunk.]
I'll take care of you, Grune-nii--san.
[fuck
Reaching up, he brushes his hands over her shoulders and down, taking the top of the dress with it.] Lie down. [Oh--wait. He leans forward and sweeps his arm behind her to make sure there's nothing in the way when she lies back.]
[ i got what i wanted out of this thread which was hiza calling her brother while about to bang
she glances over her shoulder to see what he's doing, and it's such a sweet act that it makes her laugh a little, the overwhelming desire momentarily outweighed by just a sense of fondness.
but then once his hand out of the way, grune will do as directed, settling on her back. ]
Luckily, Hiza is a very good boy, so when Grune lies back, he leans over and begins at her neck. It's hard not to nip her skin with his teeth, so he does anyway, though more gently than he is with anyone else. Nipping and kissing a line to her breasts.
Very different than men? Very different.
His mouth closes over a nipple to suck, to tease it with his tongue; he trades one for the other to do the same. As he moves down, skipping piece of dress in the way and searching for skin, both hands cup under her knees to raise her feet to the desk. It gives him room to drop between her thighs.
He doesn't waste any time. When he's there, he goes for it without teasing, and folds the broad of his tongue over her.]
she really isn't sure what she had been expecting, but the sensation of his tongue on her earns a small gasp of surprise. her immediate instinct is to pull him closer, but instead her hands just grip the edge of the table. for now. ]
That's-- nice.
[ it's probably one of the very, very rare instances where her voice loses its usual monotone. ]
With encouragement, he continues with his mouth and his tongue, making sure not to hurt her by using his teeth. Both hands rub from the bottom of her thighs to the backs of her knees, until one hand comes down to join his mouth.
His eyes flicker up. He hasn't ever really heard Grune this way, but he also hasn't even been with Grune this way. Maybe she's more emotional in these moments? It's fine.
He tests her countenance by easing one gloved finger inside of her.]
[ there's a noise that could potentially be a moan, but it gets muffled as she covers her mouth with her hand. it's not out of embarrassment, or anything, but mostly because she really wants to keep grabbing things and she is
trying not to grab onto him, even if it's getting difficult not to. ]
All at once, he draws away completely. It'd be kind of disappointing if not for the fact he is trying to be coordinated enough in his haze to get his pants undone. When they drop a little down his thighs, he bends over between Grune and gathers her up against him.
They switch places, with him seated back on the desk and her in his lap, one hand at her lower back for support.]
It's okay, Grune-nii. You can do what makes you feel good.
[ grune momentarily snaps out of thot mode at the switch to internally go wheeeee
but once that's done, she wraps her arms around his neck, and leans in to press her mouth against his, licking into it as she presses as much against him as she can. she only moves back to talk. ]
[He is honest to god stunned by Grune's forwardness?? Not in a bad way, just a shocking way. Probably shocking because it doesn't help to not make him into...well, all of this mess.]
Okay. Together. Sit up...? [He pulls her forward a bit and reaches around her so he can position himself. TIME TO JUST FUCK HIS FAMILY I GUESS FRANCY] Polly-san--
[Like he's reporting to his master or something. Gently, he guides her back by the hips and pushes up with his own. Opposite sex parts really were made for each other, huh. Going in is like sliding into bed, too easy.
It's a good thing he's bracing one hand behind him on the desk because, honestly, the sensation knocks the wind out of him for the second time in his life, and he gasps in surprised pleasure.]
[ there's a small giggle from her, and her grip on him tightens as he enters. it's still an overall strange experience every time, but it's somehow... different, now. like the genuinely wants it, instead of it just being something to do here because of sex demons. ]
[Yes, but he doesn't move at first despite knowing that, yeah, it's still going to feel nice when he does.] You accepted me completely, Grune-nii. [Still, he can't just sit idle.
So he curls his fingers around her thighs and lifts her, only to let her lower again when he rocks his hips forward.]
[ hm, okay, she's got the idea of how they're doing this now.
the next time, she won't wait for him to lift her up, instead moving on her own to meet his thrust. there's a small sigh of contentment that follows. ]
You're very good, brother.
[ she did not seem to get the brothers don't bang memo but it's fine ]
[Creating a found family with other random people in a sex murder dungeon was such a bad, horrible idea.]
Ah... Thank you...
[For a bit, he can handle going on this way, but there's a fire in the pit of him below the navel he can't ignore. A kind of itch he can't scratch. His fingers dig into her hips when she comes down to keep her there, and then they race up to her side so he can flip them carefully over along the desk.]
but she lets that happen, her usual smile on her face. or... well, it's close to her usual, but there's a mix of pure want in there that makes her expression less serene than it normally is.
grune gives him a kiss, less chaste than the last one, before pulling away. ]
[If he seems a little woozily smitten it's because he's a puppy. His hand lifts her legs by the knee to wrap them around his waist, and he braces one of his own knees against the top of the desk.
The kiss leaves a hot, searing ache in him. This time, he isn't slow and only a little gentle. When he starts thrusting, it's hungry, and he clamps his teeth and mouth onto her neck before moving down the slope of her breasts.]
[ the change in pace takes her a little off guard, but she can't say she's going to complain about it. grune lets out a soft moan, and she digs her nails into his back as her grip on him tightens the more he goes. ]
[Well, keep going he does. He has a lot of stamina? Unfortunately, he hasn't exactly cultivated the right stamina for prolonged sex, not when it's new and exciting--and definitely not with added aphro.
Please don't be rough with him, he gets hornier.]
You can... Polly-san... touched herself, if... you want.
[He reaches back and takes one of her hands, bringing it down between them. Look. He doesn't know why it works, and he doesn't know how to do it necessarily with anything but his mouth, so.... have at it, Grune.
Also, he can only focus on one thing at the time, like a man.]
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The shirt goes, too, but he'll have to sew it later; being fast means he gets frustrated at taking his time and ends up popping a button or two off. He really has too much on for this--there's a black shirt and, beneath that, an arm and shoulder wrap, but the latter he leaves since he has more important things to do.
Like fold the edge of her dress over and away from her thighs, giving him skin to run his fingers up.]
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still, it feels like she's wearing too much clothing despite that, but taking it off means that she'll have to separate herself from hizamaru. so instead she just shifts slightly, moving the slit of her dress even more out of the way.
also i'm going to make this cursed hold on ]
You can do whatever you want, brother.
[ there we go. ]
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I'll take care of you, Grune-nii--san.
[fuck
Reaching up, he brushes his hands over her shoulders and down, taking the top of the dress with it.] Lie down. [Oh--wait. He leans forward and sweeps his arm behind her to make sure there's nothing in the way when she lies back.]
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she glances over her shoulder to see what he's doing, and it's such a sweet act that it makes her laugh a little, the overwhelming desire momentarily outweighed by just a sense of fondness.
but then once his hand out of the way, grune will do as directed, settling on her back. ]
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Luckily, Hiza is a very good boy, so when Grune lies back, he leans over and begins at her neck. It's hard not to nip her skin with his teeth, so he does anyway, though more gently than he is with anyone else. Nipping and kissing a line to her breasts.
Very different than men? Very different.
His mouth closes over a nipple to suck, to tease it with his tongue; he trades one for the other to do the same. As he moves down, skipping piece of dress in the way and searching for skin, both hands cup under her knees to raise her feet to the desk. It gives him room to drop between her thighs.
He doesn't waste any time. When he's there, he goes for it without teasing, and folds the broad of his tongue over her.]
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she really isn't sure what she had been expecting, but the sensation of his tongue on her earns a small gasp of surprise. her immediate instinct is to pull him closer, but instead her hands just grip the edge of the table. for now. ]
That's-- nice.
[ it's probably one of the very, very rare instances where her voice loses its usual monotone. ]
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With encouragement, he continues with his mouth and his tongue, making sure not to hurt her by using his teeth. Both hands rub from the bottom of her thighs to the backs of her knees, until one hand comes down to join his mouth.
His eyes flicker up. He hasn't ever really heard Grune this way, but he also hasn't even been with Grune this way. Maybe she's more emotional in these moments? It's fine.
He tests her countenance by easing one gloved finger inside of her.]
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her mouth forms a small 'o' in surprise at the addition, but she also doesn't say to stop. instead, grune just nods her head to urge him to do more. ]
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And then he slowly adds a second finger without pulling away to give a warning, just to see if he gets the same kind of reaction.]
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trying not to grab onto him, even if it's getting difficult not to. ]
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All at once, he draws away completely. It'd be kind of disappointing if not for the fact he is trying to be coordinated enough in his haze to get his pants undone. When they drop a little down his thighs, he bends over between Grune and gathers her up against him.
They switch places, with him seated back on the desk and her in his lap, one hand at her lower back for support.]
It's okay, Grune-nii. You can do what makes you feel good.
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but once that's done, she wraps her arms around his neck, and leans in to press her mouth against his, licking into it as she presses as much against him as she can. she only moves back to talk. ]
Mm. Anything that makes you happy.
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Okay. Together. Sit up...? [He pulls her forward a bit and reaches around her so he can position himself. TIME TO JUST FUCK HIS FAMILY I GUESS FRANCY] Polly-san--
Mm, nevermind. You can sit back. It will go in.
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but grune will do as told, pausing for a second to see if he might change his mind again though. ]
Okaaaay. Ready.
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Okay. I'm entering.
[Like he's reporting to his master or something. Gently, he guides her back by the hips and pushes up with his own. Opposite sex parts really were made for each other, huh. Going in is like sliding into bed, too easy.
It's a good thing he's bracing one hand behind him on the desk because, honestly, the sensation knocks the wind out of him for the second time in his life, and he gasps in surprised pleasure.]
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Does that feel nice?
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[Yes, but he doesn't move at first despite knowing that, yeah, it's still going to feel nice when he does.] You accepted me completely, Grune-nii. [Still, he can't just sit idle.
So he curls his fingers around her thighs and lifts her, only to let her lower again when he rocks his hips forward.]
Like this. If it feels good, you can move, too.
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[ her legs wrap around him, and she presses a chaste kiss to his lips. ]
Mm. Please keep going.
[ very sexy talk ]
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Alright.
[Again, he lifts her with his hands, but instead of dropping her back on his lap, he supports her while rocking his own hips up.]
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the next time, she won't wait for him to lift her up, instead moving on her own to meet his thrust. there's a small sigh of contentment that follows. ]
You're very good, brother.
[ she did not seem to get the brothers don't bang memo but it's fine ]
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Ah... Thank you...
[For a bit, he can handle going on this way, but there's a fire in the pit of him below the navel he can't ignore. A kind of itch he can't scratch. His fingers dig into her hips when she comes down to keep her there, and then they race up to her side so he can flip them carefully over along the desk.]
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but she lets that happen, her usual smile on her face. or... well, it's close to her usual, but there's a mix of pure want in there that makes her expression less serene than it normally is.
grune gives him a kiss, less chaste than the last one, before pulling away. ]
Comfy?
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[If he seems a little woozily smitten it's because he's a puppy. His hand lifts her legs by the knee to wrap them around his waist, and he braces one of his own knees against the top of the desk.
The kiss leaves a hot, searing ache in him. This time, he isn't slow and only a little gentle. When he starts thrusting, it's hungry, and he clamps his teeth and mouth onto her neck before moving down the slope of her breasts.]
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I'm-- ahh, glad, brother. Keep going.
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Please don't be rough with him, he gets hornier.]
You can... Polly-san... touched herself, if... you want.
[He reaches back and takes one of her hands, bringing it down between them. Look. He doesn't know why it works, and he doesn't know how to do it necessarily with anything but his mouth, so.... have at it, Grune.
Also, he can only focus on one thing at the time, like a man.]
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