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[ balance is. surprisingly hard. leans really heavily on Spitfire. ]

[kisses her again and then dips his head, nuzzling and then biting down on the side of her neck]

[ lets out the tiniest sound and. impatiently works on tugging Spitfire's pants down. ]

[chuckles, biting down again a little lower, and slides his hand back up her thigh, squeezing her ass briefly before he starts undoing her pants]

[ oh. k.

. . . ass squeezing . . . ? ]

[leans back against the tree, breathing a little hard as he slips his hand into the front of her pants and watches her face as he runs his fingers gently over her]

[ . . . vaguely confused . . . actually.

pushes against his hand and then laces his fingers in Spitfire's hair and tugs, hard. ]

[hisses slightly and pushes a finger up into her harder than he'd intended]

[ Pullllllls harder on Spitfire's hair going up on his toes a bit and grunting a little. ]

[groans arching his neck to relieve the pressure on his scalp as he works his finger in her for a while before adding a second]

[ luke is going to be so jealous from all the noises Acedia is making.

Digs his other hand -- into Spitfire's shoulder, at least -- in hard ]

[grits his teeth with a hiss of pain and pulls against the hand in his hair to catch her in a hard kiss, dropping a hand down to pull her thigh back up as he pushes a third finger in]

[ loosens his hold on Spitfire's hair barely and fails to hold back a moan. ]

[kisses her adding a lot of teeth this time around, nipping and biting, though he gentles the movements of his fingers a little, sliding his thumb up over the clit as he continues to explore]

[ almost says something but instead of comes out as a fffffffffffffff, pushes up and against Spitfire again. ]

[laughs softly against her mouth, biting her bottom lip and sucking on it as he pulls it slowly through his teeth]

Want me in now?

[rubs that sensitive spot a little forcefully as he asks]

[ o god why are you asking

gives. him. A Look and reaches to yank on his hair again. ]

[can't help laughing, but he slides his fingers free, pushing her pants down out of the way before gripping her thighs and lifting her up]

You could say please...

[but lets her weight down against him as he thrusts into her]

I don't -- like . . . asking.

[ forces the words out ~~with a bit of an annoyed pout~~ and scrabbles against Spitfire for a moment, adjusting and gasping. ]

I'll remember...

[moves forward to bite the side of her neck, sucking a mark as he rolls his hips and thrusts into her again]

[ . . . bites his ear in responses. Hard. ]

[gasps and digs his fingers into her hips as he moves against her]

[ relaxes his bite but doesn't let go and his breath catches. He tries to hurry their pace up. ]

[is more than willing to meet her pace and pulls her down hard to meet his thrusts, panting against her neck]

[ tries to stop. making noises by pressing his mouth against the side of Spitfire's head/into his hair but. is not doing a very good job of that. ]