[ The response is growled, a tinge of authority in his voice. There's a thin sense of power that comes from having her undressed, her at his mercy and him at least appearing to be in control, finely dressed as he is. He wants to take her apart and keep himself put together. That's not so wrong, is it?
He adds another finger, fucking her faster and faster, curling his fingers to encourage more moans from her. ]
( her complaint is cut off by the addition of his second finger, words instead falling from her lips in an alien tongue, a mix of curse and pleasure sound entirely too melodic. her hips move with him, an almost desperate grind into his hand.
river lifts her head again to look down at him, leaning down to press a kiss to him. it doesn't hit where she'd like, his lips too low but she hopes that she can encourage his mouth back to her )
[ It takes little to inspire Magnus to kiss her again. He surges up towards her mouth, catching her bottom lip with his teeth, growling as he does so with a fearsome hunger. His tongue dives into her mouth, pushing against hers, exploring her mouth. All the while he fucks her hard with his fingers, fast and deep, reveling in how wet she grows.
He steadies himself with a hand on her hip. Then, with a devious smile hidden against her mouth, he lets a small wave of magic slide from him to her. Heat and a delicious shiver runs down her spine, like the edge of an orgasm, but not quite. ]
( not quite but it has her reacting as if it were, a familiar and strange sensation all at once. it has her moaning into his mouth, hips jutting in almost surprise.
she wants to ask what he did but at the same time she wants him to do it again. river kisses harder, tongue almost battling his and she snakes her free hand back from him, taking over the attention he'd left off, rolling her nipple between her fingers.
she won't be able to focus on it too long, he's fucking her too fast, edging her on quickly but any little thing she can get-- )
[ His fingers curl to try to find that spot inside her cunt that will make her scream again. His focus is utterly, completely on her and he would have it no other way. He moves his mouth from hers to her neck, nipping, licking, sucking, wanting to give her leeway to shout and cry his name. That's what he wants. ]
Come for me. [ He growls it softly, like an order but not quite. ] Come for me, darling.
[ Another surge of magic, this time with no holding back. ]
( he doesnt even need to ask. river had been close already, his hand working her with the expertise of how many times they've done this. he knows how to make her come and this time, with the magic flowing through her, it even takes her by surprise.
her moans had been starting to carry around the room, the perfect acoustic placement of each wall for this room's intended purpose. as her orgasm surges through, muscles clenching tight around him, her scream carries around the room, lingering like a musical echo even after river has quieted.
her hand comes up from her breast to his chin, nudging his head back up to capture his lips in a lazy kiss. she can still feel the warmth of his magic through her, his fingers continuing to work her through the last of her orgasm.
it's so much that she can't speak, sliding her fingers back up to his temple.
You should have done that before.
she definitely approves. and would like it again, maybe next time knowing it's coming she can feel more of it, revel in it )
[ She makes the most beautiful sounds, only amplified by the glorious acoustics of the theater, and Magnus can't help but groan his pleasure against her neck, burying his face in the crook of it as though he were the one that found his release.
She's wet and shuddering around him and Magnus wants desperately for more, but he restrains himself for the benefit of enjoying the feel of her, how she sounds as she pants for breath, how she tastes when their lips meet.
He grins into the kiss as her thoughts filter through to him.
( there's a small sort of pout to her expression even if river knows the necessity to keep a secret. this time she's just thinking of how many of their other times this could be part of.
Then do it again.
she's still on a high, end of her orgasm still pulsing through her, river still a little breathless but she doesn't care. it'll be quicker to make her come again but she wants to feel his magic as he fucks her again, to know it's coming and enjoy every moment of it.
Fuck me again.
she rocks her hips against his hands as her thoughts filter through. they were supposed to be finding a way out but they really do have all the time in the world and honestly she's also getting off on how public this all is, how if anyone else was in these ruins they'd hear her even if they couldn't reach them )
[ His mind goes blank except for a surge of arousal as she pushes against him, wet and hot and so inviting. He lets her go only so as to magic away the last of their clothes, let his cock spring free and take in her gorgeous form for what feels like the hundredth time. He's already hard from getting her off, listening to her beautiful noises, and he needs nothing more than her request echoing through his head to make him ready.
He grabs her leg, lifting it up to hook around his hip and give him better access to slide his cock into her slick cunt. Groaning at the feeling already, needful as he is already, he lets his head drop so that his temple presses against hers and hopes that works as well as her fingers.
( river lets the noise fly, moan as he pushes into her louder than it needs to be -- would be. but as much as he loves listening to her she also loves hearing what he does to her. river has never shied away from how vocal she is, even sometimes purposely doing so for how it makes her lover blush -- or turns them on.
she lets it draw out, chest still heaving from how breathless he'd made her and as he moves closer she lets her fingers fall. their temples touching works just as well, in some ways better with the direct contact. it also means that she can put her hands to better uses.
Can you show me?
though she could likely find it in his thoughts it wouldn't quite be the same. she'd watched someone fuck her before, thrilling in the sight of seeing a lover take her in a mirror. feeling it would be very different and with the thought in mind, she wondered if any part of his magic would extend to that. if not she knew that he'd get creative, that his actions would give her a good idea.
river grazes her nails down his chest, taking her time over the length of his body. she stops at his hips, fingers trailing, scratches a little harder as she travels from his hips down towards where their bodies meet )
[ He groans at the thought as he pushes slowly inside of her, letting them both feel it, every inch of him entering her. There's no need for a rush, but Magnus is eager and he suspects River very much is too.
The request is easy to understand, though not quite as easy to supply. He's done such a thing before, but with charms and with potions. But the principle is the same-- sharing thoughts, sharing memories. With a little concentration -- if he can afford any -- he can do this for her.
His free hand moves up to tangle in her hair, holding her head steady as he presses his forehead to hers now. His brow twitches with a frown of focus, but soon the feeling filters through. ]
( it's one thing to feel him move in her, that slow push into her, it's another to feel her small clenches around him, the twitches of her body as he moves as if it were her cock moving into him.
river closes her eyes, focusing on what he's showing her. her hands move now to settle on his hips, fingers pressing firm into him and then relaxing as his thoughts become more familiar )
Slowly.
( normally she would be eager, still is for the blissful high that he'll bring but, at least for a few minutes, she just wants to feel this, to feel every inch of his thrusts and how her body responds. because, as he'd claimed, it did feel good.
as he starts to move river gasps, the sensations in her head separate and mixing as one. river knows how she responds to him but to feel that heat, to know what her clenches around his cock feel like--
she shifts her leg higher, letting the angle at which he moves change slightly. river doesn't expect the entire time to be like this, knowing neither of them can keep it slow for long, expecting this to be a strain on his magic, but there's one other moment that she wants )
I want to feel us come.
( to know how tight she gets around him, to know what his orgasm feels like as it happens. to share their pleasure. it's also, with her grip on his hips tightening again, a permission for him to fuck her faster, harder, even to drop the mental link as he does )
[ The thing about this type of sharing of thoughts is that Magnus has very little in the way of "defense" against River's thoughts invading his. It's a mingling of minds, a beautiful clash of the senses, his own body reacting and the feel of hers playing through his mind as well.
So asking him to move slowly of all things is a great ask, but no more than Magnus would ask for or want were they in swapped situations. He doesn't hold it against her by tries his best to do as asked. He moves slowly, but pushes deep inside of her, wanting her to feel how good it feels to be entirely sheathed inside of her and wanting to feel that glorious sense of fullness. ]
Oh, yes, my darling.
[ He groans the words, more than eager to share that feeling with her, to feel both of their orgasms crash over them. He moves faster, but at a steady pace, not as wildly as he wishes he could. Not yet. He's going to hold onto as much of this as possible. Even if every thrust echoes through his mind, both giving and receiving. He grits his teeth and keeps his head flush against River's as he picks up his pace, keeping each thrust hard and deep, as deep as he can. ]
( even though river knows what she's feeling from him she knows that she wouldn't be able to describe it, just as he hadn't before the idea of this link came about. and really she's glad that she can't describe it, that this feeling and moment is kept only between them -- how the other feels, how they make each other feel and all together even though river knew that their sex was pretty damn good, it's why she kept coming back for more, to be able to know it--
it's bliss, in simple terms. the bliss of his cock pushed deep into her, a quickening pace that has her hips rocking quicker to meet him, hands sliding up his chest to grip at his shoulders.
her sounds echo once again off the enclosed space around them, not-so-gentle moans, ones that he can likely pick up in thoughts as well as in hearing them, the stray thoughts of how much she needs him, of wanting more-- as controlled as her thoughts had been earlier that was because she'd focused them, specifically dipping into his mind. now he's in hers and she can't help the little slips that drift across to him, focus lost bar simply fucking him )
[ There are no words, and for once Magnus' filthy mouth fails him. There's no need, though, when they are connected like this, linked like this, each one's thoughts flowing seamlessly into the other's mind, mingling until it is impossible to tell which belongs to whom. There is an ongoing chant of more and surges of need that could be one or the other (or both, probably both) of them, one that Magnus strains to answer.
His hands are tight on her legs, holding her, and each thrust presses her against the wall. He's not going to last much longer; she knows that now, the thought flitting through his head and into hers. If that were not enough, his thrusts grow ragged, his breath comes in pants, moans, little nonsense encouragements that tell her how good she feels. But she knows. She knows. ]
( she knows and it's honestly enough to ruin her, to know how much he wants her, how much he enjoys this. whilst river might wish that it didn't end, that they could just keep fucking in this bliss she can't hold on, hands gripping firmer at him, clenching tight around his cock as her orgasm hits.
and what a feeling it is. he usually hits her hard, building her up to a great release but feeling it affecting him as well as that expected high--
she's lost, nothing that river can do but loudly moan through it, squeezing at him, letting one simple request flit through into his mind.
Keep going.
he usually does, fucking her through her orgasm until he comes, working her down. but now she needs it )
[ Something slides past his lips, some curse or incoherent cry of pleasure, but Magnus has no mind left in him to even know what he says. His focus is entirely on River, on the feeling of her orgasm crashing over her, crashing over him as they share in the sensation. It's nearly too much; he nearly loses his grip on her. But he holds tight and keeps thrusting into the beautiful, tight heat of her body.
He comes quickly after her, practically a whimper on his lips, a cry like breaking, and the surge of feeling rushes over him, over her, too. His thrusts go unsteady and slow as the afterglow surrounds him, warmth flooding through him as he leans heavily against the wall behind River, keeping her tight against him, buried deep inside of her as they both come down. ]
( her hands move across him, sliding down to rest on his arms, a light grip as her grip with her legs slowly loosens, relaxing as river leans into him, blissfully fucked with no wish to move from him yet and no cares of their current trapped predicament.
her breathing becomes softer, heartbeats slowing again. and then she laughs, a quieter sound close to his ear meant just for him. her happiness caused by him, new sensations that she's glad for even at her age. it's less common now )
[ He groans the words, his hold on her loosening but not fully letting go as she starts to shift. There's a need to keep his hands on her and not let her run away. River's good at that. Even now, when they're so thoroughly trapped, he wouldn't put it past her.
Nuzzling his nose against hers, he presses soft kisses against her lips as he continues to speak. ]
( she hums into the kiss, sliding her hand up through his hair, a gentle threading of fingers moving through it, a light massage as her hand runs over the back of his head )
Yes, well-- ( she pauses, kissing deeper but, teasingly, keeping it brief, letting words muffle against his lips ) It was something I'll never forget.
( and she'll treasure him even more for it, if that was possible. river already adored him, loved the things that he'd both shown her and done with her and it seemed that the warlock still had his surprises. and she loved it )
[ Oh, well that little massage of her fingers is enough to make him hum too and lean in a little tiredly towards her. He's definitely tired, yes, but not exhausted, and... ]
Shall we do something about the cave in then? [ He gives her a teasing look, as though this is, this distraction, is all her fault. ]
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[ The response is growled, a tinge of authority in his voice. There's a thin sense of power that comes from having her undressed, her at his mercy and him at least appearing to be in control, finely dressed as he is. He wants to take her apart and keep himself put together. That's not so wrong, is it?
He adds another finger, fucking her faster and faster, curling his fingers to encourage more moans from her. ]
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( her complaint is cut off by the addition of his second finger, words instead falling from her lips in an alien tongue, a mix of curse and pleasure sound entirely too melodic. her hips move with him, an almost desperate grind into his hand.
river lifts her head again to look down at him, leaning down to press a kiss to him. it doesn't hit where she'd like, his lips too low but she hopes that she can encourage his mouth back to her )
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He steadies himself with a hand on her hip. Then, with a devious smile hidden against her mouth, he lets a small wave of magic slide from him to her. Heat and a delicious shiver runs down her spine, like the edge of an orgasm, but not quite. ]
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she wants to ask what he did but at the same time she wants him to do it again. river kisses harder, tongue almost battling his and she snakes her free hand back from him, taking over the attention he'd left off, rolling her nipple between her fingers.
she won't be able to focus on it too long, he's fucking her too fast, edging her on quickly but any little thing she can get-- )
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Come for me. [ He growls it softly, like an order but not quite. ] Come for me, darling.
[ Another surge of magic, this time with no holding back. ]
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her moans had been starting to carry around the room, the perfect acoustic placement of each wall for this room's intended purpose. as her orgasm surges through, muscles clenching tight around him, her scream carries around the room, lingering like a musical echo even after river has quieted.
her hand comes up from her breast to his chin, nudging his head back up to capture his lips in a lazy kiss. she can still feel the warmth of his magic through her, his fingers continuing to work her through the last of her orgasm.
it's so much that she can't speak, sliding her fingers back up to his temple.
You should have done that before.
she definitely approves. and would like it again, maybe next time knowing it's coming she can feel more of it, revel in it )
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She's wet and shuddering around him and Magnus wants desperately for more, but he restrains himself for the benefit of enjoying the feel of her, how she sounds as she pants for breath, how she tastes when their lips meet.
He grins into the kiss as her thoughts filter through to him.
I have to keep some mystery, darling. ]
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Then do it again.
she's still on a high, end of her orgasm still pulsing through her, river still a little breathless but she doesn't care. it'll be quicker to make her come again but she wants to feel his magic as he fucks her again, to know it's coming and enjoy every moment of it.
Fuck me again.
she rocks her hips against his hands as her thoughts filter through. they were supposed to be finding a way out but they really do have all the time in the world and honestly she's also getting off on how public this all is, how if anyone else was in these ruins they'd hear her even if they couldn't reach them )
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He grabs her leg, lifting it up to hook around his hip and give him better access to slide his cock into her slick cunt. Groaning at the feeling already, needful as he is already, he lets his head drop so that his temple presses against hers and hopes that works as well as her fingers.
I wish you could know how good you feel. ]
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she lets it draw out, chest still heaving from how breathless he'd made her and as he moves closer she lets her fingers fall. their temples touching works just as well, in some ways better with the direct contact. it also means that she can put her hands to better uses.
Can you show me?
though she could likely find it in his thoughts it wouldn't quite be the same. she'd watched someone fuck her before, thrilling in the sight of seeing a lover take her in a mirror. feeling it would be very different and with the thought in mind, she wondered if any part of his magic would extend to that. if not she knew that he'd get creative, that his actions would give her a good idea.
river grazes her nails down his chest, taking her time over the length of his body. she stops at his hips, fingers trailing, scratches a little harder as she travels from his hips down towards where their bodies meet )
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The request is easy to understand, though not quite as easy to supply. He's done such a thing before, but with charms and with potions. But the principle is the same-- sharing thoughts, sharing memories. With a little concentration -- if he can afford any -- he can do this for her.
His free hand moves up to tangle in her hair, holding her head steady as he presses his forehead to hers now. His brow twitches with a frown of focus, but soon the feeling filters through. ]
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river closes her eyes, focusing on what he's showing her. her hands move now to settle on his hips, fingers pressing firm into him and then relaxing as his thoughts become more familiar )
Slowly.
( normally she would be eager, still is for the blissful high that he'll bring but, at least for a few minutes, she just wants to feel this, to feel every inch of his thrusts and how her body responds. because, as he'd claimed, it did feel good.
as he starts to move river gasps, the sensations in her head separate and mixing as one. river knows how she responds to him but to feel that heat, to know what her clenches around his cock feel like--
she shifts her leg higher, letting the angle at which he moves change slightly. river doesn't expect the entire time to be like this, knowing neither of them can keep it slow for long, expecting this to be a strain on his magic, but there's one other moment that she wants )
I want to feel us come.
( to know how tight she gets around him, to know what his orgasm feels like as it happens. to share their pleasure. it's also, with her grip on his hips tightening again, a permission for him to fuck her faster, harder, even to drop the mental link as he does )
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So asking him to move slowly of all things is a great ask, but no more than Magnus would ask for or want were they in swapped situations. He doesn't hold it against her by tries his best to do as asked. He moves slowly, but pushes deep inside of her, wanting her to feel how good it feels to be entirely sheathed inside of her and wanting to feel that glorious sense of fullness. ]
Oh, yes, my darling.
[ He groans the words, more than eager to share that feeling with her, to feel both of their orgasms crash over them. He moves faster, but at a steady pace, not as wildly as he wishes he could. Not yet. He's going to hold onto as much of this as possible. Even if every thrust echoes through his mind, both giving and receiving. He grits his teeth and keeps his head flush against River's as he picks up his pace, keeping each thrust hard and deep, as deep as he can. ]
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it's bliss, in simple terms. the bliss of his cock pushed deep into her, a quickening pace that has her hips rocking quicker to meet him, hands sliding up his chest to grip at his shoulders.
her sounds echo once again off the enclosed space around them, not-so-gentle moans, ones that he can likely pick up in thoughts as well as in hearing them, the stray thoughts of how much she needs him, of wanting more-- as controlled as her thoughts had been earlier that was because she'd focused them, specifically dipping into his mind. now he's in hers and she can't help the little slips that drift across to him, focus lost bar simply fucking him )
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His hands are tight on her legs, holding her, and each thrust presses her against the wall. He's not going to last much longer; she knows that now, the thought flitting through his head and into hers. If that were not enough, his thrusts grow ragged, his breath comes in pants, moans, little nonsense encouragements that tell her how good she feels. But she knows. She knows. ]
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and what a feeling it is. he usually hits her hard, building her up to a great release but feeling it affecting him as well as that expected high--
she's lost, nothing that river can do but loudly moan through it, squeezing at him, letting one simple request flit through into his mind.
Keep going.
he usually does, fucking her through her orgasm until he comes, working her down. but now she needs it )
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He comes quickly after her, practically a whimper on his lips, a cry like breaking, and the surge of feeling rushes over him, over her, too. His thrusts go unsteady and slow as the afterglow surrounds him, warmth flooding through him as he leans heavily against the wall behind River, keeping her tight against him, buried deep inside of her as they both come down. ]
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her breathing becomes softer, heartbeats slowing again. and then she laughs, a quieter sound close to his ear meant just for him. her happiness caused by him, new sensations that she's glad for even at her age. it's less common now )
We should have done that before.
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[ He groans the words, his hold on her loosening but not fully letting go as she starts to shift. There's a need to keep his hands on her and not let her run away. River's good at that. Even now, when they're so thoroughly trapped, he wouldn't put it past her.
Nuzzling his nose against hers, he presses soft kisses against her lips as he continues to speak. ]
You're amazing. Thank you, for that.
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Yes, well-- ( she pauses, kissing deeper but, teasingly, keeping it brief, letting words muffle against his lips ) It was something I'll never forget.
( and she'll treasure him even more for it, if that was possible. river already adored him, loved the things that he'd both shown her and done with her and it seemed that the warlock still had his surprises. and she loved it )
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Shall we do something about the cave in then? [ He gives her a teasing look, as though this is, this distraction, is all her fault. ]
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Hold on tight.
( had she been able to get out this whole time or was there a reason for it now? )