[ His eyebrows rise as she asks, and her kisses make him groan, as do he touches. The feel of her hand stroking down his length makes him shiver. And he smiles softly, a touch of blush to his cheeks. ]
( there's the slightest laugh before she kisses him again, still light and brief, hand slowly closing around his cock, fingers stroking now along the underside of it. she listens carefully to him, the sounds he makes, choosing her moment carefully to change from simple gentle touches to running along the full length of him, steady pumps of her hand )
[ He kisses her back, and strokes her hair, letting himself relax into her stroking, moaning softly as she strokes him a little more powerfully. He can feel the pleasure building and he moans her name, shuddering with the feelings she is making. His hands slide along her under the blankets, touching, and caressing her everywhere he can reach. ]
( her head dips to press a kiss to his neck before she leans back again to watch him, raised slightly on her arm, and ever so slightly does the speed of her hand increase.
it's a few more pumps before she stretches her fingers out again, letting her hand slide along his cock before running her fingers over the tip of it, slower motion in comparison, teasing it out before her hand shifts back up, keeping this as her rhythm now, hoping to start bringing him closer along )
[ He groans softly, the shifting tempos making sensations run rampant in him and he moans at her kiss, and her shifting touches. It feels teasing and he does not mind. Seeing her stretch her fingers, he speaks softly. ]
You know you do not have to do this, mmmnn, right?
[ He does not want her thinking he would feel she must. ]
( sure, she didn't have to, and it's a slight leap from where she'd been last night to now but they'd ended in a very comfortable place, her particularly incredibly relaxed with him and so much in love. it may have been a step up but she wanted to take it, to do this for him rather than him having to sort it out in the bathroom himself, to bring them even closer )
I love you. ( she leans down to kiss him again, inches away when she speaks again ) I had a very enjoyable night. ( she kisses him again ) And I did have a hand in this.
( pun absolutely intended since her hand is now sorting out said morning joy )
[ Harry chuckles and groans, softly. He loves her so much, and enjoys being with her so much. She makes him feel amazing. ] And you do have very nice hands, and a very lovely touch.
[ He kisses her back warmly and he shudders. ]
I love you too, and I enjoyed last night a great deal. [ He smiles warmly, eyes on hers, very devoted and sure. Her hand is making him whimper slowly as his pleasure rises, and he feels warm and like he is on the top of the world. ]
( it was a sentiment that she'd felt the last time she'd been in love and again she felt now -- she wanted it to be him and only him, the person she loved being the person she spent her days with, walked through mortality with for a long time. she wouldn't voice it aloud, not yet, but she wanted him in her life for the rest of their lives.
there's whispered encouragement as her hand keeps moving, giving him a little more, reacting with the sounds that he makes, working him particularly where he's the most responsive )
I am definitely interested in making this a habit, dear one. [ And he gently kisses her, his fingers skimming down her body toward the joining of her legs, teasing as he finds himself rising faster and faster, the look in her eyes and the way she is touching him driving him higher, as well as the memories of last night. ]
[ His voice is huskier and his eyes dark with lust and pleasure as she speaks. And at his will, magic spins to action, a silently invoked spell bring to bear a gentle force, air lightly taking over where his hand was and stroking over her there, between her legs. He might be very, very well distracted, but that does not stop his will from coming to bear on making the person he cares about most feel good. ]
As you wish. [ And he relaxes into her arms, groaning, his will falling and the wind vanishing just as quick as it arrived, as he looks at her, eyes bright and hot with pleasure. ]
It will be... mmm, any moment now, love. Any...
[ And he knows it won't be but a minute before he is coming, hard. When he cries her name out, warning, her, he shudders as the pleasure hits, filling him like a sudden storm. ]
( her gentle encouragement returns as he comes, her hand slowing, softer pressure as she guides him back down. she kisses his cheek before bringing her hands up to rest on his chest, curling back into him, head tipped up to watch him.
and... she might have said that he could work her after but she's in no rush, very content to just lay with him for a while. and perhaps a little shy about being his focus )
How do you feel?
( whilst she's pretty certain from his response that he's good she knows that it's been a while for him -- it has for both of them )
I feel very good, alive, energized. [ And his hands are slowly roaming over her trailing trickles of magic, slow touches as much him just touching her as anything else. ]
( her hand brushes over his chest, light touch of her fingers stroking just where her hand rests, tipping her head down to rest a little more comfortably.
his touch makes her shiver, less from the physical sensation and more from the magic trickle running over her skin, lingering touches and something very different to what she's ever felt before )
The more emotional or passionate I am about something or someone, the more my magic tends to come alive a little by itself. And with my will, I can guide it a little. So, since you are evoking those emotions and passions, I am just adding it to my touch. Because magic is part of me, and you should get to enjoy some of what that can mean.
( and certainly not so personally. she'd known about wizards before meeting him but hadn't ever spent much time with them, certainly not when she'd be assigned in england.
her hand rests on his, not stopping him but guiding him, moving enough to lay on her back next to him, keeping his hand on her waist )
[ Harry follows her directions, letting his hand go where she takes it, and he grins, stroking over that skin with the tingling warmth and magic following it. ]
It's okay. I feel it constantly, everywhere I go. Magic is... it's like everyone else breathes air, but for me, magic is just as prevalent as air, alongside it. And it is in everything and everyone. Some more and some less, but its everywhere.
That feeling I understand. As an angel, there was always another feeling, something bigger than just me -- connectedness, energy.
( it's harder to put the feeling of her divinity into words, though at first she'd felt a little empty and lost when she'd lost it.
the more that he strokes her skin, makes her giggle slightly, soft apology as her hand rests over her mouth, his fingers having found a slightly more ticklish spot on her side )
[ He considers her words, then nods, and offers her his other hand, even as that one strokes her lightly. ]
I could, if you want, let you feel and see what I see, for a moment.
[ It's not easy, but he can do it, and he is sure, somehow, that her formerly being an angel, would make it easier for her senses to hold the memory. ]
( she kisses him again, a squeeze of his hand before releasing it, letting his hand rest there solo )
Though I wouldn't mind-- ( she pauses, trying to find the best way to phrase it before ultimately failing and going with something that possibly sounds a little strange ) Feeling what your magic can do. Just... slowly.
( ease her in. but she doesn't mind how he was touching her before )
[ Harry grins a little and nods. He speaks softly, a single word, and blue light curls across his fingers. His eyes on hers, he gestures, and a trail of tingling warmth rolls across her face, like a gentle magical caress, stroking over her cheeks and lips, slow, making sure he can and will stop if she shows any need for him to do so.
Slowly, he draws the magic across her neck, teasing at the skin there with warmth and a deeper touch, more like a caress, there. ]
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I would have no objections at all.
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( there's the slightest laugh before she kisses him again, still light and brief, hand slowly closing around his cock, fingers stroking now along the underside of it. she listens carefully to him, the sounds he makes, choosing her moment carefully to change from simple gentle touches to running along the full length of him, steady pumps of her hand )
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Feels very good.
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it's a few more pumps before she stretches her fingers out again, letting her hand slide along his cock before running her fingers over the tip of it, slower motion in comparison, teasing it out before her hand shifts back up, keeping this as her rhythm now, hoping to start bringing him closer along )
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You know you do not have to do this, mmmnn, right?
[ He does not want her thinking he would feel she must. ]
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( sure, she didn't have to, and it's a slight leap from where she'd been last night to now but they'd ended in a very comfortable place, her particularly incredibly relaxed with him and so much in love. it may have been a step up but she wanted to take it, to do this for him rather than him having to sort it out in the bathroom himself, to bring them even closer )
I love you. ( she leans down to kiss him again, inches away when she speaks again ) I had a very enjoyable night. ( she kisses him again ) And I did have a hand in this.
( pun absolutely intended since her hand is now sorting out said morning joy )
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[ He kisses her back warmly and he shudders. ]
I love you too, and I enjoyed last night a great deal. [ He smiles warmly, eyes on hers, very devoted and sure. Her hand is making him whimper slowly as his pleasure rises, and he feels warm and like he is on the top of the world. ]
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( it was a sentiment that she'd felt the last time she'd been in love and again she felt now -- she wanted it to be him and only him, the person she loved being the person she spent her days with, walked through mortality with for a long time. she wouldn't voice it aloud, not yet, but she wanted him in her life for the rest of their lives.
there's whispered encouragement as her hand keeps moving, giving him a little more, reacting with the sounds that he makes, working him particularly where he's the most responsive )
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Whilst I appreciate that... this is for you.
( and there was nothing that said he couldn't start working her she wasn't used to being focused on. be patient on her, harry )
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[ His voice is huskier and his eyes dark with lust and pleasure as she speaks. And at his will, magic spins to action, a silently invoked spell bring to bear a gentle force, air lightly taking over where his hand was and stroking over her there, between her legs. He might be very, very well distracted, but that does not stop his will from coming to bear on making the person he cares about most feel good. ]
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( there's a bit of a laugh of surprise, this being an experience that she's never had before, only having slept with a mortal before )
Let's finish you first. And maybe you can let me know when you're going to do that.
( whilst it was okay it was new and she'd like to not be half-distracted for her first time with this )
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It will be... mmm, any moment now, love. Any...
[ And he knows it won't be but a minute before he is coming, hard. When he cries her name out, warning, her, he shudders as the pleasure hits, filling him like a sudden storm. ]
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and... she might have said that he could work her after but she's in no rush, very content to just lay with him for a while. and perhaps a little shy about being his focus )
How do you feel?
( whilst she's pretty certain from his response that he's good she knows that it's been a while for him -- it has for both of them )
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You make me feel better and better.
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( her hand brushes over his chest, light touch of her fingers stroking just where her hand rests, tipping her head down to rest a little more comfortably.
his touch makes her shiver, less from the physical sensation and more from the magic trickle running over her skin, lingering touches and something very different to what she's ever felt before )
How are you doing that?
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[ He speaks softly but passionately. ]
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( and certainly not so personally. she'd known about wizards before meeting him but hadn't ever spent much time with them, certainly not when she'd be assigned in england.
her hand rests on his, not stopping him but guiding him, moving enough to lay on her back next to him, keeping his hand on her waist )
I don't know how to describe how it feels.
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It's okay. I feel it constantly, everywhere I go. Magic is... it's like everyone else breathes air, but for me, magic is just as prevalent as air, alongside it. And it is in everything and everyone. Some more and some less, but its everywhere.
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( it's harder to put the feeling of her divinity into words, though at first she'd felt a little empty and lost when she'd lost it.
the more that he strokes her skin, makes her giggle slightly, soft apology as her hand rests over her mouth, his fingers having found a slightly more ticklish spot on her side )
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I could, if you want, let you feel and see what I see, for a moment.
[ It's not easy, but he can do it, and he is sure, somehow, that her formerly being an angel, would make it easier for her senses to hold the memory. ]
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( she gets cut off by another giggle, this time lifting his hand, lacing their fingers together before resting on her stomach )
It's a nice idea but... some days I miss it enough. Feeling it and then losing it might be difficult.
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I understand.
[ He gently kisses her, warm and welcoming, a light thing. ]
I never want to hurt you.
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( she kisses him again, a squeeze of his hand before releasing it, letting his hand rest there solo )
Though I wouldn't mind-- ( she pauses, trying to find the best way to phrase it before ultimately failing and going with something that possibly sounds a little strange ) Feeling what your magic can do. Just... slowly.
( ease her in. but she doesn't mind how he was touching her before )
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Slowly, he draws the magic across her neck, teasing at the skin there with warmth and a deeper touch, more like a caress, there. ]
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