[ Fingers in his hair, a caress that presses a little harder when she feels that familiar, deeper pang, Cellar moves her hips away from his lips, breathing hard with a longing whimper. ]
I wanna taste you, [ A breath, ] When I come.
[ She reaches down to his shoulders, tries to bring him close, makes out with her husband and grinds their hips together, a gasp and a smile, excited, giddy, so incredibly turned on— ]
[He kisses her, wet and messy - offering her a breathy grin at her suggestion.]
You're the most brilliant person I know.
[Now to just roll around a bit, to get himself fully naked - cock already hard, cupped in his hand as he kneels in their makeshift bed and gazes at her for a minute. Even without glamors she sparkles in his eyes, radiating a warmth and a certain glow he can't get enough of.]
What's the birthday girl want, to be on top or bottom? Oh, or sides.
[ She breathes with a soft laugh, delighted, stealing one more kiss before looking around. It doesn't take long to decide, caressing Theo's face. Teeth on her lower lip, Cellar shrugs one shoulder. ]
[He says like it's the most obvious choice in the world, wriggling to get close and arrange themselves - it's always so hot when you're in the moment but getting there does have to get over the awkward hump of staring at someone else's thighs or knees. He makes light of that by caressing said thigh, leaning to kiss it while his fingers curl around her in a gentle, easy stroke.]
[ Logistics and awkwardness over with, she takes Theo's dick in her hand, stroking him gently, then using her mouth to slick him up. Sucking, licking thoroughly, pausing to use her hand over wet and warm remnants of fluid, working him to full hardness. She wants the fullness of it on her tongue, wants to taste the first bead of precome, wants his hips to push it deeper past the ring of her lips. ]
[He's easy to work a gasp out of, a needy little moan that goes right up against her thigh before he nips at it. He laughs against her skin and then dips his head, eyes closed and his hand guiding the head of her cock to his lips. He starts with a light lavishing of tongue, working slow in how he circles around the glans, before properly sealing his mouth around her to suck. It's then that Theo hums his next moan against her, wanting her to feel just how good she makes him feel.]
[ Her whimpers are needy, genuine, deeply felt, the tip of her length in his mouth again, deeper and less so with each bob. She mimics him whenever she manages to assemble some level of focus again, wanting nothing more than his taste on her tongue, smearing the head on her lower lip to leave his glossy slickness on the pink semi-circle. She loves him so much, loves his body, wants it all the time, wants him like this, wants his love, wants his come to hit the roof of her mouth while her hips freeze and buckle, rolling gently into the counter-motion of his head. ]
Teddie, I'm close, [ A sharp breath, then her tongue presses flat on his dick, welcoming it back inside. ]
[He is too - this is one of those times he could let himself get lost in the tantric ebb and flow, where they just move together like they somehow believe they could meld into one - or it could end sudden and abrupt, if he lets the heat at the base of his cock have it's way. His hips move a little more insistent, mimicking the pumping of his hand against her before his lips are back around and welcoming her to seize for him, so he can do the same.]
[ She whimpers, mouth busy, noise muffled and vibrating around his cock, needing to swallow excess saliva but needing to taste his orgasm more. Cellar makes a little mess that drips from the corners of her lips down her jawline, eyes closed, amplifying everything she feels on her tongue, her hands, between her legs. His gorgeous, wonderfully wet mouth, his tongue weaving magic on every string that pulls another pulse of pleasure through her. ]
Mm— ahn, [ A dirty, pitiful sound, hips freezing and shaking with one spurt, then another. Her orgasm takes her all over, gives her time blindness that last either a second or ten times that in her head, and as soon as she remembers how to make her mouth work again, she swallows Theo to the base. She wants him to come on her tongue, she wants it so much. ]
[He loves the way her body feels when she comes - when he can tell that he's made pleasure roll through her and takes a humble victory in pleasing her. He can taste her on his tongue, sucking eagerly, working her through the rush of endorphins while his hips roll gently but continuously on their own. Her mouth around his dick and her body so warm and close - he's not far behind, grunting as his lips leave the tip of her cock and he kisses her thigh (bites it gently,) when he comes on her tongue. Then he slumps back a bit, sweaty and overjoyed.
One of them has to flip around and when he gets his wits again, he'll make that move - because he wants... no needs to kiss her.]
[ She's breathing hard, the taste of him in his mouth, swallowed down with another dirty little noise. Cellar rolls on her back, arms sprawled, lifting her head as Theo shifts closer and lies down by her side. She cups his cheek, kisses to give him a taste and take back her own, feeling the cool touch of sweat now that the heat of the moment has passed. ]
That was, [ She starts, grinning and holding back a tired giggle, ] The best birthday present ever.
[He seems to sparkle at the praise, kissing her tenderly once more. He spends a moment brushing her hair away from her face and simply looking at her - eyes low lidded and affection brimming in them. His thumb strokes her cheek, and he feels so... good.]
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I wanna taste you, [ A breath, ] When I come.
[ She reaches down to his shoulders, tries to bring him close, makes out with her husband and grinds their hips together, a gasp and a smile, excited, giddy, so incredibly turned on— ]
Suck me while I suck you?
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You're the most brilliant person I know.
[Now to just roll around a bit, to get himself fully naked - cock already hard, cupped in his hand as he kneels in their makeshift bed and gazes at her for a minute. Even without glamors she sparkles in his eyes, radiating a warmth and a certain glow he can't get enough of.]
What's the birthday girl want, to be on top or bottom? Oh, or sides.
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Sides — I like sides.
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[He says like it's the most obvious choice in the world, wriggling to get close and arrange themselves - it's always so hot when you're in the moment but getting there does have to get over the awkward hump of staring at someone else's thighs or knees. He makes light of that by caressing said thigh, leaning to kiss it while his fingers curl around her in a gentle, easy stroke.]
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Teddie, I'm close, [ A sharp breath, then her tongue presses flat on his dick, welcoming it back inside. ]
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[He is too - this is one of those times he could let himself get lost in the tantric ebb and flow, where they just move together like they somehow believe they could meld into one - or it could end sudden and abrupt, if he lets the heat at the base of his cock have it's way. His hips move a little more insistent, mimicking the pumping of his hand against her before his lips are back around and welcoming her to seize for him, so he can do the same.]
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Mm— ahn, [ A dirty, pitiful sound, hips freezing and shaking with one spurt, then another. Her orgasm takes her all over, gives her time blindness that last either a second or ten times that in her head, and as soon as she remembers how to make her mouth work again, she swallows Theo to the base. She wants him to come on her tongue, she wants it so much. ]
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One of them has to flip around and when he gets his wits again, he'll make that move - because he wants... no needs to kiss her.]
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That was, [ She starts, grinning and holding back a tired giggle, ] The best birthday present ever.
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[He seems to sparkle at the praise, kissing her tenderly once more. He spends a moment brushing her hair away from her face and simply looking at her - eyes low lidded and affection brimming in them. His thumb strokes her cheek, and he feels so... good.]
I love you. I love so, so much.