[It's a talent. He's very good at idiocy, at thinking on his feet and bailing himself out. He proved it on Saturday and he's proven it now, but in this moment when he feels her kissing back he wraps an arm around her waist to pull her closer to him. He's aware she's doing the same and he allows himself to lean into her hold, grinning into that kiss and letting it linger for a little longer than usual. He pulls back just enough to work his mouth over her chin and down to whatever part of her skin he can reach around her neck and shoulders. The message here is pretty clear. Less talking, more doing.]
[She lets him have the reins this time without her usual games -- and, y'know, a welcome lack of ice cream. Her hands are busy enough tugging at the hem of his shirt like she'd rip it to shreds if she still had the claws, but she doesn't try to buck him away. A sigh escapes her instead, a feather-like note of relief; the lust itself it so overwhelming she almost detests it, but she can't complain with Junpei lining kisses down her throat, either.
-- But really, that shirt needs to go. The moment he leans back enough to allow it, Tamamo twists and tugs until it's over his head and thrown off the side of the bed completely, and then her mouth is on his neck, biting down in an almost possessive gesture]
[Lust is a powerful motivator and at the same time, it's not like he's not attracted to Tamamo on a normal basis anyway. There are things about her that get to him and even if this makes him a furry he's not putting too much thought into it. It's her personality that feels comfortable and familiar, a kind of ruthlessness he's become familiar with teamed with a sort of happiness that comes with surprising her and knowing different parts of her.
But that's all a little too much to be thinking about in the moment, so he doesn't. Instead, he breaks the kiss and holds his arms up to help rid himself of the shirt, flipping them so she's on top and she can bite. A low groan follows and his hands skate across her shoulder and down her back, already pulling her closer and also trying to find a way between her legs. Normally he'd be a little more prone to taking his time, but...nah. Possessive behavior is also something he can get behind, and he tilts his head back to give her further access to his neck.]
[Honestly bless him, Tamamo's preferences for being on top aren't just because she hates being bossed around; ever tried laying on your back with three fluffy tails? It's a tricky business, and at least this way she can maneuver with freedom, a smirk crossing her face as she straddles his lap in repayment.]
Is that better? Goodness, you're impatient today.
[So long as she breathes, she's going to tease somebody -- never mind she's perhaps more out of breath than he for once, and her neediness means her teeth are a little sharper than usual against Junpei's neck. She'll apologize by lapping at the wound with her tongue, and then immediately scooting down to nip at his exposed collar bone. Apparently being her chew toy is his punishment for starting this.]
[He kind of wants to pet the tails but he's a little busy at the moment. She's on his lap and she can probably immediately tell that he's worked up already, a hand running up her spine even when she bites at him. The sharpness of her teeth following by the lap of her tongue is enough to draw a shudder from him beneath her. There's another almost possessive little sound when she nips again, hands strong and steady while holding her hips to bring her down against him as close as possible.]
Like that's my fault? [Except for the part where it is, and he knows it given the grin on his face.] It seems rude to keep someone waiting.
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-- But really, that shirt needs to go. The moment he leans back enough to allow it, Tamamo twists and tugs until it's over his head and thrown off the side of the bed completely, and then her mouth is on his neck, biting down in an almost possessive gesture]
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But that's all a little too much to be thinking about in the moment, so he doesn't. Instead, he breaks the kiss and holds his arms up to help rid himself of the shirt, flipping them so she's on top and she can bite. A low groan follows and his hands skate across her shoulder and down her back, already pulling her closer and also trying to find a way between her legs. Normally he'd be a little more prone to taking his time, but...nah. Possessive behavior is also something he can get behind, and he tilts his head back to give her further access to his neck.]
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Is that better? Goodness, you're impatient today.
[So long as she breathes, she's going to tease somebody -- never mind she's perhaps more out of breath than he for once, and her neediness means her teeth are a little sharper than usual against Junpei's neck. She'll apologize by lapping at the wound with her tongue, and then immediately scooting down to nip at his exposed collar bone. Apparently being her chew toy is his punishment for starting this.]
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Like that's my fault? [Except for the part where it is, and he knows it given the grin on his face.] It seems rude to keep someone waiting.