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Sadde knocks on Isabella's door at 7PM sharp.
Sadde and Isabella in Eclipse
eclipsi
Here, in context, are Isabella's legs. ...There's a bruise on the clonked knee but it doesn't seem to be troubling her here and now.
Isabella resumes centimeter-by-centimeter inspection. Starting with Sadde's face, which requires thorough kissing.
Isabella resumes centimeter-by-centimeter inspection. Starting with Sadde's face, which requires thorough kissing.
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And, when applicable, Sadde returns the kissing.
When not? Familiar noises with an unfamiliar urgency to them.
When not? Familiar noises with an unfamiliar urgency to them.
eclipsi
Oh, is something urgent? Isabella hasn't noticed. Isabella is busy over here giving minute attention to all of Sadde's individual ribs. And then skipping a step on her way down the legs.
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Sadde does a pretty convincing job of being tied up, what with her toes curling but her legs staying in place. There are, naturally, other cues, both auditory and visual, of the effect Isabella is having on her.
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At long, long last, Isabella has run out of less possibly urgent-seeming places to nibble on.
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Oh no! A loss of coherency! Maybe she'll get it back if Isabella starts backtracking? Like she's thinking maybe she'll just do it all over again in reverse.
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Isabella sits up at once. She's smirking but she does still say, "Do you want me to stop? Because that's what 'no' means."
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And Sadde's still 'tied up' so she doesn't exactly move. "No! I want you to—to—continue, please-"
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So Isabella goes back to where she was at the end of her journey... nibbles a little... and resumes her frustrating backing-up path.
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"Gods, please, come back, please, ma'am—"
Her voice keeps catching at the ends of her sentences, turning into a whine or a whimper, a shuddering breath.
Her voice keeps catching at the ends of her sentences, turning into a whine or a whimper, a shuddering breath.
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Hmmmmmm.
All right.
...For about twenty seconds and then Isabella is reinvestigating other places that need attention. Slightly less boring places than randomly selected ribs, though. A little higher up.
All right.
...For about twenty seconds and then Isabella is reinvestigating other places that need attention. Slightly less boring places than randomly selected ribs, though. A little higher up.
eclipsi
Well, that's nice to hear.
Kisses time!
...And oh look at that Isabella has a hand free look where it's gotten to. And it's moving.
Slowly.
Very very slowly.
Kisses time!
...And oh look at that Isabella has a hand free look where it's gotten to. And it's moving.
Slowly.
Very very slowly.
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What little movement Sadde allows her body while making sure her wrists and ankles are bound by invisible rope happens. She returns the kisses in earnest, and her body thrums like a guitar string under her touch.
eclipsi
What a lovely responsive creature Isabella has imaginary-tied-to-her-bed.
If Sadde's not going to produce any requests then she could go on for ages like this, kissing various things, propping herself up with one hand, the other doing its impression of a very frustratingly located sloth in quicksand.
If Sadde's not going to produce any requests then she could go on for ages like this, kissing various things, propping herself up with one hand, the other doing its impression of a very frustratingly located sloth in quicksand.
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Sadde might work up the courage to request.
"Ma'am... if you'd... can... f—faster...?"
"Ma'am... if you'd... can... f—faster...?"