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[ringrust]

[Yes, please, hurt him more. He returns the nip to her top lip in turn, grinning the best he can under the present circumstances.]

I'm really... Really, really?

[He laughs, a low, breathless growl, surging with newfound confidence. The hard parts are over; the final stretch is familiar enough territory for him, even if it feels a little different. Each thrust is a deliberate motion, pulling back as far as he dares before slamming back in all the way to the hilt and then doing it all over again, while his hand sneaks around to curl tightly in the hair at the back of her head. He can do at least a little rough.]

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You're really... really good--!

[ It's a breathless little wail, higher than before from the pressure on her hair and neck. Her nails dig in even harder against his skin, raking dark pink lines down his back. Each time he slams in, she gasps a breathless, garbled approval, yes, yes, yes!

If anything, she's getting louder the harder he moves, interspersing her gasps with pleading. ]

Mm, Mallory, please!

[ringrust]

[With the way she's moaning it's not like she really has to tell him that, but his heart swells with pride at the praise (and maybe a bit more swelling down below, too). His breaths are loud and hot and ragged in her ear, and with every other thrust he adds a pleased little grunt, though overall he's much quieter than she is. But it's not for a lack of enjoyment in the least.

Then he stops suddenly, wrapping one arm around her to clumsily lift her up with him until he's back up on his knees, holding her tightly against him. He glances around in a haze before knee-walking across the futon to slump her against the wall instead.]

M...Mmh, here we go.

[He can fuck a lot faster like this. NO MERCY.]

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Ah?!

[ Holy shit, nice. That's not something that she's done before. It shifts him inside of her in some Very Interesting ways.

There's a second where she lifts her head to stare at him, glazed and just plain wanting, but there's something softer under that, too. It's the same as the way she'd smiled at him when she'd first opened her arms to him, and the same way she's expressed her feelings before. Maybe this is too rough to be called something like making love, but that doesn't mean that even now, she's unaware of loving him.

And then she tilts her head back against the wall and rocks her hips up, as hard as she can from her angle. She's probably going to be walking funny for the rest of the day, and she's not even going to be ashamed by that. ]

[ringrust]

[God that look sends shivers down his spine in ways mere touch fails to do. That's the look she gives Luna- Icarus- probably even Maera nowadays, something special and private and warm, but intermingling with that lust haze that he knows is all him right now.

He burrows his face in her neck and clamps down with another bite, but his mouth keeps opening for soft moans of his own, sounding more and more desperate and delirious. Even his thrusting turns more into an erratic bucking, keeping as deep in her as he possibly can, trying to pull her hips even closer to him.]

Peony... hah... nnnh... I...

[Any permission-asking or warning he wants to do dissolves into more breathless chanting of her name against her neck, and even that's probably drowned out by the sound of her ass and his head hitting the wall. Boy, it sure would be embarrassing if there were any guests in the next room.]

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Mmmhmm...

[ She's too breathless to string together that many proper words at the moment, but she whispers nonsense encouragement at him regardless. There's a large part of her that's reveling in how hard he's pounding into her, and she actually does hope someone is nearby to hear. Just the fantasy of that is intense.

But he's shaking against her, and that's more important. It feels like he might be close. She usually can't come from penetration alone, but right now feels like it could be one of those rare times. And even if she doesn't, she wants to feel it from him.

Peony turns her head enough to whisper into his ear: ]

C, come on... Come on, for me--

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[For her... If it's for somebody he loves, he'll do anything-!

There's a fleeting panic that tugs at the back of his mind, like he's forgotten something important, but he tries to ignore that feeling in the one head for the much nicer feeling in the other.

His movements grow even more frantic, his fingertips digging hard enough against her flesh to probably leave even more bruises along her side later on, and then--

He remembers. Sex makes babies.

-Ah. Just the thought he wants to come on. There he goes with a sharp gasp, his movements halting for a moment as he focuses on his orgasm, involuntarily jerking his hips against hers just a few more times to ride it out.]

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[ He'll have to stew on that alone for the moment.

Peony shudders harder against him, one hand still clutching hard at his shoulders (he's going to have a row of little crescent-shaped cuts there later, probably) as she slips the other between her legs. Her mouth hangs open, panting in rough gasps against his ear, and it doesn't really take long at all before she's coming too, shaking hard in his arms. She might be small compared to him, but for a few seconds she writhes hard enough to almost break his grip.

And then she slumps, boneless and limp, still panting hard for breath. The hand that she has digging into his shoulder twitches but doesn't let go yet, and the one between her legs simply slides to rest heavily on the futon.

For a rare moment she's completely relaxed, and then she turns her head to nuzzle weakly at his fuzzy hair, trying to get her breathing back under control. ]

[ringrust]

[He might not know a whole lot about the mysterious female orgasm, but her helpless writhing against him give him a pretty good idea that whatever she's feeling now has to be intense. Just that thought is hot as hell, and the extra friction against his entire body is a nice bonus.

Once it dies down, he lets himself sink down to sit on his knees, too dazed and breathless to think to do much else but hold Peony tightly to his chest. After a few moments he at least raises his hand to gently brush hair away from her face and neck so he can mouth lazily along her jawline.]

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Mmmmmhmmmmmmmmmmmm.

[ It's a pleased little purr, and though it takes her a few long seconds to rally, she tilts her head for him with a sigh. The hand on his shoulder finally loosens its grip, and she lets her hand drift up to pet along the nape of his neck. His newly-fuzzy short hair is tickly on her fingertips. Mmmmnice.

When she speaks, her voice is slurred and lazy, unmistakably satisfied and fond. ]

Y... you're good, my good Mallory...

[ And somewhere while saying that, she remembers she's got two arms, so she brings the other one up and around his neck, hugging him loosely. Most of her is still bonelessly relaxed, but cuddling sounds pretty good. Cuddling is nice. ]

[ringrust]

Hmmh? Yeah...? You're not so bad yourself.

[Sex is great fun and all but cuddling is his number one, not that he'll ever openly admit that. He could just fall asleep like this, totally spent and nestled up against the warm body in his arms. The feeling of skin against skin is comfortable and he can't tell if he's feeling his pulse or hers where their bodies meet, but some part of him would be happy believing their hearts are in sync. The same part that's a sucker for cuddling in the first place. Barf.

But a shadow of worry passes over his face and he pulls his head back with a start.]

I didn't- pull out in time. Is that going to be a problem?

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Pull out--?

[ She blinks at him for a few seconds before it registers. Ohhhhh. Oh boy. She doesn't laugh only because she's surprised, though she does cock her head at him as she considers. ]

No, no, it's fine! It's, uh, I'm -- I was prepared. I've been prepared in general? I--

[ Come to think of it, even Icarus hadn't really understood what she'd meant the very first time she'd assured him about this. It's just not something men think about, huh? ]

I'm on birth control. It's probably not as good as what Kimura-san used to give me, but it does its job.

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O...oh...

[He hopes that comes off more as "oh of course, just what I expected" instead of the "oh what that's a thing?" that it really is. Look, condoms he gets, but this is one thing that was never supposed to be relevant to his life at all. Today has just been full of exciting new discoveries about this friend he's been close to for years, hasn't it.

With that out of the way, he's able to relax more against her, softly pressing his cheek to hers.]

That's good to know for next time.

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Mmmmhmmm.

[ She starts petting the back of his head again, soft and idle. It doesn't take much effort to curl herself more comfortably in his arms, tangling their limbs together with slow sleepy determination. ]

Someday it'd be nice, but... mm, I don't really think it'll happen.

[ Apparently they are at the aimless confession part of the afterglow. She doesn't sound upset, at least, just sort of deeply wistful. ]

Who in their right mind would give me a kid, huh?

[ringrust]

What are you talking about? Icarus would for sure. I always figured you'd have some disgustingly cute kids.

[He's accepted that as an inevitability for years, putting it on hold only when the world was no longer one kind enough to bring new life into. But Koriko is different, and their Arden Grove is probably even better for it. Who knows? Maybe even Maera would be into it.

He lazily falls back to lay more properly on the futon, pulling her down with him again and rubbing his hand along her back.]

Probably cuter now if they get tails or something...

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Icarus...

[ Her smile goes a little strained, and she ducks her head to tuck it under his chin, cuddling closer. Did you know, if the other person can't see your face, you don't even have to try and fake anything? Amazing! The things Despair teaches you!! ]

Maybe he would have! Once upon a time. After everything that's happened, though... who'd blame him, if he decided he didn't want to?

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[He falls silent for a few seconds. He's still a little too burnt out to get into a proper argument, but it doesn't feel right to leave it off on that kind of pessimistic note. So he clicks his tongue, closing his eyes.]

Did you ask him?

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...No.

[ She rubs her face a little against his shoulder, still keeping it out of his immediate line of sight. ]

I mean, it's not not come up, but... I guess I've been waiting. I'm not ready yet, either.

[ringrust]

Hmmmh. There is a lot to take care of first...

[A lot of taking care of themselves, to do whatever recovering is still possible after all this time. What a sobering thought.

By now the air's starting to feel chilly on his sweat-damp skin, and while he would have welcomed that fully at the height of the heatwave, it's not half as nice when he's this tired. He leans over to grab the end of the futon and pulls it over the two of them because who gives a damn if that's not how you're supposed to do it.]

...Look. Whether or not you ever are ready, or you ever find yourself in a place where it's perfect... I can't promise you that day will come. [He knows better than to believe the ideal future is always in reach.] But I think I can say with good authority that waiting for him to be the one to say something, or hanging back because you're already positive he'll say no is idiotic. About this or anything else.

[They should both have the experience to know by now.]

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Mmm... Yeah, I know. But...

[ It almost feels like a betrayal to say it. There are a wealth of excuses and explanations she's used over the years, both for herself and to bolster him. Despair had reveled in how she'd never gotten what she'd wanted while she was alive, and now...

Now even she doesn't remember her own name.

Peony presses a hand to his chest, high enough to avoid the katana scar. ]

Maybe I'm just afraid. I mean it, when I say I'm not ready either. But I also know what it's like, to ask him for something for years and never get it.

I know he's learned from that, but I guess, in my heart, I'm still too timid.

[ringrust]

[Ah... There's something he'd never considered. She always was the more direct one about what she wanted, at least once upon a time, but Mal also knows there's a lot to their relationship that he never got to witness for himself.

(How long would they have tried to hide it if he didn't press her about it? Hah.)

They've all changed so much since then. But he still wants only the best for them. He's just helpless about how to help them get it.]

If you ever decide you're ready and for whatever unlikely reason nobody else'll do it for you, I will, how's that.

[You know, just an off-hand, casual kind of thing to put out there. NO BIGGIE.]

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Mm, that's--

[ Nice... of... you... wait.

Peony's head comes up, almost fast enough to collide with his chin; it's only because she pulls back as she does that it doesn't happen. Her eyes are as wide as they've ever been, looking up at him with both shock and awe. One of her hands wriggles its way free so she can reach up and touch his face, her fingertips light. ]

Y... you, really...? You'd want to??

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[It's her reaction that makes him realize the gravity of what he just said, and he stares up at her, embarrassment creeping across his face. He kind of expected her to just laugh it off or give a non-committal 'maybe' or something, but-! Ah... AHHH-]

I-I--!

[It'd be cruel to claim he was joking. He doesn't even think that he was.]

Not now or anything, obviously!! Just- if suddenly it did become a possibility in my life, then maybe in a couple years or something I'd be ready for it...! What's the big deal? It's not that surprising.

[It totally is though.]

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It's! You, how can you even say--

[ M E N. He has to know better than that, right?! He has to realize how that sounded, especially in the greater context of their lives, their relationships, and after her confessed insecurities. Does he think he's a last choice in this sort of thing?! Mallory!!

Peony does the first thing she can think of: she grabs his face in both hands and yanks him down.

For such a small delicate-looking person, she kisses pretty hard when she wants to. ]

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Mmf-!

[Whoa!

There are definitely worse things to catch him off-guard with. After a tense gasp against her lips he relaxes into the kiss and opens his mouth, all too happy to her her have his way with him. Jeez, one would think he'd just proposed to her or something...

(Actually, would he have to if children were involved? How would that work with the five of them? Ugh- no- he's not going to be the one to work this out!!)

He rubs his hand up and down her back, and when she finally parts from him, he huffs incredulously.]

Didn't I tire you out just before? [Woman!! Where is all this energy coming from!]