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[a_shadow]

[ His timing had been impeccable and she can't help smirking when she sees what he's brought for her. It doesn't occur to her to question any of this, not now, not after the way last night ended. There had been plenty of things said between herself and other patrons of the party about suspicions—why are the aliens being so helpful? Why are they providing so much? But being able to benefit from their generosity to this extent—being able to enjoy carnal pleasures like this, even without the cloned body the Ingress had provided for her upon her arrival, and finding a partner this compatible to boot...it leaves her unwilling to question further. She steps back to let him into the room, and once the door is shut she presses up against him to kiss his neck, similar to how they had started their first encounter on the dance floor. She then nips at his ear lobe and mutters: ] My safe word is elephant. [ She pulls back enough to smile at him slyly. After his remark the night before about how she could have been placed in an elephant body instead of a human one, she finds using this word pretty humorous. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[They're getting right to the point, aren't they? He turns his head to the side to give her a little more access to his neck and ear, making a brief, pleased humming sound when she nips at the lobe.

But when she tells him the word she's settled on, he down at her curiously for the half a moment it takes him to remember.]

I have to say, I'm glad they didn't choose an elephant body. It would have made all of this extremely awkward for me... imagine the explanations.

[He rests his hands on her hips, one still clutching the long sash.]

[a_shadow]

You'd definitely have the most interesting fetish on the ship. [ Or among the former ship's population. Whatever. She stays where she is for now, waiting to see what he plans to do, lightly setting her hands on his hips in return. ]

[ryuuzaki]

I'd have to, wouldn't I?

[The fact that she's not doing much seems like an invitation, so he pulls her in a little closer and kisses her -- once, twice, a third time, each from a slightly different angle, with increasing passion.]

I really didn't get to see much of you last night.

[She'd been naked, eventually, but she'd spent most of the time in shadow between him and the wall, or wrapped against him on the bed. He hadn't really touched much, either.]

[a_shadow]

[ She wraps her arms around his shoulders now, meeting the press of his mouth with equal fervor. When he makes his comment she tilts her head a little. ] What do you expect me to do about that? [ Her tone isn't sarcastic; it's expectant. She means this—if he's going to be ordering her around and taking control this is the time to start. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[The look he gives her now is appraising, and after a long moment, he says,]

I expect you to take the dress off.

[a_shadow]

[ She presses against him, letting her chest swell against him a bit, hooking an ankle around his lower leg. ] Make me. [ Again, a challenge, not a rebuff. She emphasizes this with a nip to his lower lip. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[He tilts his head, watches her, then pulls away to the extent that he can. It takes a moment to attempt to disentangle himself.]

Not a very good listener.

[His voice is full of mock-dismay.]

[a_shadow]

[ Her leg unwinds from his when he pulls back, but she steps into his space again. This isn't meant to turn into a wrestling match or anything, but she catches the wrist of the hand that's holding the sash and presses her thumb into the center of his palm. ] I am when there's something worth listening to. [ She's still testing him, watching to see whether he's going to take control or acquiesce again. The interplay here is exciting, though, whether he intends to direct her or not. She gets off on the power play either way. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[That makes his look turn a shade darker, more challenging. He slides his hand down and attempts to grip her wrist, not too hard, while also attempting to pivot so that she's between him and the wall.

This is how she wants to play it? He's always expressed his orders with "please" or "I want," for most of his life, but it seems that it may not have been direct enough for her.]

Take the dress off and leave it on the floor. Don't touch me again until you have.

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[a_shadow]

[ That look and the tone help. She's still smirking as she slips her hand out of his grip. ] When you put it that way— [ The dress is actually a two-piece, with a layered skirt, so she begins by running her own hands down the bodice and reaching for the hem. The top comes off—once again, she hasn't bothered with a bra—and she reaches for his shoulder after she's dropped it on the floor. Half-compliance; what is he going to do about this? ]

[ryuuzaki]

[He's catching on to the idea that she intends to be marginally disobedient, for at least a while. What's the point of that? They already both know what their mutual goal is, and there isn't much reason to lie about it. That means that she's probably getting something from both the disobedience and his response to it.

It's only his second time -- and the first time he's been in charge of this particular game with these particular stakes. If she keeps this up, it could become difficult for him, but he doesn't want to tell her that.

He steps out of her reach, then points lazily at the clothing she's still wearing, his index finger moving up and down in the air to indicate the length of her lower body.]

No. The skirt, too.

[a_shadow]

[ Not good enough. She approaches again, presses her hips against him. ] You. [ She grabs his free hand and brings it to the waistband. ] You want to. Come on.

[ryuuzaki]

[He steps away again, making a point of looking irritated -- and there is mild irritation, but he pushes that aside, getting a better idea of what she's doing.]

I do, but I'm not going to. I don't think you'll respect me in the morning.

[That's more than half a joke, albeit a deadpan one. He reaches out to grab her wrist, intending to bring it to the waistband he's just pulled away from.]

[a_shadow]

[ True enough, that statement. She's not liable to continue respecting his authority in these situations if he were to give into her doing this. Which probably means she'd lose interest in even trying this again. He's smart enough to catch onto that. She responds to it with a small scoff of laughter. When he grabs her wrist, she resists his moving her hand, but only marginally. Her hand is eventually bent to the waistband and she hooks her fingers into it, now obeying readily and pushing the skirt down. She takes her reward right away, reaching out for him. ]

[ryuuzaki]

Good.

[Now that she's done what he told her to do, he pulls her in close, her nakedness against his soft clothing. He kisses her at first, several times, each one a little longer than most that they've tried so far. One of his hands wanders down to cup her smooth bare bottom.]

[a_shadow]

[ The kissing is nice, though with the aggressive mood she's in it's not going to happen without her nipping at his lips occasionally. When he sets his hand on her ass she lets out a pleased exhale, bending her knee to afford him better access, perching her leg on his hip. ] If you're not careful, this is going to be a re-run of yesterday. [ Because the fact of the matter is the arousal that comes from being ordered around is indeed partly grounded in the fact that it forces her to slow down—if he lets her take control of the situation it's liable to be just as rushed as yesterday was. That's just the way she is. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[His tiny smile is intentionally mysterious, and he slowly shakes his head.]

No, it isn't. Well... maybe in one way.

[He's beginning to get hard, and knows that she can probably feel it. He runs his fingertips down her thigh to near her knee, where he pats it and then kisses her again.]

Take my shirt off.

[a_shadow]

[ She likes the look of that smile. She nips him again, now at his jaw line, and starts sucking at the skin while she works his buttons. After this, well, she's just going to grab his hand, covering it with her own, and attempt to bring it under her leg to her lower lips. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[This is bordering on amusing, now. He wants very much to touch between her thighs, but it's a temptation to which he can't yet give in. He turns his hand around, changing its angle, and attempts to grasp her hand and pull it back up.]

When you've taken my shirt all the way off, I'll touch you. Not before.

[a_shadow]

[ That's about when he hits the threshold he needs to hit to show he is going to take charge of this situation. She lets out a little hum of arousal, not fighting this time when he takes hold of her hand. She sets it where he guides it, then spreads her fingers wide and smooths both hands over his bare chest. She tugs at the lapels of his shirt, pulling it backward to clear his shoulders. She's short, not something she's used to experiencing, but in this position she's just the right height to continue gnawing under his jaw bone at the flesh of his throat. Her hands are free to do what they will now. She grabs at the sash, then hangs on, putting traction on the piece of cloth but not trying to yank it away. And she does a full-body grind, like she did on the dance floor yesterday, curling the leg that rests on his hip around his waist. ] Ryuuzaki. Don't let me fuck with you. [ They're words of encouragement, more than anything—he's on the right track, but he keeps waiting for her to act and then reacting to it. More than anything right now she wants to be grabbed and handled roughly and to have her hands tied up, but he seems to be seeking something more gentle than what she has in mind. Or something more reciprocal than she's seeking. Whatever it is, she follows that up with bringing her other hand to her own mound, blocking him from doing the same. ]

[ryuuzaki]

[He hasn't wanted to tie her hands. He's wanted her to have them free to use, for the time being, but she seems to be purposely trying to get him to restrain her earlier than he'd intended to. That in itself probably counts as "fucking with him." Likewise, the way she's shielding herself... he's getting the idea that if she didn't want him to stop her, she'd say the word. And all of this is both frustrating and enticing.

He reaches down and firmly grasps her other wrist.]

Don't assume that's what I'm doing. It's hard to decide whether to tie your hands or gag you.

[But she's making the most trouble with her hands right now, isn't she? He does what he can to get them behind her back, with swift, definite movements.]

[a_shadow]

[ Her hands go willingly behind her back when he does that, her foot returning to the floor to stabilize herself. Whether snapping at her is out of feigned irritation or genuine doesn't matter in its effect on her—she makes a pleased sound and works her mouth into the hollow under the corner of his jaw, writhing against him a little. She sucks on the skin there, nibbling lightly with her teeth. ] If you gagged me, I couldn't do this.

[ryuuzaki]

[It's tempting to respond to her kiss, but he doesn't; a moment later, he pulls his head away, then looks down at her.]

And if I tied your hands, there are other things you wouldn't be able to do. Isn't it a matter of which I'm more interested in using?

[Well, he's perfectly capable of undressing both of them, and they're almost all the way there anyway. He holds her wrists with one hand and turns her around roughly with the other, then works to tie them.]

[a_shadow]

[ She tries standing on tiptoe to nip at him again, but for once he has actually straightened up enough to pull her desired target out of reach. When he spins her around she leans into him, making the act of tying more difficult. ] Guess you'll have to make sure I know my place then. [ She backs against him when her wrists are bound and feels blindly around for his cock, rubbing her back against his chest. ]