[For Iphigenia] Continued from "The Host Club is Open"

[77th_emo_earl]

Continued from here

It doesn't take much to seduce Titus. He smiles at her shyly and sits down beside her on the bed and slips an arm behind her back. "I think that a private party is much better," he murmurs, kissing the side of her head.

Mature content, ahoy!

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[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"I hope to be: I have been reading what poetry that I can find," he says, reaching up and, typist willing, running a hand over her hip.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" She raises an eyebrow, grinding against him a little.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"Ahhh..." he murmurs, rolling his eyes in delight. "Yes, I found the work of one fellow named Shakespeare... rather dry, but he has some fine words... And another named Coleridge, whose poems are like a dream...."

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She reaches to kiss him yet again, and perhaps slips her tongue into his mouth.

She wants to make him moan.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He emits a very unpoetic sound against her mouth and he runs his hands up her back.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

"--I want to please you," she whispers against his mouth, pressing.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"You do... oh, how you do..." he murmurs, tracing her spine with his fingertips, running them downward.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She shivers at that, and continues working her way downward, perhaps attempting to remove his shirt.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He sighs as she uncovers his chest and if she's wearing a blouse, he'll try to slip his hands up under it.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

That makes her gasp a little, and she'll pause to remove her own blouse, smiling a little at him.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He gasps softly at the sight of her and his hands will slide forward to cup her breasts gently.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She makes a little sound of pleasure and bends down to kiss him again, grinding against him again.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He'll lean into the kiss, gently caressing her nipples with his fingertips, which quiver with delight and arousal.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I want to do something for you," she whispers, removing herself from him. Her hand snakes downward, to the top of his pants, and she waits, asking silent permission.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"D-do as you will," he says, quivering with delight so much he can't help stuttering.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

Typist willing, she'll undo his pants and begin stroking his manhood, very slowly and deliberately.

"Is this nice?" she asks sweetly.

And at last we have a shirtless!Titus icon...

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He sighs at her touch, almost incoherent already. "Oh... ohh, yes," he whispers, blissfully.

XDDDD

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

Typist willing, she'll stop stroking for a moment, and replace her hand with her mouth.

She wants to drive him wild, really.

Re: XDDDD

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

That shift causes him to emit a squeak of delight. Then he chuckles with delight, but it quickly recedes into panting.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She takes more of his manhood into her mouth, very gently and slowly.

She's grinning inwardly--she likes this feeling of power.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

It doesn't take much to overpower Titus, particularly with thus kind of contact. His eyes roll back in his head and his panting quickens and his hips lift off the bed as his back arches...

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She continues to lick and suck, quickening her pace. She's...enjoying this, actually.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He's close to climaxing, and he's trying to hold it back, just to prolong the enjoyment and keep this going. But after a moment and a small, sharp sigh that's not quite a gasp, he spends into her mouth, and relaxes under her.

[ohmaiden.livejournal.com]

She makes a little noise, but swallows dutifully, wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand.

"--Was that good?" she whispers, lying down beside him.

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He reaches out and caresses her cheek with the backs of his fingers. "As good as warm sunlight and as smooth as sweet wine," he murmurs, smiling.