She was trying her best, and he knew how exactly to push her to react and just...want. But she tried to stay still when he reminded her, teasing or not, even if she involuntarily shook from the tension.
She ended up laying there, flushed, fingers curled into her palms. In comparison, she looked like a right mess, riled up and clearly wanting more.
"That was before you decided to not have a quiet night." She could feel her ankle twitch under his touch, and she huffed up at him. "Very clearly."
Her arms shifted, ready to prop herself up on her elbows. "Because...I think you decided tonight you were going to tease me senseless. I'm going to need an extra long cold shower if you stop."
"I believe I remember deciding that, though you never know how a night might go," he mused, idly rubbing her instep. As if he was one to leave these things up to chance if he had any other option.
"You do not seem senseless, just yet. Accuracy is important." But he'd also said nothing to intense. This didn't even register on his personal scale, but that wasn't what he was using. He pretended to sigh, as he managed to make slipping off his shirt into an elegant gesture.
"I believe I see the solution to our dilemma. See how close you can drive yourself to senseless. If you're good, I won't have you stop." There was no need not to indulge his own voyeur... tendencies, before adding 'reassurance' that it wasn't simply a matter of indulging her.
He was having way too much fun with this. She had no idea that her instep could be a sensitive spot. Or at least a distracting spot, under his care.
At least he finally, finally took off his shirt, after he had stripped her down and gotten her all ready and waiting for some form of release.
"That's not going to take much at this rate." She sighed, and moved up to offer him a quick kiss. "But we'll see how good I am."
She wasn't sure how she could be...well. Good, when she was going to be touching herself for him to watch. Aerith could only assume that she should put on a show. Though...she'd never really done that before.
"This isn't a performance," he said, leaning close. It was, of course, but it's not meant to be an attempt at a more purposeful show. She wasn't him, and he set his standard for 'good' in a different place as he was pretty certain this was something new.
"Don't think of me." He smirked slightly. "Don't think of me being with you now." He didn't know that 'pretend I just walked in when you were too distracted to notice' would necessarily help. He didn't think there was a chance she wouldn't be aware of his presence, but he considered that a better show than anything she might try to put on.
She felt herself flush as he leaned in close. Oh. He was so close. Nevermind that he had been for the past few minutes.
"Oh. So that...okay." How did he scramble her brains so quickly with a smirk and a few words? He would have made a killing at the Wall Market, if not been the star of the Honeybee Inn. Maybe the scenario would work, pretending to be caught in the act.
With the kiss, she settled back down on to the bed, and after a few moments hesitation- she knew what would make her aroused, distracted, needing to be touched.
And she knew who would elicit that strongly.
That made her hands move with confidence as she smoothed her hands over her touch warm skin, making her sigh in pleasure. It wasn't slow, drawn out, like it had been just before, but confident all the same.
She knew Armand was still there, so she kept her eyes closed as she touched herself, biting her lip. It made it easier to go through with it, not reach for him or get distracted from her movements.
When Aerith closed her eyes, Armand finished getting undressed. He move silent as a matter of course, and trusted that she was too occupied to hear any faint rustle.
He would assure her that she didn't have to have any concerns about not putting on a good enough show. He kept his eyes on her, enjoying the sight. His intense gaze could prove... unsettling, which was another reason it might be a good idea to keep her eyes closed.
He reached out to take her arm before she hit release, but at least this was the last time he planned on making her hold back. "You've been good enough that you don't have to finish on your own." He's a generous man. And he can indulge an earlier concern, in case any worries about her being 'unkind' tried to come back later.
She might have stumbled, gotten shy from his intense gaze. Reminded of someone else who looked at her with such intense eyes, wanting her, for good or for worse. If it had hit the wrong way, it would have been...not unkind but alarming, taking her out of the mood entirely.
Thankfully, it didn't become a problem. She made a noise, offering a little shake as she opened her eyes, staring up at him, panting.
She felt a little dazed, shaken out of the moment where she would have finished.
"That's- that's good." Her hand dropped away, and she looked up to Armand, her breathing slowing. "Yes...please. Armand please."
She wasn't sure what specifically she was asking for, other than release by his hands- or other parts.
Armand pulled her on top of him, which was his preference and so he appreciated that he could say something about being more reasonable considering their comparative size and weight. If it was ever necessary to say something to someone else.
Even outside the Barge, the only protection needed when it came to sleeping with a vampire was against that vampire - and there was nothing that provided that. It wasn't something Armand generally partook in personally, but there was a long list of dead lover attached to vampires in general.
After all the work he'd put in already, he didn't expect this to provide any difficulties, and he'd already prepared himself to avoid any potentially tiresome ideas. He didn't bite her, but he did lean in to kiss her neck as she was finally allowed relief.
He kissed her again, lingering a moment against the feeling of her pulse, but with no true interest in feeding (beyond what's always there, but Armand had detached himself from that feeling a long time ago).
He rolled them over enough that they're both lying on the bed.
He brushed a few strands of hair back from Aerith's face, before lying back. He's more than a little pleased with himself for Aerith's fulfillment, which he felt was definitely one of the better emotions to be filled with after sex.
She enjoyed the touch- though part of her was disappointed he didn't feed on her- to the point she wasn't sure the sigh she made was relief or disappointment.
She felt relaxed, tired, loose limbed- peaceful after sex. The release hit her hard, and she ended up curling against his side, a hand stroking chest in idle affection.
A small offering of warmth since her body was running so hot.
Regrets would come later when she was alone. They always did.
Aerith had said there was potential for trouble, so Armand's feeding days were... on pause, for the moment. Someone had to be sensible, and felt he's proved he has other methods to help her find rest.
He's cool again, the warmth fading away so he didn't have any objection to her staying close. Though, as usual if she fell asleep in his cabin, he generally ended up on his iPad again.
Far less usually, he planned on speaking to her when there was a chance of reasonable conversation. It wasn't as if Armand ever threw her out. The playfulness he could sometimes show when he took her to bed remained firmly there, but he certainly wasn't cold. He's simply not the most talkative person in general, and he generally didn't see a need for some sort of extensive 'talk' as their arrangement was well established.
He was helpful and generous, making sure she got the much needed rest she so badly needed. And she didn't mind him going onto his iPad, as she fell asleep, a source of warmth by his side. The fact he stayed with her as she slept was a source of comfort for her.
She'd be surprised though after when she dressed and was preparing to go that he wanted to talk. He wasn't talkative, was fine with it even- and the playfulness in bed and out of it made her more relaxed with the vampire then not.
"What's on your mind?" She was smoothing her shirt, ready to go. She didn't feel kicked out. She felt better falling asleep in her own bed, and after their earlier activity, she needed a shower.
Armand generally looked up from his iPad to acknowledge her departure. Not everyone got that sort of display of advanced social interaction!
"As you said before, it is sensible for you to stop offering me your blood." It had been the basic understanding established, anyway. "As I said, that does not mean you would be unwelcome if you wish to come to my door."
He could promise basically the same service, complete with not having to worry that it placed some sort of burden on him - even if it would take longer than just drinking her blood.
...He was still annoyed that someone had suggested there could be any problem with the sexual element of their... relationship.
It was an advanced social interaction! It was acknowledgment!
"I think we need to have a break from blood drinking st least."
She came over to gently touch his cheek, and draw away.
"But thank you Armand. I'll remember that." And she'd be by soon, unless something happened. Which...would likely happen as people figured out what was going on.
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Date: 2025-08-05 04:15 am (UTC)She ended up laying there, flushed, fingers curled into her palms. In comparison, she looked like a right mess, riled up and clearly wanting more.
"That was before you decided to not have a quiet night." She could feel her ankle twitch under his touch, and she huffed up at him. "Very clearly."
Her arms shifted, ready to prop herself up on her elbows. "Because...I think you decided tonight you were going to tease me senseless. I'm going to need an extra long cold shower if you stop."
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Date: 2025-08-05 04:35 am (UTC)"You do not seem senseless, just yet. Accuracy is important." But he'd also said nothing to intense. This didn't even register on his personal scale, but that wasn't what he was using. He pretended to sigh, as he managed to make slipping off his shirt into an elegant gesture.
"I believe I see the solution to our dilemma. See how close you can drive yourself to senseless. If you're good, I won't have you stop." There was no need not to indulge his own voyeur... tendencies, before adding 'reassurance' that it wasn't simply a matter of indulging her.
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Date: 2025-08-05 04:52 am (UTC)At least he finally, finally took off his shirt, after he had stripped her down and gotten her all ready and waiting for some form of release.
"That's not going to take much at this rate." She sighed, and moved up to offer him a quick kiss. "But we'll see how good I am."
She wasn't sure how she could be...well. Good, when she was going to be touching herself for him to watch. Aerith could only assume that she should put on a show. Though...she'd never really done that before.
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Date: 2025-08-05 05:06 am (UTC)"Don't think of me." He smirked slightly. "Don't think of me being with you now." He didn't know that 'pretend I just walked in when you were too distracted to notice' would necessarily help. He didn't think there was a chance she wouldn't be aware of his presence, but he considered that a better show than anything she might try to put on.
He kissed her again, before sitting back.
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Date: 2025-08-05 05:24 am (UTC)"Oh. So that...okay." How did he scramble her brains so quickly with a smirk and a few words? He would have made a killing at the Wall Market, if not been the star of the Honeybee Inn. Maybe the scenario would work, pretending to be caught in the act.
With the kiss, she settled back down on to the bed, and after a few moments hesitation- she knew what would make her aroused, distracted, needing to be touched.
And she knew who would elicit that strongly.
That made her hands move with confidence as she smoothed her hands over her touch warm skin, making her sigh in pleasure. It wasn't slow, drawn out, like it had been just before, but confident all the same.
She knew Armand was still there, so she kept her eyes closed as she touched herself, biting her lip. It made it easier to go through with it, not reach for him or get distracted from her movements.
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Date: 2025-08-05 05:41 am (UTC)He would assure her that she didn't have to have any concerns about not putting on a good enough show. He kept his eyes on her, enjoying the sight. His intense gaze could prove... unsettling, which was another reason it might be a good idea to keep her eyes closed.
He reached out to take her arm before she hit release, but at least this was the last time he planned on making her hold back. "You've been good enough that you don't have to finish on your own." He's a generous man. And he can indulge an earlier concern, in case any worries about her being 'unkind' tried to come back later.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:00 am (UTC)Thankfully, it didn't become a problem. She made a noise, offering a little shake as she opened her eyes, staring up at him, panting.
She felt a little dazed, shaken out of the moment where she would have finished.
"That's- that's good." Her hand dropped away, and she looked up to Armand, her breathing slowing. "Yes...please. Armand please."
She wasn't sure what specifically she was asking for, other than release by his hands- or other parts.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:12 am (UTC)Even outside the Barge, the only protection needed when it came to sleeping with a vampire was against that vampire - and there was nothing that provided that. It wasn't something Armand generally partook in personally, but there was a long list of dead lover attached to vampires in general.
After all the work he'd put in already, he didn't expect this to provide any difficulties, and he'd already prepared himself to avoid any potentially tiresome ideas. He didn't bite her, but he did lean in to kiss her neck as she was finally allowed relief.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:22 am (UTC)She didn't think of protections, things that might be needed. She didn't think of much of anything as she sank down on top of him.
The kiss had her tilt her head to expose more of her neck for him to kiss- and all she could offer in the way of noise was a whimper of relief.
No pain, no protests. Just fulfillment of desire.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:27 am (UTC)He rolled them over enough that they're both lying on the bed.
He brushed a few strands of hair back from Aerith's face, before lying back. He's more than a little pleased with himself for Aerith's fulfillment, which he felt was definitely one of the better emotions to be filled with after sex.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:41 am (UTC)She felt relaxed, tired, loose limbed- peaceful after sex. The release hit her hard, and she ended up curling against his side, a hand stroking chest in idle affection.
A small offering of warmth since her body was running so hot.
Regrets would come later when she was alone. They always did.
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Date: 2025-08-05 06:56 am (UTC)He's cool again, the warmth fading away so he didn't have any objection to her staying close. Though, as usual if she fell asleep in his cabin, he generally ended up on his iPad again.
Far less usually, he planned on speaking to her when there was a chance of reasonable conversation. It wasn't as if Armand ever threw her out. The playfulness he could sometimes show when he took her to bed remained firmly there, but he certainly wasn't cold. He's simply not the most talkative person in general, and he generally didn't see a need for some sort of extensive 'talk' as their arrangement was well established.
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Date: 2025-08-05 07:05 am (UTC)She'd be surprised though after when she dressed and was preparing to go that he wanted to talk. He wasn't talkative, was fine with it even- and the playfulness in bed and out of it made her more relaxed with the vampire then not.
"What's on your mind?" She was smoothing her shirt, ready to go. She didn't feel kicked out. She felt better falling asleep in her own bed, and after their earlier activity, she needed a shower.
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Date: 2025-08-05 07:17 am (UTC)"As you said before, it is sensible for you to stop offering me your blood." It had been the basic understanding established, anyway. "As I said, that does not mean you would be unwelcome if you wish to come to my door."
He could promise basically the same service, complete with not having to worry that it placed some sort of burden on him - even if it would take longer than just drinking her blood.
...He was still annoyed that someone had suggested there could be any problem with the sexual element of their... relationship.
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Date: 2025-08-05 03:07 pm (UTC)"I think we need to have a break from blood drinking st least."
She came over to gently touch his cheek, and draw away.
"But thank you Armand. I'll remember that." And she'd be by soon, unless something happened. Which...would likely happen as people figured out what was going on.
But for now, bliss.