OPEN POST: Claude von Riegan - Fire Emblem: Three Houses

[leicesters]

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[fiveyearnap]

[ He likes it, but not as much, it seems. There’s no way for her to ask him what he likes, either, so she resorts to experimentation. Her hands venture south, fingers trailing down along the muscles of his abdomen.

She knows from experience that the apex of her thighs is especially sensitive, and though Khalid is different from her, maybe that holds true for him as well. She’s seen animals mating over the years, and while some have extensive courtship rituals, there’s often very little preamble to the act itself—no lingering touches before or after.

Byleth doesn’t want it to be like that for them, though. Her hands are deliberate as she feels the planes of his muscles, the texture of his skin. She kisses him again, eager to please. When her fingers brush his cock, it’s a tentative thing. She watches his face for a reaction. ]

[leicesters]

[He bites his lip in a stifled moan, and it takes a great deal of self-control not to buck into her touch. So perhaps his body is much more eager than he'd like to let on -- what of it? Even to surrender this level of control to her is more than he expected from someone as closed off as he is.]

Go on. [He whispers, closing his eyes and kissing the warm ridge of her collarbone.] Don't stop.

[It doesn't matter if she can understand him, so long as she can see or hear how he feels.]

[fiveyearnap]

[ She can't understand his words but she hardly needs to when his body speaks just as clearly. A little more confidently this time, she takes him in hand. She's still not experienced--that much is obvious--but what she lacks in practice she makes up for in her earnest, open desire. Her grip is a little too light, but better that than too hard with strength like hers.

Byleth's free hand doesn't stay free too long; she seeks her own pleasure as well, running her fingers over her slick folds. The sounds she makes are not entirely human, soft crooning whines and moans. She says his name, too, as if he hung the stars somehow.

As she grows more aroused, Khalid will undoubtedly feel the ambient temperature increase as heat rolls off her body like she's running a furnace in her ribs. Sweat beads on her skin, streaking down to drip onto his skin, or the fur beneath them. ]