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Sage felt his grin widen as she repeated his question, a ghost of a nod moving his head as he agreed to it all. He could feel her eagerness ...the desire to take him over completely, to show him every dirty thing she was thinking of doing to him. And he knew he'd enjoy all of it. It really was amusing, how much he enjoyed this now, with her. If you'd have asked him a month ago, he would've freaked out. Said no way, I'll never sleep with another women again. And here he was. He was certainly glad he'd changed his mind....and no doubt so was Jora. When she finally pressed herself against him, he tilted his head up to deepen their kiss, giving her back just as much passion as she was giving him. He really did love her....more than anything, and he wanted to show that every second of every day. He couldn't express it all in words .. but he could in many other ways. This was just one of them. And it was quite enjoyable for both of them, so that was an added bonus. |
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Jora watched with a mix of amusement and adoration as Sage's grin seemed to stretch wider, his enthusiasm palpable in the air between them. She could practically feel the heat radiating off him, a magnetism that pulled her closer, igniting every desire she had. His silent agreement with her unspoken thoughts sent shivers of anticipation coursing through her. It was astonishing how much had changed in such a short time. Jora remembered the days when Sage had sworn off any romantic entanglements, consumed by a past that haunted him. But now, here he was, completely transformed. He welcomed her passion with open arms, relishing in the spark that had ignited their connection. As she pressed against him, their kiss deepened, and Jora felt a rush of elation. She could sense his love, powerful and unwavering, suffusing every touch and every flicker of his lips against hers. It was a language of its own, one that didn't require words to articulate the significance of what they shared. Every kiss was a promise, every caress a testament to their growing bond. In this moment, Jora knew they were in a realm of their own making—one where past wounds began to heal and new desires could bloom. It thrilled her to think of all the ways she could express her love for him, just as he did for her. Their connection was rich with possibility, and the joy of discovering each other in this intimate dance filled her with a warmth she never wanted to end. |
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Sage could feel Jora's excitement in the way she pressed against him. relishing the touch between them and the heat that was in the air around them - imagined and otherwise. He did find it amusing how pretty much anything they did wound up with teasing, and a majority of the time wound up like this. Whatever....he certainly didn't mind. He moved to wrap his arms around her after a moment, since she hadn't pinned him this time...though loosely enough that she could do that if she so pleased. He didn't mind at all. He just really wanted to enjoy this....the time they had together, the intimacy that came with it. Everything that she gave him and he could use to pleasure her. Give her a good time. It was all quite lovely. (short i'm on the run today lol) |
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Jora could feel the electric thrill of Sage’s touch sending little shivers along her spine. She pressed closer, the warmth of his body melding into hers, creating a bubble that shut out the world around them. It was intoxicating how something so simple could make her heart race and her cheeks flush. There was something undeniably thrilling about their effortless banter that always led them here, in this sweet, teasing tension that made her pulse quicken. As he wrapped his arms around her—so open and inviting—Jora felt a surge of playful energy. She tilted her head slightly, catching his amused gaze, and a mischievous grin tugged at her lips. Was it possible to feel this good just by being close to someone? In that moment, she couldn’t help but lean in even more, absorbing the heat that radiated between them. “I really do enjoy this,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with the kind of warmth that matched the atmosphere. She felt the loose grip he had on her, the way he left room for her to take control if she wanted. In a way, it was perfectly balanced—his strength and her playful spirit weaving together in a dance they both understood. “What do you think we should do next?” she teased, attempting to pull back a fraction but leaning in again, letting the proximity speak for itself. Whatever they decided, she knew one thing was certain: she wanted to savor every moment, every brush of their bodies, every shared laugh. There was magic in the air, and she was determined to embrace it all. |
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Sage had chuckled softly in response to her comment, moving his head slightly to tilt his head, so he could meet her gaze happily. "Me too," he hummed softly, gazing up at her. "I do try my best," he added with a snicker, still a bit flirty. It was true, he really did....he wanted her to enjoy this. So he did work at pleasuring her, especially now that he was learning a bit about what she liked best and things like that. Nothing was forced or rushed with them....it was all pretty impromtude. It was a bit wild and reckless, sure, but that was just how they worked he supposed. Everything about them here was a little bit wild and reckless. And they were both prefectly ok with that. He liked it, if he was being honest. It kept things interesting. At her next comment, he sort of hummed as if in thought, before grinning up at her. "I think you should work at taking these clothes off of us," he mused, moving to drop his hands from around her and work at unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing, eyes glittering. |
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Jora's eyes sparkled with delight as Sage initiated the task of undressing her, his hands moving to unbutton her shirt with a playful grin. She hummed in approval, leaning back into him as he revealed more of her skin inch by tantalizing inch."Mmm, you're quite insistent today," she purred, arching an eyebrow at him teasingly. "Are you trying to distract me from my plans?"She allowed him to slip the shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall open as she turned in his arms to straddle his lap once more. The heat between them was palpable now - their bodies pressed close together, skin on skin.Jora braced herself against Sage's chest, gazing down at him with a sultry expression."But I think we both know how well that usually ends... don't we?" |
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Sage chuckled softly in response to her comment, humming lightly. "I suppose so," he mused, eyes focused on the task at hand, tossing the cloth to the side and then chuckling when she moved to straddle him again, relishing the feel of her weight pressing him into the cushions. "I might be," he mused, eyes glinting. "Though, I must say I do normally enjoy your plans as much as you do," he added with his normal crooked grin. "Mmmm...we do," he mused as she spoke up again, fingers sort of striking along her back and sides and arms happily. It was taunting her a bit, sure, but even so it was half absentminded. He was just ready for her to decide what she was actually doing and have that fun. |
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Jora flicked open the fly to Sage's trousers, removing them slowly. Her eyes darkened with desire as Sage's fingers trailed along her skin, the touch sending sparks of electricity through her. She rocked against him slowly, relishing the growing hardness pressing against her core."Oh, I know," she breathed, nipping at his earlobe before soothing it with a flick of her tongue. "But right now...I think I want to make you beg for my plans."Her hands slid down his chest to grip his hips, guiding him to thrust up into her heat in small, teasing strokes.As she rode him like this, Jora leaned in close to whisper huskily in Sage's ear, "You're so responsive to me...I wonder how long you can hold out before you lose control completely." |
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(real xD) Sage let the girl tug his trousers off, eyes glittering darkly as he caught the look that grew in her eyes as she saw his body. He felt a thrill run down his spine as she pressed her hips against his, though the little nip at his ear was what drew the slight gasp from his lips. He couldn't help but let out a breathy chuckle when she spoke up again, eyebrows raising slightly. "Beg," he repeated in amusement. "How exactly do you want me to do that," he mused, fingers tightening on her legs when she moved him towards her, thoughts scattering as she kept at it. It wasn't much....but it was enough to get his attention. "Well, that depends on how well you play your part of the game, doesn't it," he purred, though it took him a moment to come up with. |
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Jora's lips curled into a wicked smile at Sage's teasing words, her hips grinding down to meet his thrusts with increasing urgency. "Oh, I think we both know exactly what part of the game I'm playing," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction."But if you want a better show... then let's make it more interesting." With that, she reached for the lube on the counter once more and slicked up two fingers before returning to straddle him.Slowly, deliberately, Jora began pumping her fingers in and out of herself as she rode Sage. The sight was mesmerizing - her body undulating in pleasure as she touched herself while impaled on his hardness. Jora leaned forward until their faces were close, her breath hot against Sage's ear as she whispered,"Look how wet I am for you... imagine how good it would feel if you were inside me right now." |
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