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Gabriel's perfectly willing to press into the kiss, one arm wrapping around her waist, his other hand going up to tangle itself into her hair as his tongue presses for entrance to her mouth.

Talking more can happen later. Right now, he has better things to do with his mouth.

He's warm and there's something insane about it still. Makes goosebumps crawl up her back and her spine when his arms curl around her, and makes her smile against his mouth, even when she just leans into it. The fingers in her hair and lips parting against her own, as much to let him in, as to kiss him harder, to lose everything against the taste of him.

Edited 2016-05-03 02:48 (UTC)

Gabriel's tongue explores her mouth as his arm tightens around her in preparation of rolling her over so he'd be on top, making sure to land so he's between her legs. He ends the kiss after a moment to give her a quick grin before shimmying down just enough to fasten his teeth on one of her nipples to worry at it. Time to get her all nice and revved up.

She's not sure she'd put anything entirely past him at this second, and maybe that's what makes her laugh when he grins that crazy, manic grin that is all mischief and all only his, after flipping her back to the bed, sending her hair around her, and back from her shoulders for the most part, before he's moving.

Before his mouth lands against her breast, warm and wet and sharp, and it forces a moan out of her mouth as she's arching into that feeling, and him, pressed along her body, solid and heavy with promise. Her own hand restless on the bed only a few seconds, before it's in his hair instead, across the back of his head.

He only lets his teeth work over that nipple for a couple of minutes before switching to the other one. No need to let that one feel left out. It too, only gets a couple of minutes of attention before he's moving back up to sink into her slowly, giving her time to get used to accommodating him.

There's a pause after he's fully in to give her a last bit of time to adjust before he's rolling his hips forwards. It starts out at a slow pace but doesn't take long to increase in pace and force as he makes sure to hit the best place inside every time.

Her fingers become a fist before she even knows it, but she's not trying to move him, not trying to make him go anywhere. Not when there isn't anywhere else she wants him to go. Only to loosen and slide down the muscles of his neck, across his shoulders. A riot of movement through her own body, back arch and hips tilted, with her thighs against the sides of his stomach or hips before he moves again.

Before he's pushing inside of her, causing her feet to dig into the mattress, so she pushed right up into him. More, faster, slippery slick skin and the stretch of it having been a while. The satisfying sunk feeling for the barely there second when he is fully in, filling her skin, making her shudder, before she wants to move, again, already. The muscles in her belly coiling up, even as he starts moving first.

A slow that before she knows it isn't. That becomes a slam of pressure, and pleasure, over and over. That has her wrapping her legs around his waist and one arms around his chest, even when they other stays as a sort of balance, while everything else in her just meets that. Thrusting up, around him, over and over.

He continues to build up the pace and force of his thrusts until his hips are snapping forwards to drive himself in deep and hard. For his part, it's been awhile since he's been with an actual person instead of a construct. Sure, the constructs are far more capable of keeping up with him than a human is but it's not quite the same.

So he drives himself into her repeatedly as he listens to her reactions on all levels; working on encouraging her to completion as he races to his own. It's always fun when he and his partner orgasms at the same time, even if he doesn't mind coming second.

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