just what I needed

roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night
you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

He can indulge in her — that’s his intention at the very least, driving her wild with his tongue and hand as her fingernails dig into his scalp. Uldren pulls back just enough to catch his breath, but makes up for it as he slips a finger into her, testing the waters so to speak before he adds another in, recovering his breath enough to return his mouth to her.

He continues the speed at which he devours her, incapable of keeping the quiet groans from slipping from his throat, readjusting just enough to make it easier on his spine while also giving her the ability to move herself wherever she needs to in order to tip over that edge.

Uldren

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She lifts her hand a bit from his hair to let him pull back, even if it draws another small frustrated groan from her, it is soon followed by more breathy moans as his fingers slip inside and his mouth returns to her. It drives up the growing heated sensation and she continues moving herself against his touch as much as she can without risking causing any discomfort for him. That tension building up, dragging her closer and closer with the telltale pace of her breathing

However, before it can go further, she slides one leg down from his shoulder and moves herself away enough to break the contact with his mouth, the hand in his hair giving it a gentle tug before reaching down to his shoulder. "I want you... With me." She manages to get out between the heavy breaths, the hand at his shoulder giving him another light tug, trying to make him come back up over her. To get his warm body against hers again, to have all of him.

roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night
you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

Even if there are bits and pieces of discomfort, Uldren’s invested right now to the point where it all feels good, content to continue to drive her toward the edge right here where they lay if she let him. She doesn’t, though, and as she pulls away he lifts up slightly, peering at her from between her legs, until her words register in his mind.

He kisses a path up her thigh and stomach, hauling himself up to fit better between her legs as he brings his torso back over hers, kissing a path the entire way up, before one hand moves toward the drawer by her head to retrieve protection, slipping it on easily after tearing it open with his teeth. And once he has, he leans back over her, propped up with one hand to peer down at her with a roguish smirk while the other remains between his legs, spurring himself on to try and catch up with her. “Show me?” Just how she wanted him.

Uldren

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The pause is frustrating, even if she did it to herself. It's not uncomfortable in any way, just frustrating, but she takes the moment to do what she can to catch her breath and calm herself at least a tiny bit while he kisses his way up. Though the touch of his lips against her skin still sends small shivers through her, her hands moving to softly stroke across his chest and along his sides as he comes up over her. Lifting herself up a bit from the bed, she trails small kisses across his neck while he is busy searching around in the drawer, then lays back down against the mattress.

She looks up at him, still flushed and a bit out of breath, but his smirk brings one to her own lips as well and there's a spark in her eyes at his question. Her hands move to grab at his shoulders to roll him over onto his back instead, hauling herself up on her knees astride his hips and she leans down to press her lips firmly to his. One of her hands leaves his shoulder, slowly trailing down his chest and stomach until she reaches his hand between his legs, gently grasping it to move it to her hip instead so she can use her own hand to line them up and slowly start sinking down onto him.

roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night
you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

It’s an easy request, bolstered by the feel of her lips against his skin while he grabs everything he needs, and when she smirks back up at him, Uldren’s gaze flickers a little bit more playful when her hands move up along his shoulders and presses against him to roll him over. He goes easily, of course, situating himself with his back to the blankets and the pillows, peering up at her as her hand trails down, guiding his to her hip which he certainly has no qualms with doing.

His free hand lifts to her hair, tangling his fingers into the dark threads as their lips press firmly, and when she sinks down onto him he groans into the kiss, letting her take the lead for a few moments despite how his legs tremble with his own restraint.

Uldren

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She takes it slow, getting used to the feeling as she continues to carefully push herself down further and she smiles against Uldren's lips at the sound of the groan and how his legs tremble. Her hand travels back up across his body to his shoulder again to offer herself some support with her arms, not fully resting her body against his but keeps herself leaned down low enough to continue the kiss, only breaking it off long enough for a few breaths when needed.

It doesn't take long at all for her own lingering need and frustration to start chip away at the little self-control she tries to maintain for the moment, her hips starting to roll against him as she lifts herself up a bit before fully sinking down onto him again with a soft moan into the kiss. Still managing to keep it slow, all on purpose to try and draw that restraint away from Uldren and the usual teasing look is in her eyes when she opens them enough to peer down at him with a small smirk and nips playfully at his lip at the same time as she slowly rolls her hips down against him again. "Don't hold back." It's a breathy whisper, almost gasped out against his lips with her faster breathing and she might be saying it out loud to herself as much as she is urging him on.

roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night
you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

It’s a smooth and serene movement that she makes, hovering above him as she sinks down onto him, their kiss muffling most of the sound that leaves Uldren — even the breathy laugh when she nips at his lower lip, a smirk tugging on his lips as he pushes back into the kiss, still restraining himself as she starts to move. A shiver races down his spine as he gives in, another soft groan slipping from him each time she moves, fingertips digging into her hips with each movement, encouraging as much as she can.

Her breathy whisper is all he really needs, taking it to heart as she continues her idle movements and his hands tighten on her hips to keep her still, rocking his hips into her with a louder rumble of a sound. He pushes up just enough to press his lips to hers again, trailing down toward her jaw and neck as he picks up the pace, body aching with need.

Uldren

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It takes most of her willpower to continue those slow movements, small muffled groans slipping from her throat into the kiss as well as his fingers dig into her hips, until his grip on her tightens after her whisper. Her lips press back against his with another muted moan as he starts to push into her, her hips almost straining against his grip in a mix of her trying to let him keep her still, while also wanting to give in to the urge to move with him.

The grip on his shoulders tightens and her legs tense and press against him as he picks up the pace, and hoarse moans leave her with the gasping breaths, no longer muted as his lips leave hers. Her head tilts back a bit, exposing her neck more to him when his lips start to trail along her jaw and more of her own restraint drains away, her hips trying pushing against the grip his hands have on her to rock herself with him in a desperate need to drag herself closer to that edge again.

roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night
you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own

His hands move, one remaining at her hip to press in and keep her there while the other lifts toward her long hair, fingertips tangling into it as she exposes more of her neck and his hot breaths and moans press against her pale skin as he presses his kisses to the column of her throat, teeth scraping gently, as if debating between wanting to nip at her skin.

The rest of him continues to work with her, driving himself into her at an intense pace, the hand at her hip loosening so that she can rock with him too, but it doesn’t stop his blunt fingernails from digging in, slipping up her side, leaving a soft little scratchy path. He’s getting close, but he needs her to fall over it first, and the pace he sets seems to suggest it.

Uldren

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Her breath comes out short and fast, as well as somewhat strained at this point but it is nothing she cares about. Any thoughts of illness and any kind of discomfort are as far back in her mind as possible and all that fills her consciousness is the burning need. Uldren's lips pressing against her throat and the faint feel of his teeth against her skin sends shivers through her whole body.

The moment his hand looses its grip of her hip, she begins to move with him. Managing to match his pace and the burning tension within her grows with each of their movements. His scratching nails draws a quiet groan out of her and her own nails press against his skin when her grip of his shoulders tightens further as she pushes herself down closer against him.

It doesn't take long from there and her lips finds the side of his neck as well, pressing hard against his skin before parting for her teeth to bite in with a hoarse moan as everything finally push her over the edge, leaving her twitching and quivering on top of him.