perfectteatime

[ The woman hums contemplatively at that. This is-

Salvagable? He's trying. It counts for something. Right? ]

Well, I wouldn't mind a little pain...

Well then it's not really a punishment is it? Maybe I should make you help me grade papers.

[ Oh right... ]

But in a sexy way.

[ It was at this point that realizes: yes, mistakes were made. Bless his heart, he's trying, but it's...

If he hears the sound of fabric rustling or a shift of air into the receiver, don't worry about it. It's nothing. She's totally not getting dressed and just going over there right now or anything- ]

How about bent over your desk? [ Bless her heart, she's still trying. ]

Rosie, I have a roll-top. That would be incredibly difficult.

[ The sounds of crashing and burning. ]

[ And catching fire in a ditch.

Sorry, Byleth. ]

Well, maybe you could show me then- I'll be over there before you know it.

Oh right now? I- ah. Ok.

[ Pauses. Well, she'd figured since they were talking... ]

Is now not a good time?

Hmm? Oh no, now is fine! Shall I... make a pot of tea or are we simply going to ah- get to it?

[ Mm. Tea, talking, and everything she doesn't want right now- Rose doesn't want comfort. She wants to get rawed and not care who it comes from and feel absolutely nothing about it.

Or, at least, pretend that's the case. She just wants things to be "normal" again because she's floundering a bit with all these feelings and friendship talks lately. Being vulnerable is dumb. ]

I figured we'd just get to it, dude. But like if making tea is your pre-sex ritual or whatever I ain't about to judge.

[ Ugh. Maybe that sounded rude? Don't blow this. ]

Some might say it is, but no. We can simply... leave that for after. See you soon, then?

See you.

[ Casual. Calm. She throws back a shot before leaving, just to be safe, and... Why is she already beginning to overthink things? Dammit. The whole point of this was to not think.

She finds her way to his place though. It's easy enough considering she inhabits it regularly. She's wearing a loose-fitting, much too large coat since she 1) doesn't plan to stay dressed for long and 2) doesn't plan to stick around to need anything more comfortable afterward. ]

[ When she comes to the door, there is Byleth, waiting for her. A plain black turtleneck and narrow jeans, he's more dressed for comfort than she is. He steps aside and gestures her in. He does offer something to eat and drink because he's just like that. He knows she doesn't want anything, but it's a force of habit that's hard to break.

One of the guest rooms will do very well. He figures doing this in the master would be awkward, surrounded by pictures of him and Dimitri, he doesn't want to make her feel less valued. That said, when he does enter and turn on the lights, there's a large something covered in a white sheet. ]

I have a surprise for you. I... got it a while back after we talked. I realize I'm not terribly good at playing at ah... verbal. Things. However, I hope this makes up for that.

[ He pulls the sheet away, revealing a large, full-length mirror. The frame is delicately carved wood, filigree and foliage all turning in on itself. ]

Is this suitable?

[ It wouldn't be the first time reminders of how she wasn't valued were on display. A phone screen display of the "happy" couple alight right in her face, the buzz of text messages asking where they were, the much stronger scent of someone else in their bed-

Despite the way it might twist her heart up strangely, she thinks it almost might have been easier to handle than what he actually has prepared. ]

Oh.

[ That's all she says, at first, because it's really all she can articulate. It hits her suddenly, unexpectedly- Here she was just trying to get fucked and he remembered. Thought of her. Wanted to do something she expressed interest in. ] I- It's awesome, dude, I just-

[ I'm horrible. Misty-eyed, she steps closer to the reflective surface to appreciate it. ] I can't believe you actually got this.

Of course I did. I said I would, didn't I?

[ Ah... she sees the glisten in her eyes, and the light tone quiets a bit as he steps up behind her, hands coming to rest on her shoulders but slowly sliding down to turn into a very light hug. ]

I'm glad you like it.

[ He did, but- They all said they would but that was always placating instead of genuine. Fill her head with pretty thoughts to keep her content for long enough. He's one of the first to actually follow through and, honestly, it's more overwhelming than it has any right to be. Even Charlie hardly managed to keep his word, which-

She thinks it says more about her than him that she stayed regardless. ]

How could I not? [ It's a rare moment of genuine vulnerability. Sad as it may be, she really didn't imagine he'd actually... ]

Guess it's a good thing I wore something especially sexy.

[ A finger traces along her jaw, gently hooking under her chin so he can guide her head up, to the side, enough that he can kiss her. Slow, lovely and deep. While Byleth has the capacity to be rough and possessive on request, or perhaps when driven by his baser instincts, this is always what he prefers. He likes to savor everything. When he finally pulls back, that almost sleepy, warm look on his face, he lets his hands slide down her body again. ]

Is that so?

Well, lets see it then, hmm?

[ He's already tugging at her coat. ]

[ The languid pace most set in Noctium has been an interesting change. She was used to being wanted in wild, passionate, and quick bursts, but here? Here, everyone seemed to like to take their time. She isn't complaining, of course, it just gives her more time to think than she otherwise would have. To think about how much she likes savoring things herself now that she's had the chance. Rose would be hard-pressed to admit it yet though.

The small hint of a sincere smile on her face speaks enough for her though when he draws away. It's nice. ]

Well, when you ask so nicely- [ She lets him tug it partway off, then shimmies her shoulders and gives a little shake of her hips to knock it down to the ground. Rose is wearing all that sheer, opaque lace but now with a matching frilly bra that lifts in all the right places. ]

Ah...

[ He's not really used to seeing things like that. His hands settle again, sliding down over her, ghosting against the curves and catching on lace. ]

That's. Very nice.

[ Damn. All right. He pulls her hips to his, just enough that she can feel his interest. Finally his hands move up to cup her breasts, thumbs smoothing over the soft rise of her nipples beneath the thin fabric and lace. ]

Tell me how you want me to make love to you, then.

[ It's really going over well the ye oldy types. That's the best reaction she could honestly ask for. The point of lingerie was, she had learned, to make someone want what was beneath it. Bonus point if that meant ripping it off with their teeth. While she doesn't think Byleth will be that intense, she's been wrong before.

She wouldn't mind being wrong this time too.

This seems more familiar for them both though, at least. More comfortable. She bites her bottom lip at the light pressure against her nipples with the added texture of the fabric. It even gets a small push of her own hips against his out of reflex. ]

Let's just say I don't want this lace to still be in one piece by the end of things.

Ahhh, I see...

[ He's not exactly a rough lover by nature. Only when he's afflicted or it's requested of him. Fortunately for most parts, Byleth is very adaptable. He'll do his very best. This is her fantasy after all, and making her happy is what matters. It's what makes him happy.

He pauses a moment to slide his own shirt up over his head, tossing it away in a random direction before pulling her back against his bare chest. He's not quite as marked up as some of his students, but he's still cross-crossed with a decent amount of battle scars. A hand ghosts up her neck, gentle but still firm, taking her chin between his two fingers and guiding her to look at the mirror as he leans down to kiss a line down from her ear to her shoulder. Fingers pushing down the straps to that lacy little top she has on.

Right... she likes some roughness. He presses his hips against her so she can feel how hard he is now, grinding to get himself a little more worked up. Left to his own devices, it's all sweetness when he's in charge. He tries to summon a little bit of the urgency that Dimitri often shows. He's no Blaiddyd, but people often forget the weird amount of strength he possesses as well. He's just a bit more precise in wielding it. That said, he gives her very little warning when he simply reaches up and rips the top in half, almost perfectly. ]

Like that?

[ It's a bit of a foreign concept to Rose still - someone wanting what she wants - but that doesn't mean it is any less appreciated. Just... strange. Different. It makes her feel a little too vulnerable in ways she doesn't like but is willing to look past for the sake of a sexy good time.

The woman doesn't mind scars; she likes the stories they tell. Even her own, which she's gotten a bit more comfortable with letting be seen since arriving here. Seen, but not drawn attention to. Not really. Rose gives a low, approving hum at the touch before her gaze is drawn to their reflections.

Oh. There they are. She can't explain the appeal of seeing herself when she hardly likes to look otherwise, but it's just- Hot. Does it need to be more than that? Maybe not or maybe she's just tired of thinking in circles and wants to feel instead. The warmth of his chest against her back, the rubbing against her with need, and- Okay, well, damn. She wouldn't have minded the top being ripped, really, but it's just so sudden and neat that she's more surprised than anything. ]

You know what, [ she starts, leaning back into him and trying to catch his eyes in the reflection as she smiles ] yeah. That's pretty impressive so I'll take it. But don't think about it too much.

[ The scars don't go unnoticed, and Byleth is so used to them on his partners he doesn't think to ask why or how. He just runs his fingers along some of them until he slides his arms around her more tightly. His hands are in the perfect position now to tease her nipples, alternating between light pinches and tugs and letting the pads of his fingers graze just against the tips. There's no hurry in his touch, but there's no doubt that he's enjoying himself, the way he's started to rock against her, pants tight around his erection as he grinds it against her ass.

It's hard to read Byleth on a good day, but now that hunger is a bit more in the open. His breath comes harder against her ear as he kisses just below it before taking the shell of it between his teeth. He's better with actions than with words, anyways.

At once, he relaxes his hold on her and slides around in front, letting his hands trace down her body as he sinks to kneel, tugging her panties down to her ankles in the same motion. He was really going to just fuck her how she wanted but honestly... he can't help it. He has to have a little taste, and he invites himself to press his lips to her sex, teasing into those folds with his tongue until he can find the soft swell of her clit to devour. ]

[ No doubt indeed. Leaning back into him means that she can feel how hard he is and add a little bit more friction to that rock of his hips. She watches carefully the way his hands caress her breasts almost with a certain sort of care. It's like a tingly little electric shock that goes through her body at the pinch of her nipple. It's more attention than she's used to them receiving, honestly, so she doesn't mind taking the time to enjoy it.

It's her ears that are the erogenous zone for Rose. She's not sure if that's just how she's wired, wolf or not, but those hot breaths do something for her. When he takes one between his teeth, it's all goosebumps along her skin and arousal that runs right through her. It tickles just a little, too, so she can't help but give a small, squeaky delighted noise. ]

Oh, you- [ It's all she manages to say before he takes his mouth to the heat between her thighs and she has to curl her fingers in his hair to steady herself. People here sure love to go down, don't they? Not that she's complaining, it's just something she's still getting used to. Her legs part just a little to give him better access; there may be a slight shake or two in tandem with a delighted peep when he runs his tongue just right against her clit. When she thinks to look up at her image in the mirror, her face flushes at catching her own wanton gaze.

Yeah. Yeah, she's definitely into that. ]

[ Byleth sure does like going down. Call it a bit of an oral fixation, but everyone tastes different, and it's like sampling fine food in a way. Don't think about that too hard. He certainly seems to be savoring her like a good meal though, even giving a soft moan into her heat as he works his tongue around, pressing it deep into her, licking her out completely until he's apparently satisfied enough to pull away, a wet string connecting his lips to hers for a moment before he wipes his face on the back of his hand, giving a rather contented sigh.

Standing, his fingers drag up her body, never breaking contact as he steps around her again. ]

Now. I could lay down and let you ride me. [ His voice is low in her ear, hand wandering back down to tease her clit again with his fingers. ] Or I can take you on your knees.

Or... [ He reaches down and loops his arms under her thighs, spreading and lifting her all in one motion with a grunt for his effort. He's no Blaiddyd, but he's still got a well of unnatural strength that people often forget due to his lithe frame. ]

I could do it like this.

[ The enthusiasm is definitely felt. It's interesting, in a way, how genuine interest can be conveyed. Even when men did go down on her before Noctium, it never felt like something that was enjoyed like this. She has a feeling it'll only get harder to get herself over that edge after all is said and done.

But speaking of tastes, he gives just enough of one that she can't help the near disappointed sound she makes when he pulls away. His fingers are a pleasurable tether that she instinctively holds onto though as he moves. Another tease, such promises and-

The woman gives a cute, surprised peep as she's raised up. Oh. Oh. There aren't just stars in her eyes but constellations shining bright. While not at all the delicate thing most people perceive her as, she clearly does not mind being treated so. ] I'm usually all for a good ride, [ she starts, smile wide and mischievous. ] But this is definitely a new one that absolutely seems like too much fun to pass on.

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