lobsterbox | Continuing post #51

[ They're surprisingly good at forgetting that. Her answer sends a bit of a rush through him; he can't feel lazy at all. Reluctantly, he releases her and takes a step back. ]

My room, then.

[Tyr's a really good distraction, as it turns out...Rita's eyes practically shine as her mouth curls up in a little smile, and she takes his hand.]

Then let's go.

[ He feels almost dizzily excited when he sees that look on her face. His nerves are too strong to let him speak, but he grins back at her and doesn't hesitate holding he hand and guiding her to the room. He doesn't forget to lock the door behind them, though. The point is to not put on a show. In a quiet but accomplished tone- ] There... [ Just us. ]

[There's nobody to worry about now. Rita, still riding high on all those sappy feelings, wastes no time reaching her hands up to his face.] Better.

[ The fact she's quick to get back to where they were before is all the encouragement Tyr needs to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her to him. ] Now we really don't need to hold anything back.

[ Leaning down, he's quick to catch her lips again in an almost hungry kiss. ]

[Her eyes widen slightly in a delighted kind of surprise--and she might've had a smart retort for that, but kissing takes fast priority, and she easily matches his hunger while holding the sides of his face.]

[ The feelings inside him feel almost like they're overflowing even with all they've kissed each other this morning. He tugs her until they're flush against one another just to have her closer. With a little, satisfied sigh, he takes her lower lip between his to have a little taste. ]

[Rita doesn't even feel awkward about being pressed so close--rather, it feels wonderful, and exciting. Then the way he sucks on her lip is even moreso, and she takes a little breath and tries to get even closer, pushing him against the door.]

[ He gasps a little as he's pushed against the door just from her pushing herself closer to him, but there's nothing about that that he doesn't like. His arms shift to pull her higher against him, and after the initial surprise, he just licks her lips before kissing them again. ]

[She really wanted to get close, and now she stands on tiptoe to lift her face up to him as much as she can and press firmly against his lips.]

[ Tyr never really minded their height difference before this, but it's a little annoying now... Not annoying enough to ever stop, though. His kiss turns sloppy as he tilts his head down more to meet her lips and tries to shift down the door a little to help her. ]

[Rita circles her arms around his shoulders to help, though they could be the same height and Rita might still feel like she wants more. She doesn't mind the sloppiness of the kiss--she's probably no better.]

[ They couldn't get much closer at this point, Tyr thinks, but he wants more, too. It's the sort of "more" that he knows isn't achievable. There's no-one there to judge them for wanting and trying to get more, though, nor for the way their kisses don't always entirely meet the other's lips. Tyr only cares about having her at all. ]

[It's the same for her; nothing's stopping her from pressing messy, fervent kisses all over his face when it's exactly what she wants. It's like all of her pent-up feelings are being released--no holding back.]

[ No holding back. The way she kisses him like that, he can hardly make himself stop even if he wanted to hold back. This is just the most honest way to express their feelings. One of his hands goes up to take her cheek--partially to steady her but mostly just to feel her face. ]

[She can't believe they held back this long, but they can let it all out now. Rita barely pulls back, lips hovering just below his, because she has to breathe in a few gulps of air. And then she's holding firmly to his shoulders as she hungrily presses her mouth right back to his.]

[ Holding back is probably half the reason they won't stop for anything short of needing air. He doesn't even want to stop long enough for them to sit down and save their necks strain. No, he just wants to kiss her again the second she returns, more hungrily and more needy than before. It is getting warm being pressed together, though... ]

[They have too many feelings pouring out now that they've started and while a part of Rita might still be getting flustered at all of this, the thrill she feels from how much he wants her far surpasses it. It is getting almost uncomfortably warm, but Rita tries to ignore it as she shifts against him and darts her tongue out to his lips.]

[ If he knew it was that easy to tell that wants her, he'd be flustered. As it is, neither that nor the dizzying warmth make him want stop. He doesn't even think of slowing down when he feels her tongue against his lips. His arm tries to nudge her up against her more as he parts his lips for her. ]

[There's absolutely no doubt in her mind about his wanting her--or about how much she wants him just as badly. She squirms as she tries to stretch higher, one of her knees lifting up for a moment--if she hadn't pushed him against the door, she could've wrapped her legs around him and made this easier--and, failing that, she just keepings pouring all her energy into the kiss: letting her tongue explore his mouth, sucking on his lower lip, everything she can think of.]

[ When he lifts her leg like that, it makes him wish their position were reversed. As much as he wants to hold it and pull her up, his hand shifts around to grip her hip instead.

But he can only take so much of her attention before it's too much for him. He moans against her lips, letting her have her way with him, heart pounding, until he tries to roughly turn her around with his hands. ]

[Embarrassment has been pretty much left behind as Rita finds that Tyr's moan spurs her on to be even more forceful in her kissing. She resists being turned at first, partially out of habit and in part because she likes having him against the door, but it's only a moment before she lets up.]

[ Tyr can't even doubt that he wants him now with the way she's kissing, but that just makes him want to pick her up more. The moment she finally lets up and he can pin her against the door, his hands reach down to below her hips tug her up. Once they're on the same level, they can really do it right. ]

[ ooc: Dinner time! See you in a bit :3 ]

[And Rita--with a pleased little gasp--immediately wraps her legs around him and tightens her hold around his shoulders. Much, much better. Now it's all too easy to crush her lips to his in a way she couldn't before.]

[ooc: Okay! Enjoy! ♥]

[ Perfect. He pushes against her more to keep her steady as he kisses her back, excited by her reactions, and dips his tongue out of his mouth and over her lips. Having her legs and arms around him makes him feel closer to him than before--helped by the fact he's pressing against her to help her stay propped up, though he still grips onto her from the bottom, too.

Maybe he's getting a little carried away. ]

[ ooc: Thank you! ♥ ]

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