[Her tightening around his length nearly sets him over the edge right there. He's peering up at her with heavy lids once she finally turns around and he can see her much better. Obi-Wan all too gladly captures her lips in his as his hands find her hips to guide her back to him, his cock still slick with her but wanting back into her heat as quickly as possible.
He does it slowly, lowering her down over him, sliding inside his breath shuddering.]
[One hand lifts to cup his jaw even as she kisses him deeply, both savoring and almost all consuming as she lowers herself back down around him at his guidance, moaning. Her finger curling against his chest as she quivered herself, feeling only a filling pleasure.
It's then she starts rocking against him again, and she quickly discovers that she really likes this position, growling a low groan as he hits a particularly pleasureful spot.]
[That growl. He grips her hips tighter when she does that, toes curling. Her eagerness, the discovery of what she likes and what she did not, it is setting him off too. The possessiveness he's feeling sated in the knowledge that each new experience is his to claim from her.
Obi-Wan reaches between them, in search. Finding her clit, he starts to rub his fingers against her clit in time with the movement of her hips.]
[That growl turns into a gasp when he finds that nub, whole body shuddering and tightening around him, and as he continues with the friction, a whimper of need escapes her.]
Yes. [She breathes against his lips as she increases her pace in earnest, both wanting to make this feeling last longer and to also experience more pleasure. The possessiveness doesn't help matters.]
You're mine. [The growl is back, thicker with each breath and wave of pleasure as she finds herself closer and closer. He's her first and that's hers enough for Velma.]
Claim me. [It's both a demand and a pleading request. Help her Obi-Wan.]
[The feeling. The need. The insurmountable desire can't be ignored as she growls those words. His fingers dig deeper into the flesh of her hips enough that it might even bruise he's so lost in it.
With the way he's gripped her he moves in a flash to twist them around and flip her on her back, his cock still inside her. Then he's rutting into her like a wild animal, hands forcefully spreading her thighs, completely lost to this possessiveness. Claim her, he shall.]
[The roughness of his grip merely adds to her pleasure, and later the sight of his marks will likely give her a thrill well after. She's so lost in the feel of him that she doesn't even consider the amazing physics of his position maneuvering.
There's a sharp exhale of air as her back hits bed and he slams into her again and again. There's no staying quiet between groans truncated by the force of his thrusts and her trying to breathe, her lips perpetually parted now as she holds his gaze, pleading and awash with pleasure. It's a wonder she has enough functional brain cells to slide a hand between them and against her clit, the other gripping his wrist just to touch more of him. She's so close, but she needs him to finish inside her too, to claim her entirely.]
[He's close too but is hoping to feel her tighten around him before he lets go himself, although it's getting harder and harder to do that especially with the change in angle and the way she's touching herself, it's almost too much. His pace is starting to lose a clear pattern.] You're b-beautiful like this...
[She's holding out by mere threads at the edge of her own orgasm for his. They've found an angle that hits them both spectacularly and she wants to hold tight onto this feeling for as long as she can manage. Her breath comes in rough gasps and groans, but it his words that push her over the edge, her face twist and mouth parting.] Obi... [It's an exhale of a breath, full of emotions she shouldn't have as she tightens around him hard, then again and again, noises of pleasure escaping her with each wave. Even so, she tries to watch him, wanting to experience every moment of this.]
[Obi-Wan tenses a moment when he feels her coming, tightening hard around his length and he can't himself back. He can feel her around him, but the explosion of pleasure spreads out from her and hits him solidly through the Force. He gives a few more thrusts but starts falling over the edge mid-stroke and presses deep as he spills inside her, a gasp caught in his throat.
This feels right. The way it should be. So he's not sure why there's doubt creeping into the back of his head. Those are of no concern. He's got Velma. And she's his. That's what matters right now.]
[Even without a connection to the Force, Velma finds herself overwhelmed with her own pleasure as well as watching it reflect through him. Later she'll realize that this is not how it usually happens, and that circumstances aside, this was an amazing and rare scenario for a first time for so many reasons.
It's intense and raw, the feel of him spilling inside her along with her own orgasm. At some point she finds herself spent, body pulsing with aftershocks and forehead pressing against his before she finds herself stealing a long, lazy kiss from him. Silent thank yous with her lips being easier than words in the moment. The kiss is a soft, lingering claim, happy for him to be hers and her to be his in this moment.
Eventually the kiss breaks and she can't help the smile that plays over her features.] I don't want to move.
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Date: 2021-01-30 08:23 pm (UTC)He does it slowly, lowering her down over him, sliding inside his breath shuddering.]
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Date: 2021-02-05 02:49 am (UTC)It's then she starts rocking against him again, and she quickly discovers that she really likes this position, growling a low groan as he hits a particularly pleasureful spot.]
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Date: 2021-02-06 09:49 pm (UTC)Obi-Wan reaches between them, in search. Finding her clit, he starts to rub his fingers against her clit in time with the movement of her hips.]
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Date: 2021-02-06 10:58 pm (UTC)Yes. [She breathes against his lips as she increases her pace in earnest, both wanting to make this feeling last longer and to also experience more pleasure. The possessiveness doesn't help matters.]
You're mine. [The growl is back, thicker with each breath and wave of pleasure as she finds herself closer and closer. He's her first and that's hers enough for Velma.]
Claim me. [It's both a demand and a pleading request. Help her Obi-Wan.]
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Date: 2021-02-12 02:36 pm (UTC)With the way he's gripped her he moves in a flash to twist them around and flip her on her back, his cock still inside her. Then he's rutting into her like a wild animal, hands forcefully spreading her thighs, completely lost to this possessiveness. Claim her, he shall.]
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Date: 2021-02-26 04:55 am (UTC)There's a sharp exhale of air as her back hits bed and he slams into her again and again. There's no staying quiet between groans truncated by the force of his thrusts and her trying to breathe, her lips perpetually parted now as she holds his gaze, pleading and awash with pleasure. It's a wonder she has enough functional brain cells to slide a hand between them and against her clit, the other gripping his wrist just to touch more of him. She's so close, but she needs him to finish inside her too, to claim her entirely.]
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Date: 2021-03-04 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-03-07 12:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-03-11 10:51 pm (UTC)This feels right. The way it should be. So he's not sure why there's doubt creeping into the back of his head. Those are of no concern. He's got Velma. And she's his. That's what matters right now.]
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Date: 2021-03-14 06:44 am (UTC)It's intense and raw, the feel of him spilling inside her along with her own orgasm. At some point she finds herself spent, body pulsing with aftershocks and forehead pressing against his before she finds herself stealing a long, lazy kiss from him. Silent thank yous with her lips being easier than words in the moment. The kiss is a soft, lingering claim, happy for him to be hers and her to be his in this moment.
Eventually the kiss breaks and she can't help the smile that plays over her features.] I don't want to move.