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[personal profile] windups 2017-07-24 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ that's just fine. a thrill is exactly what she's going for. mei loves the wild look in seven's darkened eyes, can't really get enough of his grin; it's one of the reasons why she kisses him. she wants to swallow that flame up whole, wants to make seven feel as good as he made her feel--as he's doing right now.

she makes a muffled noise into his mouth when his fingers dip in, still a little oversensitive, but it's not a bad feeling. it's kind of nice, actually, and she pushes one heel out across the elevator floor a little to get better grip, then rolls her hips forward against him. the added friction from the toy might just drive her crazy already, and she catches his lower lip between his teeth and tugs, kisses him again, breathless, hot-- ]
I'm gonna drive you crazy, just so you feel what it's like-- [ another kiss, deeper, breaking away only because she has to keep talking-- ] --so every time you get close I'm just gonna take it away from you.

[ another kiss, a little devilish. the elevator slides down to the basement level, and when the door opens she pushes off of him, if only to grab his shirt and drag him out to his office. yeah, ok. she's a little thirsty for her husband. whatever. ]
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[personal profile] respond 2017-08-28 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Everything about Mei is a storm, some days, but Seven has learned how to survive it to a point. She leaves him drowning and dragged down, with so much desire in him that he feels like he could throw himself into her and live in her embrace and want nothing else.

He keeps his thumb in the button, index on the close door one, hoping against all odds that it means that they won't be interrupted as Mei keeps kissing him. Keeps touching him, keeps rocking her body against his. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. If he could cross himself right now, he would.
]

Baby, you gotta know - [ Just like her, he goes to return the kiss, even as the elevator dings to indicate it's reached the so-called dungeons. It's only then that Seven lets go of the buttons, stumbling after her. But as he does, he pulls away from the kiss to trail a line of open-mouthed ones along the line of her jaw. It's all so he can speak against the shell of her ear. ] You always drive me crazy. Just looking at you, just hearing your voice, it leaves me wild -

[ She's not the only thirsty one. ]
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[personal profile] windups 2017-09-25 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ mei sounds downright smug as seven starts kissing at her jaw, into her ear, tilting her head back into his kisses and finding the computer desk. she turns around so there's zero space between them, delighted as she rolls her hips up into his again, again, rocking the toy with each movement. ]

Good. [ she purrs, in fact, because that's exactly what she wants. she's narumiya goddamn mei, she's a queen and a knockout and should always be treated as such.

mei's delicate fingers come up to rest on his chest, and she gives him a push backwards towards his computer chair, pretty much immediately coming up to climb into his lap. ]
Take this thing out of me and don't touch me otherwise.You're going to regret it if you disobey. [ ♥ ]
respond: © ғᴏʟᴋʟᴏʀᴇ, ʟᴏᴜᴅsᴀʟᴍᴏɴ ∗ ᴛᴍʙʟ (043.)

[personal profile] respond 2017-09-25 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Since day one, Saeyoung has had every intention of treating her like a queen. The big thing there was always the unspoken "but," the horrible thing that hovered over their heads for so long, her mission and the end game that thankfully never came.

Instead, there were wedding bells and the pitter patter of tiny little feet, a life that neither of them anticipated. Especially given the bumps as they were relearning one another, thankfully long since discarded and forgotten in the way that Mei rocks her hips up against him. The friction is so good, so perfect, and he falls back into his chair the second she pushes him back into it, unable to say a single thing remotely resembling no to this woman.

His hands would go to her hips, but then she threatens - no, promises - him. So, instead, his hand slides between her thighs, pulling her panties to the side so he can curl his fingers into her to tease the toy. If she tries to scold him, Seven will absolutely say he's just trying to get the chord.
] I'd never regret a single thing with you.