girlwednesday | DUPLICITY → CONTACT

[holding very still as his fingers move up the buttons, her stomach moves involuntarily as his knuckles move over it, and she inhales deeply once more.

teasingly, she lets her fingers move along his jaw as she speaks to him.] Am I? You should have seen how I looked riding Noctis.

[wearing ray's shirt, talking about sex with another man... she's really earning what's coming.]

[Not just with another man. With Noctis.

Strangely, it doesn't earn the ire that anyone else in the entire world would have received for touching her, much less without his permission.

No, instead it makes his cock twitch and hardened further, makes his mouth water as the images from that video replay within his mind. Makes his hands slip away from her body as the last button comes undone, arm wrapping around her waist to place a sharp smack upon her ass, the sound echoing around the room.]

Tell me more.

What should I tell you?

[felicity had hissed an inhale as she'd arched toward him as he'd spanked her, her eyes darkening immediately. her nipples hardened at the reminder that this is what brought her the most pleasure, this was followed by the best sex she'd ever had. ever. that his asking her about her time with noctis was something he wanted to know because he wanted noctis almost as much as he wanted her.

and she'd had him, too.]

Should I tell you how it felt to kiss him? To stroke his cock? [the 'ck' sounds sharp as she cuts it off, licking her lips as she looks down at him.] To feel him inside me as I watched him come?

[Almost.

But no one, not even Noctis could compare to the way that he wanted her. To the way that he loved her. To the way that it felt when she was against him, when he was inside of her and she was moaning his name.

Another sharp smack follows her words, eyes never leaving her face as he speaks. Even as his legs spread just a little bit more, trying to relieve some of the pressure of his cock as it swelled further.

Another. And another. Rapid and without pause, followed by the palm of his hand smoothing over her cheek, easing away the sting.]

Keep going. [Another, to the opposite now, softer than before.] Make me want to fuck you until you can not walk.

[she knows full well that he always wants to fuck her until she can't walk but her reciting facts about being with noct is going to bring another kind of reward; that ezio will never forget the visual he was presented with.

as the swats continue, she moves closer, straddling his thigh so he can feel what it's doing to her. she's warm and clearly wet, that dampness obvious if she were to press against his leg. she's very close to rubbing herself against him, she's that turned on, but she waits like a good wife. a good submissive, the role she plays when they're like this.

dipping her head, she hums near his ear, taking the lobe in her mouth to bite gently, before she murmurs her next words.]

Should I tell you how tenderly he kissed me, how he moaned my name? [she kisses the shell of his ear and lowers her voice further. whispering now, she continues:] How he fucked me so deep that I moaned his name when I came and then came again?

[Her name falls from his lips, dark and dangerous, teeth digging into his ear sending tiny little shocks of pain along the length of his spine. There is nothing submissive about her, despite the way she gives herself over to him so completely. Everything that he takes he gives back, until it's impossible to tell where one of them ends and the other begins, until there is no line that separates them from one another.

Fingers trail along her inner thigh, sneaking just past where fabric meets skin, teasingly close to her heat. Before hooking his thumb beneath the upper band and tugging, pulling them down inch by inch, until they fall off slender hips and catch around bent knees.]

Moan his name for me.

[it's so tempting to close her thighs, if not for the leg that she's standing over. instead, she's worked herself into a position to be teased with no recourse and she's left with stuttered breathing against his ear as she tightens one hand in his hair and the other curls nails into his upper back.

as submissive as she claims to be in the bedroom, she knows that he loves her like this: bratty and sassy and telling him what she wants; if she ever simply laid there, he'd be bored. it's this kind of attitude that arouses him (and her, too). that's why it's so difficult to distinguish between them. he gives, she takes; she gives, he takes.

she gives again, pitching her voice as she remembers what it felt like as noct pushed her over the edge. pushing herself against ezio's thigh so he understood just how she'd been moving at the time, she dug her nails into his shoulders as she moans the name he's requested.]

Noctis.

[just like when noctis had made her come, she's got her eyes closed and her head dropped forward. her voice is breathy and low, something ezio should be familiar with all on his own. it's only the name that's different, but it's enough.]

[It's enough.

It's enough to make his hands tighten on her hips, nails digging half-moon indentations into her skin until they draw blood. Enough to have something feral and primal rising up from deep within his chest, something that has his moving, slipping forward to the edge of the bed. Something that has him lifting her, spreading her legs and bringing her fully onto his lap.

Something that has him reaching down to undo the buckle of his belt, to slip the clasp pf he pants out of place and pull the zipper down. That has him reaching for his cock, hard and proud and oozing thick streams of precum from the tip, not even bothering to get undressed before he's bringing her down onto him, entering her tight, wet heat in one swift movement.]

Show me.

[she knows as soon as he starts to move that she's going to pay in all the right ways for the things she's said and done. that he's going to leave beautiful marks on her skin that will remind her of how she's spent her day — being fucked by one beautiful man before being marked and loved on by another. she's earned it, she wants it, and more than that, she craves it. she wants him to lose all that control he's barely holding in. she wants to be there when it all comes crashing down and needs an outlet.

he doesn't disappoint and she feels that sting, aware that she's going to have bruises on her hips where he's drawn blood and her ass will bear the handprint from his slaps for hours. she loves it all.

the way he enters her is so smooth because she's so ready that all she can do is open-mouthed gasp with pleasure as he fills her. he's so thick and hard that his cock stretches her in all the right places instantly. noctis is good, very good, but only ezio has every had the ability to hit every spot inside her that she needs to have stroked and she moans his name on a whimper as her head falls back on her shoulders, blonde hair spilling down her back.]

Ezio, please. God —

[immediately, her hips move against his, rocking with purpose as she rides him. lifting her head she presses her body against his as she rolls into it, eyes now focused on his. as primal as it is for him knowing that she's been with someone else, that someone else, she wants him to know that he's still the only one to ever draw these reactions from her.]

Tell me I'm yours.

[Every movement is fluid, made with intense purpose, aiming for only for goal and that was to send them both careening over the edge. Hips lift and thrust, meeting each downward stroke as his hands grip her hips, as they squeeze her breast, as they move behind her to slap her ass. As his mouth trails over his throat, her neck, her chest. As he takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks, laving his tongue over the hardened bud with such attention and desire it almost seemed as though his very life depended on it.]

You are mine, Felicity.

[It's spoken as a low growl against her breast before his teeth nip into the sensitive skin.]

You are mine and you will never allow another inside of you without my permission.

[Even Noctis.]

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