merrilywe | ( closed post ) bizarre celebrations

[ Eventually, she gets to really pushing them down all the way until they drop to his feet and she wrinkles her mouth in an uncertain little smile. As expected, there goes her confidence but she is trying, wriggling a little to help him, though all it does it make it seem as if she's just teasing with her hips. ]

Go ahead, [ Nat whispers, chewing on her bottom lip. She wants to kiss him again, but this whole ... exploration is something she wants to experience without a distraction. At least for the time being. ]

[ The way she moves draws a small sound almost like a whine. It's hard to tell if she did that on purpose or not, but the effect is the same - a little extra friction that goes straight down and drives him forward as he tries to get her jeans as far out of the way as he can, which is not far at all, to his frustration. He has to do a bit of shuffling to get his off the rest of the way, stepping out of his sneakers and socks - forgot he's still wearing those - before kicking it all to the side and immediately forgetting about it.

But Natalie has given him something else to think about, so he gives her what he hopes is a reassuring smile, and then both of his hands are at her chest, following the lines behind her back. He goes slowly to give himself plenty of time to memorize how she looks with it on, but before long he reaches the clasp and has to use both hands to try and undo it. There has to be a trick to it, if girls do that every day. It's seems like forever before it pops open - a minute, maybe, in reality - but once it does, his hands are on her shoulders, finding the straps and sliding them off. ]

[ She is the one who initiated this and the last conversation and she certainly doesn't want to shy away now that they've gotten so far. Still, being a private person, she has allowed no one - other than medical professionals - to see her like this. The thin and structured fabric slides down her shoulders and she lets him discard it. Her heavy hair falls over her shoulders and nearly covers her chest, but she'll let him deal with that, simply letting her hands rest on his shoulders again.

It's not as cold as she thought she would be, but that might be because Leo will never experience having cold hands. That's something to be grateful for, actually, especially if they're going to keep doing this. ]

[ His temperature might be on the rise, but he's hardly noticed with Natalie before him. Biting his lip, Leo gently brushes her hair aside, letting his hands roam over her as he just looks at her for a moment, and then huffs out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, meeting her eyes. ]

And you don't think you're hot? [ It's more a statement than a question, but he can't believe Natalie doesn't think so. There's more to this than how she looks, of course, but it certainly helps. ]

But you do. [ She smiles, shaking her head - at least she doesn't sound uncertain about that much. Her hands leave him to tuck her hair behind her ears. ]

I think I look fine, [ A clarification as always. ] But you like looking at me, so ... that makes me feel good. Better. [ Not that her self image is based on what someone else thinks of her but it's different when someone she cares about feels that way. She lowers her hands to curl around the edge of the table, waiting for him to continue. ]

Why wouldn't I? You are. [ Maybe that's fair, though; he doesn't exactly think much of himself, so she's got that on him.

Still, hearing it makes her feel good makes him happy. Hands covering her breasts, he gives them both a light squeeze, following up by running his fingers over her nipples and watching carefully for her reaction. He's not entirely sure what else she likes, and this is the best way to find out. ]

I ...

[ She isn't particularly sensitive but that does bring a reaction out of her as she inhales sharply and stops speaking. Goosebumps spread over her skin, pale but not without some bruises and scars that come with the lives of demigods, and she bites her bottom lip, red and full from kissing. Her legs tighten around him possessively.

It feels good. Strange. She wonders what it would he like if he let his kisses linger there but is too shy to ask. ]

[ That's a yes, he thinks, smiling to himself. Good. That means she probably won't protest if he plays around a little more, pinching gently and kissing her neck, right at that spot that made her laugh before. ]

[ The next noise she makes is caught between a sigh and a laugh, breathy and delighted. He knows where all her ticklish spots are, it only makes sense that he also knows where she likes to be kissed and touched. His hands are calloused and rough on her skin but she doesn't care. Her hands leave their spots on the table and she winds her arms around him again, fingertips sliding up his spine. ]

[ It's a good sound, and her touch makes him shiver even as he tries to get more like it out of her. He continues what he's doing with his hands, gradually moving lower down her neck. ]

[ She nudges her thumbs under the elastic of his undershorts, pulling her hands around to rest on his hips. She can hear her own heartbeat in her ears and she's dying to know what he's going to do next, but she supposes that taking away the surprises will take away half the fun. ] Leo - [ Still, she can't help the mildly impatient sigh. ]

What? [ he asks innocently, completely aware of how the grin on his face must look. Well, if she's that impatient, he'll try something different. Natalie clearly likes it when he touches her with just his hands... so, he wonders, leaning down without warning, how would she like it if it were his mouth instead? Time to find out. ]

[ That... she loves that. She whimpers, startled by her own noise making, and immediately purses her lips. Her legs momentarily tighten around him once more and she stops toying with his waistband in favor of running her fingers through his hair again. ]

[ Well, then - there's his answer. Leo takes it as incentive to keep going, running his tongue over the sensitive skin while his hands fall back to her hips, inside her jeans. ]

[ She curls her fingers, not very tight, but just enough to send a message to tell him to keep going. Natalie is almost embarrassed to admit that she's wet between her legs because of everything he's doing to her. She needs them off.

Hastily, she starts pushing the heavier fabric down until it reaches her knees. ]

[ His hands follow hers, happily taking over once Natalie can't reach anymore to unhook her legs and slide them the rest of the way off. As soon as it's done, he goes right back to where he was before, sucking lightly while his hands explore the newly exposed skin. ]

[ She doesn't know what to do with her hands anymore and they drift restlessly along his arms, his back. She wants him to feel just as good as he's making her feel right now and she, after taking a breath to steel herself, slides her hand under the waistband. ]

[ His breath catches in his throat and he pauses for a moment in surprise. Nat hasn't been overly bold while they've been here, but it's a welcome change, so he goes back to her with renewed fervor. This should be good for both of them, and while he greatly enjoys making Natalie happy, he won't turn away from her touch, either. ]

[ Her motions are tentative, somewhat fumbling but still eager. She doesn't wrap her hands around him but she rubs gently once she figures out what she wants to do to him. There are still too many thoughts swimming in her head and she knows she should shut them out right now. There is one clear sentiment, however, and that's to make sure he enjoys this. ]

[ It doesn't take much; a light touch and Leo's melting against her with a quiet sound, wishing for more but not wanting to push her. Taking a breath, he pulls her nipple gently between his teeth, one of his hands covering her other breast, the other holding her leg sliding up over her thigh. ]

[ The small bite surprises her, the sensation shooting straight down to below her navel, and she pushes her hips forward. They're a tangled mess but she likes being wrapped around him like this. Her hand keeps moving, encouraged by his reaction.

She nudges her nose against his head, whispering, ] I - I want you.

[ Between the way she moves and the way she says that, Leo can't help but groan. He pulls away only to catch her lips with his, wrapping his arms around her and hooking his fingers in her underwear.

Resting his forehead against hers, he breathes, ] I want you, too. [ But their underwear is in the way... ]

There, um, there's a condom in my jeans, the back pocket, because I don't know how to do this kind of thing with magic yet but I can - yeah. [ She blushes furiously and definitely doesn't tell him that her mother gave her this box when she was fourteen because she probably forgot how old her daughter was and that she had zero romantic prospects at the time. Shyly, she steals a kiss instead. ]

I should have mentioned that earlier.

Yeah, [ he agrees with a nervous laugh, extricating himself from her legs to go find it. After a bit of fumbling, he's got it in hand and going back to her for a quick kiss. ]

So how do we... [ How do they do this? Do they stay here, go find a chair, or...? ]

The table's kind of digging into the back of my legs. [ She laughs sheepishly, shaking her head, folding her arms over her chest as she looks around. ]

Is there a, like ... flatter surface? [ Maybe another time, when they're going fast and loose, but today should be different. More comfortable, too. ]

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