shiftingwinds | [7rings] catchall for omi

[she leads the way!

and this time she does not have a murderbot in her room so there'll be no cucking here. sighs.]

[Now that the door is closed, Omi is kissing down her neck. At the juncture between her neck and shoulder, he bites down and starts sucking. Very intently going to make a mark right here.]

[honestly, that's a good place for it - her robes are easy to slide down enough to bare her neck and shoulder enough to mark up. she gives a soft gasp at the feeling of his lips, teeth, and tongue on her skin.]

Ah...

[that's. that's something.]

[Meanwhile Omi is in so many layers.

He makes a little questioning noise. Good? Does she like it? Should he bite harder?]

[she makes a soft noise, herself, and then nods.

...and then realizes that's probably not all that helpful, so she takes a breath - ]

Mmh... keep going.

[He'll bite a little harder, before moving down to her collarbone. His hands beginning to undo her robes.]

[her robes have so many freaking layers, but once he unties the right sashes and unbuckles the right clasps, they'll come away easily enough.

her skin is smooth and unmarked - well, except for the marks omi is leaving now, anyway. she shivers, trying to stay still to give him an easier time of it.]

[Oh, he is going to make so many marks- but at least he doesn't bite that hard.]

... Tell me how you're feeling? Any requests?

[Now that the robes are gone, he's running his hands down her body.]

Mm...

[the fact that he doesn't bite hard is a godsend (hah). rather than being painful - it just feels nice. a little overwhelming, but that's something she can get used to...?]

Feels good. [the words come out a little breathlessly.] I didn't realize it would be so...

[...nice?

honestly like. whenever she saw people with bitemarks at trial she was just like "ouch".]

[No reason to get intense when she hasn't done something like this before. Omi tries to be considerate of his partners.

Most of the time.]

Nice?

[There's a warm little laugh as he starts kissing down her front, gently sucking at her nipple.]

[that "most of the time" sounds so ominous for some reason.

anyway, she nods again when he says that. nice, yes. nice is a very good word for it. perhaps a bit of an understatement, even; the way his lips trailing down her skin to her breasts feels is more than nice, and the way it feels when he sucks at her nipple is even more than that. she trembles, and a moan slips out from between her lips.

she brings up a hand to her mouth to silence herself, her cheeks flushing a deeper red.]

[He moves further down, leaving a trail of bites, kisses and hickies as he approaches her crotch.]

You know... You don't need to be quiet?

[It's nice to hear what his partner feels and it's even better to hear all the noises he can coax out of her.]

[the lower omi goes, the harder it is for her to be still, and the more flushed and heated she feels. she's trembling with anticipation as he trails kisses and marks down her body, and he'll probably be able to tell just by looking that she's wet.]

I... I don't?

[...it's a little embarrassing to be so loud, though.]

It's just us. Don't be shy.

[He says that, but obviously she can't control how she's feeling at the moment.

Maybe he's gotten used to people who are just vocal and experienced. This is different than Omi's used to, but he doesn't mind at all.

A lick to her crotch.]

More?

Pl—

[since they just got right to it once the door was closed, they're... probably still standing upright, aren't they? or, they were. shi qingxuan's knees buckle, and she throws out a hand to catch herself against the wall lest she actually fall or something.]

Please.

[...that comes out in a gasp.]

[They didn't move to a bed or anything, but the wall is right there, and Omi is a perfectly solid choice to cling to.

There's a pleased noise out of Omi. Then he's just going for it. He's eating her out and he's thorough. Better hang onto something, Shi Qingxuan.]

[

well she's sure as hell not keeping quiet with that! congrats omi you have unlocked shi qingxuan's ability to be vocal. she starts off quiet and muffled, but the longer it goes on, the louder she gets.]

Aaah, mmn... [what can she even hold onto? the wall's solid enough, but she can't really get a firm grip on it. one hand braces against it, though; the other ends up gripping omi's hair, because he's right there.] Omi, please, ahh...!

[Oh! that's a very encouraging noise, and he will be continuing. He makes an noise that can only be construed as into it when she grabs his hair.

He wants to make her come, right here, and he's determined to do it.

Is this sacrilegious or not? He really can't tell.]

[it could be sacrilegious, but if the god in question is enjoying herself... is it really?

and she very much is enjoying herself. omi certainly knows what he's doing, and in truth, it doesn't take much more. she comes with a loud cry, his name on her lips, and finds herself struggling to stay standing, flushed and trembling against the wall, her fingers still tangled in his hair.]

Ah... mmn...

[He pulls just enough away that he can talk to her. But he's still perfectly available for support.

Omi's smile is just a little wolfish.]

Looks like you enjoyed yourself.

[he's also fully clothed, while shi qingxuan is mostly undressed, her robes in a heap and her body absolutely covered in his marks. wow. that's a little embarrassing, in a way.]

...I did.

[more than she'd expected to, honestly. she brings a hand to brush up against one of the hickeys on her neck, and her cheeks flush faintly.]

Did you...?

[Now he'll start to stand back up.]

I did.

[At least with the way her robes are, she can keep his marks hidden.

Until trial.]

[laughs in trial]

Oh, good... I wouldn't have wanted to be the only one who, um, got something... out of that.

[sinjuries.]

[He hasn't done that in a while!]

Do you want to keep going?

[omi your sinjuries...

anyway, she looks up at him through her lashes.]

...do you want to?

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