[7rings] catchall for douman

[shiftingwinds]

i'll make this pretty later

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[commedia]

...Ahh.

[A sigh comes from their throat.]

You can do it harder.

[shiftingwinds]

[...well, they don't seem to be in pain, so -

she steps down a little harder, looking down at them over the top of her fan as she fans herself leisurely.]

Is that better?

[commedia]

Nnn...nnn.

[Are they sweating a little bit.]

Oh, that's...very good indeed, Qingxuan...

[shiftingwinds]

[...well. okay. this gives her some ideas, actually, so she presses down harder, and tries to make her tone a bit sharp - ]

Did I say you could call me by my name?

[commedia]

...Nnn.

[They're gritting their teeth now, but the noise they just let out is sincerely one of pleasure.]

Of course not...how would you like me to call you, mm?

[shiftingwinds]

[i can't believe they're just doing this in the library.]

"Lady Windmaster".

[commedia]

[Sometimes you just have to step on a two meter tall jester in a place of reading, its fine.]

Aaah. A beautiful title. Lady Windmaster... [The tone they have is smooth, crooning.] How blessed I am, to be at your mercy.

[shiftingwinds]

[she fans herself, hiding a blush behind her fan. it's fine. she can dish it out but it's harder to take it, apparently? this is barely taking it. she's a disaster.

anyway, she eyes them for a moment or two.]

...that's right. You're at my mercy. [and then she stomps on their neck and murders them!! right here in this pc!!



okay no she doesn't do that.] Is there something else you want? Ask me for it.

["beg me for it" would have fit better but she's still getting used to this.]

[commedia]

[god please free me from horny clown hell]

...Mm. I could think of many things.

[Their eyes close as they smile.]

If you could allow this humble priest to touch you, Lady Windmaster?

[shiftingwinds]

[her cheeks flush a deeper red. okay. keep your cool, sqx. but she nods once, and pulls her foot fully away from their neck.]

I suppose that would be alright.

[commedia]

Thank you.

[And they reach out to her foot to caress along the side of it, trailing it up to her ankle.]

[shiftingwinds]

[that kind of tickles a little

she just tries to stay very, very still, but she swallows as their hand trails up to her ankle, and she fans herself just the tiniest bit faster.]

[commedia]

[Its a little hard to move what with the foot on their neck, but they inch their head forward, giving her a glance up and a smile, before kissing the top of her foot gently.]

[shiftingwinds]

[she squeaks.



and then puts her other hand over her mouth behind her fan.]

[commedia]

...

Lady Windmaster? Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?

[shiftingwinds]

...ahaha, no, you can keep going...!

[she's just a disaster it's fine


she's fanning herself a little more quickly now.]

[commedia]

[If she says so!]

[They will kiss her foot again, before leaning to kiss up her lower leg, lifting up her robe to do so.]

[shiftingwinds]

[it has taken approximately five seconds for them to turn this around on her, which is kind of pathetic. she needs more practice stepping on people.

anyway, she takes a breath to try and calm herself and stay still as they start to kiss up her leg, but isn't quite able to keep herself from shifting a little - she keeps her other foot on their neck, but adjusts so that they've got a bit more range to move upward.

it's silent permission to keep going (because she'll probably get self-conscious if she actually speaks).]

[commedia]

[Douman gladly takes the added range - hands practically embracing SQX's leg, they kiss upwards, before pausing below her knee.]

[With a murmur, they kiss right against her knee, before licking around it. How depraved.]

[shiftingwinds]

[


yeah no she's a disaster. she makes another noise, muffled against her hand at first, but she has to draw it away from her mouth to catch herself against the bookshelf because she goes weak-kneed at that.]

[commedia]

Aaaah. Lady Windmaster? Are you alright...?

[Just looking up with glittering dark eyes.]

Would you want to sit down, perhaps?

[shiftingwinds]

...no. I'll stay standing.

[


her pride won't let her take the easy way out and just sit down right now. she presses down with a bit more pressure on their neck.]

Did I give you permission to stop?

[commedia]

[They wince at the added pressure of the step, letting out a low moan.]

...You didn't, Lady Windmaster. [And they kiss her knee, again.] I do apologize.

[shiftingwinds]

[this time, she's expecting it, so she's able to keep her legs from buckling. she sucks in a breath, her fingers tightening around the handle of her fan, and closes her eyes.]

Good. Continue on, then.

[commedia]

[Douman murmurs their approval, before sliding their hands up lasciviously up her leg - their upper hand squeezes her thigh, nails pressing into soft skin.]

Lady Windmaster...how beautiful you are.

[A croon of a compliment, as they lick a line up her leg, as if trying to taste all that she is.]