After hours kind of Sass

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[magicafterhours]

Rules & Guidelines for this blog

I've had this blog for a few months now, but figured it's about time that I put something up. I only give this URL out to those that I want to give it out to. In other words, this is a private and very selective blog.

This blog is VERY not safe for work. Both mun and muse are 18+ and any of my RP partners & their muse MUST be as well. If I find out that you aren't, I'll block you. No questions asked, since I'm well into my 30s. If pushed, this ruling will be made for no one under 21. I have been rping on this site since 2012.

I will not RP with anyone that I have not previously written with before or have not discussed things before with. The blog in question is for @ofteaandmagic doesn't matter, what either. I just have to know that we've written. Period. Bottom line and I won't budge on this factor.

3. There must be some kind of previous interaction, I'm fine with pre-established relationships, but only to a point. We have to build things up to smut. In other words, things WON'T be straight smut right out of the starting gate.

4. RPing smut is my choice and my choice alone. Don't force things, either with myself or my muse. We'll get along just fine otherwise.

5. Art for icon/mobile header done by the incredible & a whole other string of words that I could fill this whole pinned with it by @dreamawoken

Thank you in advance,

Mellie mun

Rules updated September 10th 2025

[multisuperflirty]

If things ended a little sooner than they might have initially anticipated, so be it. Maurice had never seen this as trying to fight a natural urge or do anything other than what was completely natural. What felt right. It didn't take away from the magic of the moment, of how beautiful a step this was for them in that moment. Plus, they would have more than enough time to work up to those long, passionate nights.

For now? He wasn't thinking about that. Focused instead on the moment before him, in the way his partner had shivered, in the way they, at last, came together. Not fully, of course, but enough that he no longer needed to give himself a helping hand and used it instead to keep himself more or less from lying completely flat. He paused after, giving them both a moment to adjust.

"Doing alright?" And to check in, naturally. His other hand raised to brush a few blonde strands from his partner's face, his smile immaculate. He knew he didn't have anything real to fear here, but he was a man who, at times, thrived on confirmations. This time was no different.

Still, there was no question of his desire to continue if Mellie did. Bonkers as the brief thought was. As if they weren't on the same page here. The heat between them wasn't in question, their desire for one another even less so. Still, there was something even more pleasurable about keeping things slow. And they had all the time in the world.

All the time to explore, lavish, and enjoy one another. Even if things were going to be a little short-lived, it was no less special, this time between them.

[magicafterhours]

The length of their evening was the least of her concerns and worries, something of which she figured was the same for her partner. After all, the way they currently were was completely natural and something even Mellie could tell both them had wanted for who knew how long. Not that such a thing mattered. This was just the beginning of a beautiful new chapter. One of which they'd explore together.

It went without saying that he was more than aware of how her body was reacting, must like his had just moments before. How they'd come together almost fully, the thought of not being able to tell where she began, and he ended enticing. Though she did notice how his hand shifted, which allowed for both of them to adjust. Not just herself--it was a big step to take together.

"I'm just fine and so in love with you." Her own smile spoke volumes, not only in that she indeed was, but to reaffirm those words that were no less true. Ones of which he was searching for. Besides, she knew all too well, those little words were just what he needed. Something she happily gave.

"And what 'bout my baby….?" If he could check in, so could she and check in was what she chose to do. Not that Mellie had any doubts about either of them wanting to continue. Because it was so very, very obvious that both parties did. Always on the same page with one another, but now both would be even more so after this evening. Not that she'd ever had a single doubt there.

Funny how the world outside their bedroom seemed to stand frozen in time. As if nothing else besides this moment between them existed. To her, nothing else truly did.

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[lvmimis]

anyway. one leg over the shoulder for support and love and care while they're stroking into you making you feel good, and yes, prolonged eye contact as usual because if they're gonna be deep in your guts they should be looking deep into your soul too

[multisuperflirty]

It would have been hard for Maurice not to react to his partner slipping anything over his arousal, but he didn't think that was exactly uncommon knowledge. He had very little control over what it did in that moment, but...well, it wasn't odd by any means either. Totally normal, and where Mellie was involved it was more than expected on the brunette's part.

The next step was obvious, but Maurice had always worked on a mutual agreement sort of design. This was no different, and he would argue this was the most important case of it to date. Second only to his proposal, naturally. Though the answer here was far more alluring. Again, his eyes had wandered, just for a moment, to his partner's open invitation.

It didn't get much more obvious than that, and even he wasn't that oblivious.

With arms shifting to either side of her as he brought their bodies that much closer, Maurice had taken to catching her lips again. Then her jawline, neck and shoulder. Be it a distraction or the perfect excuse to pepper her with more affection, he would leave that for her to decide, but all it took was one shift for the tip of his length to brush against her folds.

Again, he couldn't have helped the small shiver if he tried. That beautiful anticipation welling up below his stomach at the warmth alone. All the while, despite his lips being occupied, his attention was Mellie. On her reactions, her tells, as he let that bare trace of himself graze along her inner folds, not searching for what he, or both of them, needed just yet.

A short-lived sentiment, thankfully, as all his weight was soon supported by one arm. His other hand took diligence in lining himself up before his hips took it that one step further, his breath catching again as warmth began to surround him.

[magicafterhours]

Her partner wasn't the only one wanting a reaction this evening, Mellie herself was hoping for such a thing. Plus, she knew from previous experience that a man couldn't very well control that part of his body in such a moment. Maurice was obviously no different in that department, not that she was the least bit surprised. In her eyes it was entirely normal and wanted.

Everything they'd done so far was of a mutual agreement, just like every moment that came between them would be the very same. And if he would argue such a point? Well, it went without saying that there wouldn't be an argument in the slightest, one of those natural agreements as per usual for them. Yet she did notice how her partner's gaze wandered once more, after all her invitation was as open as her folds.

At least her body had reacted in such a way all on its own, her opposite hand down there hadn't been necessary.

The shift of his arms, along with the return of where his lips ended up on her was more than a welcome thing; viewed of course as a way to pepper her with more affection. A distraction wasn't needed at this point, not with how well she was already aroused herself. Yet it was that final shift that was her favourite so far, when his tip brushed against Mellie's entrance.

Now it was her turn to shiver ever so slightly and certainly not unpleasantly so either. Quite the opposite instead. If this kept up, neither of them would be lasting for very much longer, not that she was certain either one would view that as an issue. Just make it as long as they could, it'd be a beautiful thing indeed. Yet there came a light catch of her breath as he grazed said tip, her warmth growing.

However, this was indeed not for long, not moments later when she felt the full weight of him pressed up against herself. Thankful in the very next that Maurice had taken to lining himself fully up, his hips smoothly pushing into those warm folds of hers. Something of which had her breathing hitch, body allowing itself to adjust, but thankfully no pain.

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[anima-cuore]

[multisuperflirty]

THERE WAS NO questioning, or denying, the attraction in the room. Even if Mellie had been a little more hands-off, clearly the effect on Maurice was the same. The pull he had to her was the same, regardless of the methods between them. Though, admittedly, the path they were on likely had some to do with how things were progressing.

While some part of him was surprised by the lack of hesitation on his partner's part to take the wrapper, another part was amused, and glad, for it. He offered no resistance as it was taken from his own hands, only watched as Mellie made quick work of opening it and shifted himself to make the next part easier on her.

He would admit, the whole thing was more arousing than he thought. Not the first surprise of the night, but one he couldn't help but have his eyes glued to. Even doing something like this, Mellie was refined in her actions. Against his will, a soft sound escaped his lips the moment she touched him, and again as her thumb stroked his length. All for the purpose of protection, he knew, but he couldn't have stopped himself from twitching if he had tried.

Not that there was any hiding it, nothing was a secret anymore, and the preceding question caused his chest to grow warm. Not in an unpleasant way, but one of grandiose anticipation. His smile was answer enough, but what drove the point home was likely his leaning forward to catch her lips with his own again. Soft, lingering.

A promise of things to come.

"If you are." Again, while he knew he didn't need to, he put the ball in her court. At least for the start. He didn't think saying otherwise would have been believable at that point, not with all the signs, physically and otherwise, all too obvious on both their parts.

[magicafterhours]

IT WENT WITHOUT saying the effect she could already tell her actions were having on him. The attraction was just as strong as the love in the room between them. Not that she was at all surprised. No, it was more so a relief to see and would continue to put any remaining nerves to rest. Which with each moment, whether big or small there was doubt of any.

Just like it was obvious that he was still relieved by her lack of hesitation, though she'd been careful all the same. Relief of her own was apparent upon her features, taking notice of how he willingly shifted himself so that putting the condom was that much easier. Much more comfortable for the both of them, less awkward.

Even though putting the condom wasn't exactly arousing to her, she was very much aware of how it was for her partner. For the fact that his gaze had shifted itself there without her nudging him to do so. And even though all eyes or rather his were on her actions, she wasn't the least bit deterred or anxious. There was something almost comfortable, even taking notice of the soft sounds that fell past her partner's lips.

Oh, and that twitch of his manhood! There was certainly an anticipation between them, one of which needed to be answered for. The smile upon his face was response enough, but the kiss that he caught her lips up in was even more so. After all, those soft lingering kisses of his spoke volumes and always had.

One of which had her capturing his lips in return.

Next came a shift of her own, somewhere between remaining seated and on her backside, legs parting once more. The ball was back in her court, she was well aware of it. With a light in her eyes and outer lips of her folds parted for him to take all of her in, a come hither motion was made with one hand. "I am. My door is very much open 'or you, babe."

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[chonidale]

Madelaine Petsch & Jacob Scipio in Maintenance Required (2025) dir. Lacey Uhlemeyer

[lvmimis]

the sigh you let out once you’re physically connected - the relief that your lover is again a part of you, if only in the transient moment of tender lovemaking, but still very real, very close.. you’re two warm bodies pressed against each other, intimate and together anew

[multisuperflirty]

PERHAPS IT WAS exactly what both of them had needed to break that unspoken wall down. That last bit of awkwardness gone. No more mystery, no more beating around the bush. It was what they were there for, what they were dipping their toes into and the eagerness between them couldn't be hidden any more than the whole of them could.

It had certainly lit a little flame in Maurice's actions, and he didn't protest as he finally joined his partner in being bare of clothing. A little different, given it wasn't the first time she had seen or even touched his arousal, but there was something far more special about it this time, he would admit.

Any embarrassment he might have felt was dismissed by their previous exploration, or her's rather. It was nothing new, nothing to be embarrassed about. Not until he had grabbed what he was seeking in the drawer and Mellie asked her little question. Now he felt his face turn hot, though the fluttering in his chest was oddly...flattered.

Sitting back on his backside, knowing full well it put him more or less on full display, he cocked his head as he met her eyes. That light was unmistakable, and his tone was nothing short of light. Coupled with an obvious temptation, his next words may not have been too surprising.

"If you're offering, far be it from me t' turn you down." His own expression split into a grin, a brow cocked almost as if in a challenge. Which was silly, really. Mellie had more than proved she was willing to do that and more just weeks prior, but no reason he couldn't make it a little more entertaining.

Nonetheless, the condom wrapper was held between two fingers with a waiting air. He could, of course, do it himself, but there was something alluring about the idea of the alternative.

[magicafterhours]

IT WAS A relief in so many ways to have those blue boxers now on the floor with everything else. No more questioning about the other one's body. Not when everything was quite literally laid bare for the other to not only see, but admire as well. And boy was she going to, take him fully in and not have to sneak glances. Which it was plainly obvious that Maurice didn't mind in the slightest.

Just like it was obvious that her question or compliment to his arousal, got the effect she'd wanted to; funny how being bold like this didn't deter either one of them. Except this time she hadn't been the one to directly cause this arousal, well, not by touching him there. Last time there had been a bit more effort, but the results were worth it.

Even though her eyes never left his, she was fully aware of how on display he suddenly was, how playful that light in his gaze was. Fortunately for both of them, that light was mirrored in her own eyes, almost as if her green ivy eyes were brighter in hue. Which meant that his chosen words came as no surprise at all.

"Oh I am, and I'll be happy to do so," she quipped, shifting herself upwards from where she lay on their bed into a sitting position. Two fingers of her own, carefully accepted the condom wrapper from him, grin never fading. Thankfully, since the two boxes were bought recently, checking the expiration date wasn't necessary.

Careful, gentle hands tore the package open, making certain to not tear the condom as she did so. With her opposite hand she pointed her index finger up, to ensure that the condom was right side up; it had to roll down away from the tip after all. Once she felt certain, Mellie reached towards his full display and got the ring over his tip.

After a gentle pinch at the top of the condom's latex to leave room for obvious reasons, she held onto somewhere near that same area. Then came the fun part, putting a thumb underneath his shaft and rolling the condom downwards, until there was no more room to go. Thumb and index finger paused, right near the base of her partner's manhood, "There we go, my love. You ready…?"

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[masterofallevils]

Do you really like the bed better than the canoe?

[lvmimis]

anyway the type of honeymoon where you’re not sure if your feet have touched the ground in 3 days on account of how much you’re being fucked and then carried around like a princess between more fucking

[masterofallevils]

That was the best thing to wake up to, ever.

[sintied]

THERE WOULD BE plenty more experiences of this sort, he knew that fact for sure. And he would be looking forward to each and every moment from then into the future. There would be logistics to work out, bumps to smooth, but he didn't doubt that they would be able to figure things out at the end of the day. Or night, perhaps.

He smiled at that chuckle, earnest and unfiltered. Just as things were supposed to be, or so said a small voice in the back of his head. Then again, it wasn't like there was much to hide between them anymore, minus the small article of clothing he was still donning. One he knew wasn't going to last much longer.

Mellie's words alone, all but confirmed that. Hopefully the small sputter he gave at the words wasn't too off-putting, the soft pink rushing to his cheeks saying all that needed to be said. Not at all to be taken as a bad thing. No, just the opposite as he didn't think he could have heard something more alluring at that very moment.

"Can't argue with that," at least he managed that much, finally abandoning his lower position to essentially crawl partially back to his partner. In doing so he was very aware that would cause the hand around his boxers to slowly remove them, but that was just par for the course. The next step in this little journey.

What followed was in the nightstand, and as he reached for it he made a point in letting his boxers slip lower until he could kick them off the rest of the way. It was a tricky reach, but he managed and came back with the shiny, square wrapper.

[magicafterhours]

IN THE BACK of her mind, there was a portion of her that wished she hadn't stopped him from being in-between her legs. But the other part knew without a doubt there'd be plenty of other times for that--it showed with how eager he was to be down there. Wasn't a thing as too eager in her eyes. Just something to look forward to.

That smile of his lit up her world and was proof alone that they were still on the right track. Not that there was ever a single doubt there! Despite there being only that single piece of fabric between them, her patience never wavered. But she had a good feeling their wait wouldn't be for much longer, not by a long shot.

No, she wasn't the least bit bothered by his sudden, if brief loss for words and the sound that came out of him. Even for her such a declaration of what she wanted was a tad blunt, but honesty was what they both needed. A light dusting of pink found her own face, mind catching up with her mouth.

Yet her eyes watched with great interest as he crawled back to her, realizing that he hadn't moved her hand in the slightest. Which in turn meant she wasn't about to either and something fantastic was about to occur. His boxers slowly began to shift down her partner's hips, something that was entirely her doing.

When he reached the night stand, there came a fresh delight at both him reaching it and that final piece of fabric revealing what had been hidden away. It'd been a few weeks, but her eyes couldn't help looking downwards with a grin at the appearance of his manhood. "You need help with gettin' that on that perfect pretty bit of yours, my love…?" She asked, cheeks still pink, but eyes lifting to meet his.

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[lvmimis]

eating your pussy with gusto and whispering ‘my compliments to the chef’ before kissing your clit again

[lvmimis]

“i remember my tongue in her cunt. i’ve never tasted anything as sweet since.”

[sintied]

IF SHE HAD given into that little temptation, he wouldn't have minded honestly. He was in agreement that, as long as the two of them were having fun, it didn't matter how far they went or not. Besides, he hardly expected every encounter they had of this nature to see them both spoiled and every favor returned. Maybe an optimistic thought to most, but unrealistic in his mind.

If they hadn't agreed to other things that night, to at least try and see where things went, he might have just stayed where he was. As it was, when their eyes met his heart practically leapt seeing the gaze returning his own. Then, he chuckled.

"Teasing was one of the top choices," leave it to him to make a light joke out of the situation. Yet, the fact he raised himself with his arms in order to shift enough to kiss her navel gently might have provided the real answer. If not, his glance to the nightstand would have. though it was followed by a pause, and once more he looked at the gaze opposite of his.

He ignored the flutter in his chest at her hidden declaration, at least for the moment. His tone took a more serious note, only just but enough to hopefully inspire an honest answer. Not that he doubted Mellie would lie in that moment.

"Only if you're sure." He had to make sure though, just one more time. At the end of the day, it was her choice given her role in it all. At least that was the way his mind had played it out. Nonetheless, another kiss was laid on her thigh, lingering slightly as he waited for a confirmation. Or otherwise.

[magicafterhours]

THAT WAS THE good thing about their relationship, the lack of expectations that both of them put out towards each other. Which meant that this could easily, quite easily go either direction. They were having fun and neither option would deter that in the slightest, there wasn't a doubt in her mind about that one. But at the same time, this was their first time besides their little explorations and….it was special.

Which wasn't to say it was an expectation, more so a need, a want if you will. Besides, she could look forward to another night where he could stay between her legs, stay until she was more than satisfied. Of course, she could see the delight in her returned gaze. There was no surprise there, her own heart stirring.

It most certainly was, he did make a very solid point, and hearing this made her let out a breathy chuckle. However, her heart did a full flip-flop at the way he raised himself up and pressed a kiss to her belly button. Not that she'd have an issue with admitting such a thing if inquired about. Though, his glance at their night stand did provide all the answer she required.

If she'd known about this side of him, this side that was sexier than she would've thought. Chances were Mellie would've suggested this evening's activities much, much sooner than she had. Yet she couldn't ignore the serious shift of his tone, not for a moment.

"Never been more so. Pardon my boldness, but I need you inside me." Even though the hand that wasn't in his hair couldn't reach far, it still managed to hook itself onto the waistband of those blue boxers. Just the edge, just enough to voice her choice to him. It would be just enough confirmation that he was searching for. That they both were.

@sintied

[sintied]

MAURICE WASN'T ENTIRELY clueless when it came to certain aspects of the opposite gender. Though that was borderline, as this wasn't exactly well-traveled territory for him, all the more reason he took endless satisfaction in Mellie's reactions. It was a view he could get used to, undoubtedly. He seemed to be doing something right. Very right.

Yes, the aspect of 'ladies first' did occur to him, but there was a little more to it than that. At least in his mind. He was rather confident that this wouldn't be the end of their intimate adventure that evening, and with that realization came the wish to make sure it was as seamless a transition as possible. Especially for Mellie. Though if things weren't going much further, he was still having a killer time.

And that was all that really mattered. The two of them having a good time. Together.

The hand in his hair was more than welcome, and certainly wasn't going to do any damage to the messy locks. Even if it had, he probably wouldn't have noticed with the prominent slickness that made itself known just moments later. If that wasn't a sign of a job well done, he didn't know what was.

It would be the first time his eyes wandered upwards, towards what little of his partner's face that he could see from his current position. Though it didn't need to be a full look for her to, perhaps, see the delight in his bright green hues. Even if his mouth hadn't stopped moving, not willing to stop just yet though it did slow for a moment, be it a tease or otherwise.

[magicafterhours]

TO SAY THAT the opposite gender was a mystery to her, wasn't exactly true. But this currently wasn't about Maurice's; both of them would get to that part soon enough. Just like it didn't matter if things were done correctly, all that did was that they were enjoying what the other did. Which it went without questioning that he'd noticed her reactions and was enjoying them without saying a thing.

No, this certainly wasn't the end of their sexual adventure for the evening. It was rather the beginning of the next phase, so to speak. With all the prep and care he'd given to what lay between her legs, she had no doubt that things would go smoothly. No pain to be had, just a sensation as it should be. As was the reason she'd asked him to do what he'd done, all while enjoying him still being down there.

There was a sliver of her that was tempted to tell him to remain down there. But that would be a waste of his excitement.

Of course, that hand that remained in his hair hadn't done a bit of damage, even as its owner did tug every so often. But even those tugs were done in a gentle and lovingly manner, as much as one could anyway. And she didn't have to guess that he took notice of that slickness that they'd been seeking. Everything was going according to plan.

Her gaze hadn't exactly shifted from downwards from her partner, but their eyes did meet when he looked upwards at her. The delight in those true green eyes of his didn't go unnoticed, a similar delight in the ivy version of her own. "Baby…should we get a condom out of our night stand or are you content teasin' me the rest of the night…?" She breathed, still playing with his hair, fingers delighting in the feel. "I'm ready…either way…" She almost knew which direction he'd lean.

@sintied