for the night

side to multisuperfluity. spicy.

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Sideblog to Multisuperfluity.

18+ && mutuals only. Basic rules apply. Don't force anything and we'll get along fine.

Doc. (wip)

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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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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.

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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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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.

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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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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.

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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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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.