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[embraced-agony]

"kiss me."

Evelynn reaches up settling her hand on Ahri’s cheek, then she slides her fingers down, caressing along her jaw. She uses that to pull Ahri closer but stops just before they can kiss. “Beg for it.” 

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Ahri’s hips reactively jostle as Evelynn’s hand nears her core. Her hands immediately find Evelynn’s thighs, right below her ass, nails digging in deep. Ahri keeps her claws clenched, gripped hard where they are to keep herself from struggling too much. Evelynn’s hand is on her throat now, and she knows it won’t be leaving anytime soon. However, she thinks, for a moment, that Evelynn will allow her a relief breath before they continue. But it would seem Ahri is entirely too naive, somehow, after all this time. The thrust of Evelynn’s tongue has Ahri tearing up, throat tightening as she gags. And yet she still pulls Evelynn in further, swallowing their mixed saliva, as if instinctually trying to clear up her airway so she can breathe. At the same time, her hips buck once more, right into Evelynn’s hand. If she could moan or plead, she would. But every sound she makes is muffled by the devil herself.

Evelynn laughs low and deep, for how could she not? Especially when Ahri freely gives so much of herself away to Evelynn. It’s a rush, how easily Ahri accepts the length of her tongue as if it’s the length of her cock. The hand she’s wrapped around Ahri’s throat tightens with a flex of her fingers. Desire burns low in her gut.  The flat of her lasher wipes away the tear brimming at the corner of Ahri’s eye. Could she swallow the noises Ahri so desperately wishes to make she would. To covet them away for eternity so no other may hear what is hers. Evelynn finally withdraws her tongue entirely, licking Ahri’s lips, then her own with another dark laugh. “I will ruin you.” Evelynn promises in a whisper, circling Ahri’s clit with the pad of her index finger. “And you’ll beg me to go harder.” 

[topahri]

Evelynn’s heavy laughter echoes in Ahri’s throat. What an odd sensation, the low vibrations traveling down her tract using Evelynn’s tongue as a fleshy pink bridge. Ahri would quiver if she weren’t so occupied with choking on Evelynn. Her claws sink deeper into Evelynn’s thighs, drawing blood if Evelynn has any today. Her whole body feels like its convulsing, knuckles white, fists clenched, joints jerking, muscles strained, tails and toes curled. When Evelynn finally draws away, her whole body shudders with relief in the same moment that she coughs up a lung. Ahri’s face is a mess of drool and drivel, lips still parted as she desperately sucks in as much air as Evelynn’s firm hand will allow her. Practically panting, she can’t even kiss Evelynn when Evelynn comes back in to lick her lips. Much as Ahri wants to, she never knows how long her little breather will last. So for the time being, she enjoys it while she can, taking simple pleasures in the pressure at her clit and the delectable words Evelynn serves her. She always eats those right up.

[embraced-agony]

"kiss me."

Evelynn reaches up settling her hand on Ahri’s cheek, then she slides her fingers down, caressing along her jaw. She uses that to pull Ahri closer but stops just before they can kiss. “Beg for it.” 

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

It isn’t easy, but Ahri takes Evelynn. Inch by inch, contracting wet muscle slithering along the walls of her throat. Invasive and alien. A feeling most unnatural and unbelievably… hot. Ahri can feel herself throbbing between her legs. Drool starts to pool around the corners of her lips, but they’re not the only set growing wet. Her whine is only cut off when Evelynn puts a hand to her throat, replaced instead with a short strangled gasp and the sound of Ahri struggling to swallow.

Evelynn’s fingers quest downwards, following the line of Ahri’s stomach down between her legs. The tips of her fingers press into the side’s of Ahri’s neck. The tip of her forked tongue brushes along the walls of Ahri’s throat as she withdraws. Her fingers slide along the slick of water and arousal as they finally reach their destination in the same moment that Evelynn shoves her tongue right back down Ahri’s throat.

[topahri]

Ahri’s hips reactively jostle as Evelynn’s hand nears her core. Her hands immediately find Evelynn’s thighs, right below her ass, nails digging in deep. Ahri keeps her claws clenched, gripped hard where they are to keep herself from struggling too much. Evelynn’s hand is on her throat now, and she knows it won’t be leaving anytime soon. However, she thinks, for a moment, that Evelynn will allow her a relief breath before they continue. But it would seem Ahri is entirely too naive, somehow, after all this time. The thrust of Evelynn’s tongue has Ahri tearing up, throat tightening as she gags. And yet she still pulls Evelynn in further, swallowing their mixed saliva, as if instinctually trying to clear up her airway so she can breathe. At the same time, her hips buck once more, right into Evelynn’s hand. If she could moan or plead, she would. But every sound she makes is muffled by the devil herself.

[embraced-agony]

"kiss me."

Evelynn reaches up settling her hand on Ahri’s cheek, then she slides her fingers down, caressing along her jaw. She uses that to pull Ahri closer but stops just before they can kiss. “Beg for it.” 

[embraced-agony]

stahri​:

This is an awkward angle for a deep kiss, with Ahri in Evelynn’s lap, head partially turned. But she is by no means complaining. That is, until Evelynn decides she wants to occupy Ahri’s throat. Even then, it’s not much a complaint than it is whining. A hard swallow. Ahri makes a noise that’s a bit of a moan mixed in with gurgled protest. She doesn’t gag- but that’s not surprising in the least. Ahri’s fairly used to choking on Evelynn by now, tongue or otherwise.

Ahri always takes her so well. Such a good little pet.  Her hand presses against Ahri’s stomach, the tips of her claws pressing in as her tongue quest ever deeper. She trails the tips of her claws up, bringing Ahri’s hand with if she has to. Her palm presses against Ahri’s neck where her tongue bulges Ahri’s throat, her fingers curl around.

[topahri]

It isn’t easy, but Ahri takes Evelynn. Inch by inch, contracting wet muscle slithering along the walls of her throat. Invasive and alien. A feeling most unnatural and unbelievably... hot. Ahri can feel herself throbbing between her legs. Drool starts to pool around the corners of her lips, but they’re not the only set growing wet. Her whine is only cut off when Evelynn puts a hand to her throat, replaced instead with a short strangled gasp and the sound of Ahri struggling to swallow.

[top-attitude]

"What happened to a little mystery behind closed doors, Evelynn?"

Coyly she smiles, all innocuous intent. “Whatever do you mean darling?” 

[topahri]

“Airing your promiscuous position preferences so publicly? Shameless as always, Evelynn.” 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Oh, yes. The terms of endearment she’s so fond of; she does know those words. Even 'good’ and 'girl’ and the implications of such words in combination. The last part escapes her, however. “You like when I’m clueless, don’t you?” Ahri shakes her head while she twirls her fingers further into Evelynn’s hair. “Does that do it for you, hmmm? I wonder…” 

“I do, you get this cute little furrow between your brows.” Her lashers flick behind her as Evelynn slides her hand up and down Ahri’s thigh. “I asked what reward you could ever need or want when you’re mine.” 

[topahri]

“You.” Ahri answers plainly. “My reward should be you. I want you. I need you.” She leans back, pulling Evelynn by her hair down with her. The kitchen counter isn’t too comfortable, but when Ahri wants something, she isn’t going to wait around for it. Her other hand goes flat against the marble, elbow folding as she lowers herself. A soft hiss is let out when her back finally touches cold marble, shirt thin enough for her to feel the frigid stone surface.

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

“Yeah? Do I get a reward?” Ahri grins, eyes narrowing as she drops her gaze to Evelynn. She sets her other hand against Evelynn’s waist, legs propped up to hug the back of Evelynn’s thighs. The tip of her tail flutters at Evelynn’s ankles. 

“I suppose.” Evelynn chuckles before swapping to English. “My darling, my baby, my gorgeous toy. You always get rewarded for being such a good girl.” A smirk curls her lips as she looks up at Ahri. “You’re mine what other reward could you ever need or want?” 

[topahri]

Oh, yes. The terms of endearment she’s so fond of; she does know those words. Even 'good’ and 'girl’ and the implications of such words in combination. The last part escapes her, however. “You like when I’m clueless, don’t you?” Ahri shakes her head while she twirls her fingers further into Evelynn’s hair. “Does that do it for you, hmmm? I wonder...” 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

“Mmmm, something about… we have fun?” She utters the last phrase in English, rather pleased with her pronunciation, though it is heavily accented. Her hand finds the nape of Evelynn’s neck, fingers playing with the roots of her hair as she gently keeps Evelynn in place. 

“Mm, good job darling.” Evelynn praises, voice soft as she lifts Ahri off her feet and then sets her down on the counter. Lazy kisses are trailed along Ahri’s throat, jaw, neck.

[topahri]

“Yeah? Do I get a reward?” Ahri grins, eyes narrowing as she drops her gaze to Evelynn. She sets her other hand against Evelynn’s waist, legs propped up to hug the back of Evelynn’s thighs. The tip of her tail flutters at Evelynn’s ankles. 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Mm, that’s nice. The tip of her tail waves excitedly. “I don’t think memory and patience are the same thing, Evelynn.” She cranes her head a bit further, letting Evelynn have all the access she could possibly want of Ahri’s neck. 

“They aren’t. But you need patience to learn and memorization to remember words and meanings.” Her teeth scrape along Ahri’s neck, then she places a kiss on the spot. 

[topahri]

“Mmmm, something about... we have fun?” She utters the last phrase in English, rather pleased with her pronunciation, though it is heavily accented. Her hand finds the nape of Evelynn’s neck, fingers playing with the roots of her hair as she gently keeps Evelynn in place. 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Ahri tilts her head a bit back and a little to the side, letting Evleynn trail kisses along her jaw. She shivers as Evelynn touches her tail, and her tail curls into Evelynn’s hand. “What does that have to do with patience?”

“It has to do with remembering what I’m teaching you, darling.” Evelynn’s smile presses against Ahri’s neck as she continues stroking her tail. “So it has everything to do with it.”

[topahri]

Mm, that’s nice. The tip of her tail waves excitedly. “I don’t think memory and patience are the same thing, Evelynn.” She cranes her head a bit further, letting Evelynn have all the access she could possibly want of Ahri’s neck. 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Quite accustomed to Evelynn’s sudden proximity, Ahri is unfazed by being abruptly jerked closer. She only offers Evelynn a small chuckle and a head shake. “I’m not as clueless as you would like to believe, Evelynn.” Ahri raises her other hand to cup Evelynn’s cheek, thumb rubbing gently against Evelynn’s skin. “Though, I’m starting to think you’d prefer it if I was.”

“Oh?” Evelynn leans close, mouth leaving lazy kisses along Ahri’s jaw. “Then tell me what the first thing I said was.” The heel of her palm strokes up and down Ahri’s back, then down along her tail. Soft.

[topahri]

Ahri tilts her head a bit back and a little to the side, letting Evleynn trail kisses along her jaw. She shivers as Evelynn touches her tail, and her tail curls into Evelynn’s hand. “What does that have to do with patience?”

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

As she’s kissed, Ahri starts to lean forward, only for her enjoyment to be cut short. Aw. Evelynn usually kisses her much deeper and for much longer than that. What a tease.  “Wait, where are you going?” Ahri reaches out to grab Evelynn’s hand as if to tell her not to leave. They were in the middle of something… “We barely started…! I can be patient…” 

Evelynn turns around, a critical look in her eye accompanied by a slight smirk. “Are you sure of that?” With the hand Ahri holds Evelynn pulls her closer, so they are once more unnecessarily close. “I’m not sure I believe you darling. Do you even remember the first sentence we spoke?” 

[topahri]

Quite accustomed to Evelynn’s sudden proximity, Ahri is unfazed by being abruptly jerked closer. She only offers Evelynn a small chuckle and a head shake. “I’m not as clueless as you would like to believe, Evelynn.” Ahri raises her other hand to cup Evelynn’s cheek, thumb rubbing gently against Evelynn’s skin. “Though, I’m starting to think you’d prefer it if I was.”

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Such possessive hands bring a shiver to her spine, rolling down the length of her tail. More. More, more, more. She’s about to bring herself closer again, but her arms keep her distanced. A small space between them. Ah, right. That. They’re doing something important. Hm. She can’t help but suspect Evelynn is playing some sort of game with her now, purposefully teasing her – as if she isn’t always. Ahri almost didn’t notice at first because it comes along so naturally. Evelynn’s hands are almost always on her when they’re together. Or hers are on Evelynn. But now that she’s actually trying to keep from touching Evelynn too much, she’s much more aware of all the sensuous contact. It’s very rare that Ahri would ever draw away from Evelynn’s touch, after all. “So, what did that mean then?” Ahri raises a brow. “What were you saying?” It’s still too many words for Ahri to have kept track of, so really it’s pointless for her to ask. Still, she’s curious. 

Evelynn smiles, returning to Korean in order to answer Ahri’s question. “Darling, I’m simply describing how slow I will go for you. Perhaps you aren’t ready to learn. You must be patient when learning a new language you know.” Evelynn leans forward, placing a chaste kiss upon Ahri’s lips before slipping away from her hold. Leave her wanting more, leave her always wanting more.

[topahri]

As she’s kissed, Ahri starts to lean forward, only for her enjoyment to be cut short. Aw. Evelynn usually kisses her much deeper and for much longer than that. What a tease.  “Wait, where are you going?” Ahri reaches out to grab Evelynn’s hand as if to tell her not to leave. They were in the middle of something... “We barely started...! I can be patient...” 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

“… Could you go slower, please? I don’t know what you’re saying,” Ahri tells her. She’s determined to get through this lesson. They can always fuck later. A step further, Ahri lets her arms slide away from Evelynn’s waist. No need to hold on anymore; Evelynn’s agreed to help her! And… maybe she’ll be less distracted if they’re making less contact. Hopefully her body will calm down a bit if she puts just a little space between them… as much as she would love to keep hugging onto Evelynn. Her hands remain at Evelynn’s hips, however, not quite ready to tear away from touching Evelynn entirely. Maybe at forearms’ length is enough? 

“Darling, I was already speaking so slowly for you. Are you sure you’re ready to learn?” Evelynn speaks in a slow drawl as she returns to English, possessive hands lazily stroking along Ahri’s back, her jaw, her throat. “By the end of the night I’ll have you strung out on the counter screaming my name. Your thighs trembling and your pussy so sensitive you’ll sob at my touch.”

[topahri]

Such possessive hands bring a shiver to her spine, rolling down the length of her tail. More. More, more, more. She’s about to bring herself closer again, but her arms keep her distanced. A small space between them. Ah, right. That. They’re doing something important. Hm. She can’t help but suspect Evelynn is playing some sort of game with her now, purposefully teasing her – as if she isn’t always. Ahri almost didn’t notice at first because it comes along so naturally. Evelynn’s hands are almost always on her when they’re together. Or hers are on Evelynn. But now that she’s actually trying to keep from touching Evelynn too much, she’s much more aware of all the sensuous contact. It’s very rare that Ahri would ever draw away from Evelynn’s touch, after all. “So, what did that mean then?” Ahri raises a brow. “What were you saying?” It’s still too many words for Ahri to have kept track of, so really it’s pointless for her to ask. Still, she’s curious. 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

“… Could you go slower, please? I don’t know what you’re saying,” Ahri tells her. She’s determined to get through this lesson. They can always fuck later. A step further, Ahri lets her arms slide away from Evelynn’s waist. No need to hold on anymore; Evelynn’s agreed to help her! And… maybe she’ll be less distracted if they’re making less contact. Hopefully her body will calm down a bit if she puts just a little space between them… as much as she would love to keep hugging onto Evelynn. Her hands remain at Evelynn’s hips, however, not quite ready to tear away from touching Evelynn entirely. Maybe at forearms’ length is enough? 

“Darling, I was already speaking so slowly for you. Are you sure you’re ready to learn?” Evelynn speaks in a slow drawl as she returns to English, possessive hands lazily stroking along Ahri’s back, her jaw, her throat. “By the end of the night I’ll have you strung out on the counter screaming my name. Your thighs trembling and your pussy so sensitive you’ll sob at my touch.”

[topahri]

It’s the touches that start to get Ahri wondering if Evelynn is playing a game with her. She almost didn’t notice at first because it comes along so naturally. Evelynn’s hands are almost always on her when they’re together. Or hers are on Evelynn. But now that she’s actually trying to keep from touching Evelynn too much, she’s much more aware of all the contact. It’s very rare that Ahri would ever draw away from Evelynn’s touch, after all. “So, what did that mean then?” Ahri raises a brow. "What were you saying?” It’s still too many words for Ahri to have kept track of, so really it’s pointless for her to ask. Still, she’s curious. 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

“Ah… Evelynn?” Ahri’s cheeks tinge with a faint rosy flush. They’re so close too, pressed up against each other. So intimate. It always was, but she feels so much more aware of it now. Evelynn’s curves snugly complimenting hers… She can’t hold Evelynn any tighter in a way that wouldn’t get uncomfortable quick. But she wants more. More Evelynn. And she isn’t sure how to get it. These thoughts are so distracting from this English lesson… Why does she have to feel like this now of all times? Oh, how she laments her pathetically poor control over her lascivious impulses.

Evelynn returns to Korean, expression innocent as can be. “Yes darling?” She murmurs softly, brushing her hand along Ahri’s cheek like the caress of a lover. Evelynn’s lasher twitches gleefully behind her. There’s little doubt as to what she’s accomplishing. The scent of Ahri’s growing arousal is stark in the air to her, not to mention the feel of her frayed emotions. Poor dear, she really should have asked Kai’Sa to teach her.

[topahri]

“... Could you go slower, please? I don’t know what you’re saying,” Ahri tells her. She’s determined to get through this lesson. They can always fuck later. A step further, Ahri lets her arms slide away from Evelynn’s waist. No need to hold on anymore; Evelynn’s agreed to help her! And... maybe she’ll be less distracted if they’re making less contact. Hopefully her body will calm down a bit if she puts just a little space between them... as much as she would love to keep hugging onto Evelynn. Her hands remain at Evelynn’s hips, however, not quite ready to tear away from touching Evelynn entirely. Maybe at forearms’ length is enough? 

[embraced-agony]

"Evelynn. Teach me how to write in English."

“Why would I do that?”

[top-attitude]

stahri​:

The first sentence she knows all too well. 'Yes’ and 'baby’ and 'yes, baby’. She’s heard those words all the time. That one’s easy. The second sentence sounds like words she should know but with some sort of variation that she can’t quite catch. More or less she gets the gist of it with the context provided. It’s said faster than she’d like for learning, but that’s okay. By the third sentence, Ahri is lost. This pace is too fast. Too many words. Too many syllables. Here and there she can pick up a word she thinks she recognizes. But the context is lost by now. And for a reason she isn’t sure of, she’s feeling… riled up. “Go slower,” she requests in Korean, furrowing her brows at Evelynn. “You’re going too fast.” 

Evelynn slows, enunciating every word in a throaty purr full of promise. “”I’ll have you on the table, begging me to stop playing and to take you. Pleading words spilling from your swollen lips like prayers. I’ll taste of your flesh and taste of you before I finally give you what you want. My cock, inside of you-” Shadows lick like tongues of flame from her form as Evelynn’s smile grows devilish. “You’ll say my name like it’s the only word you know as I take you again, and again, and again. Until you can’t think or remember anything you’ve heard.”

[topahri]

“Ah... Evelynn?” Ahri’s cheeks tinge with a faint rosy flush. They’re so close too, pressed up against each other. So intimate. It always was, but she feels so much more aware of it now. Evelynn’s curves snugly complimenting hers... She can’t hold Evelynn any tighter in a way that wouldn’t get uncomfortable quick. But she wants more. More Evelynn. And she isn’t sure how to get it. These thoughts are so distracting from this English lesson... Why does she have to feel like this now of all times? Oh, how she laments her pathetically poor control over her lascivious impulses.

[topahri]

📱[Evelynn]: Darling, I found a toy to play with. Want to join?

📱[Ahri]: sned nuudes

[top-attitude]

topahri​:

Ahri gives a small nod of agreement when Evelynn apparently pities her. While Ahri knows fully well that it’s meant as mockery, she’d have to say it’s true. She certainly feels neglected, but perhaps that’s the dramatics. Her eyes dart over to the plastic wrapped body. “You wouldn’t even send me a picture,” she adds, tone pitching particularly pathetically. Woe is her and her lack of nudes. 

Now that Evelynn’s hands are active once more, Ahri’s hands return to where they were: playfully combing through Evelynn’s hair. She twirls her fingers through the long loose curls that flow over Evelynn’s shoulder. Such a pretty magenta. This seems to get her to smile– her eyes flicker back to Evelynn’s, her expression cheeky. 

“I sent plenty of pictures.” Evelynn responds as her hand slides to Ahri’s breast and squeezes. She pinches her nipple with index and thumb, then rolls the nipple between her fingers.

“What’s that little smile for?” She inquires, hand moving to play with her other breast in the same manner as the first. Evelynn’s hand snaps down to Ahri’s hip gripping tight as she rolls onto her back and pulls Ahri on top of her. Evelynn sits up slowly enough for Ahri to situate herself. Then one hand reaches up from a hip to press the tip of a claw against Ahri’s chest and push her back down onto the bed.

[topahri]

“I can’t smile? It can’t be helped. You make me smile.” Untrue. But she’ll say it anyways. Evelynn does a lot things, makes her feel a lot of ways, has her making a lot of different faces and expressions and sounds. Usually not a smile, at least not this kind. A smirk, if anything. But this time, she’s smiling. Even chuckling, because she’s amused with herself. As Evelynn continues to play with her chest, Ahri considers reaching over to mimic the gesture. It seems fun. And Evelynn shouldn’t have all the fun. But before Ahri can follow through, she’s hoisted up onto Evelynn by her hips.

What a wonderfully tight grip. It has Ahri biting her bottom lip while she shifts into place, straddling Evelynn’s thighs. This isn’t the cuddling she asked for earlier, but she’s getting into it now. Riding Evelynn will be intense, but at least she’ll be in control of their pace. She can work with this. Except, as quickly as she was propped up, she was pushed back down, shoulder blades dropping into pillows, back into the sheets. She looks up at Evelynn, a brow quirking in confusion, waiting for an explanation.