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rpg2012-07-12 02:23 pm
monochromatic) wrote in rpg2012-07-12 02:23 pm
[Okay. There. Hand-holding.
Just floating like this is nice...]
Just floating like this is nice...]
[Hilda is more immediately vocal than Hilbert, matching his shudders and gasps with hums and sighs. The hand on his chest moves to his collar, pulling on his jacket zipper-- if he can reach up her shirt, she can take off his jacket. Totally.]
[It really is! Especially with hand-holding, hee. Giving a light squeeze... !]
[Well then, this can happen. Though, to take off that jacket, he's gonna have to retreat that hand for a second!
Though, jacket going off means that clothing is going? So maybe Hilda's vest will be moving off, as he leans more into that kiss, responding more.]
Though, jacket going off means that clothing is going? So maybe Hilda's vest will be moving off, as he leans more into that kiss, responding more.]
[That earns a smile, and she squeezes back, lacing their fingers together. It's very calm and pleasant.... let's hope a stray wave doesn't catch them.]
[It'll be quickly removed, then! She'll try to wriggle out of hers as swiftly as possible as well, to avoid too big of an interruption. She doesn't exactly want to stop, understandably.
As he leans into the kiss she'll deepen it, locking her lips with his and persuading him to open them. Her other hand returns from removing her vest with renewed vigor, keeping rhythm with the hand that traces circles down his chest.]
As he leans into the kiss she'll deepen it, locking her lips with his and persuading him to open them. Her other hand returns from removing her vest with renewed vigor, keeping rhythm with the hand that traces circles down his chest.]
[hee, finger laces... ! But yes, it is. hopefully not, Samurott could probably surf them through the wave though! So hopefully it's not that bad.]
[...if she brings their hands and arms further down into the water will they drift closer together
get your face over here hilbert]
get your face over here hilbert]
[Of course! Though, his lips open up quickly, and his tongue darts out to meet hers. When her hand meets his chest, his does the same to hers, hand quickly feeling up that chest again. Just squeezing and groping, he really can't get enough of the feeling, growing harder underneath her.]
[whoa whoa what are you doing Hilda
Oh god that's just making his face red IS HE GONNA GET SMOOCHED... ?? oh my... !]
Oh god that's just making his face red IS HE GONNA GET SMOOCHED... ?? oh my... !]
[...pfff hahahahhha hilbert
Foreheads together!] You get embarrassed so easy...
Foreheads together!] You get embarrassed so easy...
[Oh! That works too.]
Hey c'mon, can ya really blame me?
Hey c'mon, can ya really blame me?
Blame you for getting embarrassed because you have an overbearing girlfriend? [She giggles.] I guess not.
[smooch ♥]
[smooch ♥]
S'not that.
[See! Look at that! Huff. You get a smooch back anyway 8I]
[See! Look at that! Huff. You get a smooch back anyway 8I]
Then what, 'cause you're shy? [Hehehe, good. Smooches coming from Hilbert are the best...!]
Edited (i can spell) 2012-08-03 06:59 (UTC)
[Oh, good-- less hesitance. This sensation is all very new, his hands and his movements and his easily-noticeable desire. It's enough to raise her murmurs up a notch in volume and frequency. Maybe their kissing is sloppy and she doesn't really know what she's doing 100%, but... it feels right, anyhow.
Eagerly she continues to tease him with her fingers and palm, trying to vary her movements a little. Which way is best....?]
Eagerly she continues to tease him with her fingers and palm, trying to vary her movements a little. Which way is best....?]
[So are ones coming from Hilda... !]
Psh, nah. [Not shy at all.]
Psh, nah. [Not shy at all.]
[All the different ways are too much to keep up with, really. He's not sure what feels best, he just knows all of it does. He moves back against her hand, gasping and groaning into the kiss, before his hands quickly move lower to start undoing her shorts.
He's not gonna be the only one feeling good, like this... !]
He's not gonna be the only one feeling good, like this... !]
[She'll let him, of course, and shift however she needs to if he's trying to get them off, but she's curious-- what is he doing... ?]
[Well he's reaching right into those shorts, and panties, and pushing his finger against you, Hilda!
And rubbing it along.]
And rubbing it along.]
[Fine, fine. Just nuzzling, with some gentle kisses in between if he'll allow it. Cutie patootie.]
[Oh. That's a new sensation, to be sure. She has to curl her fingers into his shirt, to steady herself, and gives an involuntary, shaky gasp. Good thing she's not standing; her knees may have gone weak.
As it is, Hilda presses closer to him, breaking the kiss to allow for air. Her hand's movement slows a little, but it has a new rhythm to follow-- the one Hilbert's setting.]
As it is, Hilda presses closer to him, breaking the kiss to allow for air. Her hand's movement slows a little, but it has a new rhythm to follow-- the one Hilbert's setting.]
[Of course he will! But hmph. Not a cutie patootie. You're the patootie!]
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