[He shivers at that, watching her. It was way different than when he tried, especially with the lightness of it. It was exciting, and he twitched under her touch.]
[Oh, so he reacted to it already, even with that little of touch...
Well, what if she pressed a bit more substantially? Still gentle, but less timid. She rubs her thumb over the head, and allows her fingers to run along his underside, curiously.]
[That just causes him to blush even more. Dang it, Hilda... ! Another gasp, and a shudder. His face being watched, compared to, well, himself, was a bit strange, but he can't say he minded it. He just looked up at her with half-lidded eyes.]
[It's definitely different with two people as opposed to one. Naturally.
Hilda smiles down at him, pleased. Ah, should she-- should she try to kiss him? Leaning over him like this-- would it work...? Well- with her free hand on his chest, and her other hand solidly keeping its pace, she'll bend down a bit to reclaim his lips. Hilbert was really too cute, she just wanted to do everything...]
Though, the kiss is something else he wasn't expecting. When her lips press to his, he instinctively pushes back. The hand on his chest is met with one on her own, as his hips rock into her hand.]
Ah--... [Congratulations, Hilbert, she wasn't expecting that! Not that she minds, but it made her pause in surprise. ...only for her to pick back up more fervently, tightening her grasp around him as a brief hum escapes her lips. Do continue, Hilbert.]
[Well then, that's a pretty good response. He hand continues to roam across her chest, more gasps escaping as she tightens her hand around him. If anything, that causes him to pick up the pace as well, as his hand slips up and into her shirt, to touch more directly.]
[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'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.]
[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.]
[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....?]
[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... !]
[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.]
[Excellent. He managed to turn this around, somewhat. The pace matching his was pretty nice, as his finger wiggled against her, sticking close even after the kiss. ]
Mm... [He might have gained some footing (which is obvious by the noises she made and the blush that bloomed across her face), but Hilda's determined not to let him "win," whatever that means. It takes her a bit to recover from being overwhelmed, but when she does she leans closer to trail kisses down his jawline and more-sensitive neck.]
[He shivers when the kisses get planted on his jawline, and especially when she reaches his neck. His fingers decided they were going to enter, and curl inside of her, panting.]
H...Hah-- [The bending of his fingers gets her the worst. Her shoulders tense and she leans her head on his shoulder, shivering; her hands tighten erratically.]
A-- ah... Hil--bert. [Her voice is muffled in between her moans and his shirt, but it sounds humorously annoyed. Don't laugh at her!!
The hand previously latched into his shirt moves down to join her other one, stubbornly intent on firmly stroking him one after the other in fairly swift succession. Not exactly revenge, but...]
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Well, what if she pressed a bit more substantially? Still gentle, but less timid. She rubs her thumb over the head, and allows her fingers to run along his underside, curiously.]
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Hilda giggles to herself and continues her movements more eagerly, pulling her hand down his length but keeping watch on his face as well.]
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Hilda smiles down at him, pleased. Ah, should she-- should she try to kiss him? Leaning over him like this-- would it work...? Well- with her free hand on his chest, and her other hand solidly keeping its pace, she'll bend down a bit to reclaim his lips. Hilbert was really too cute, she just wanted to do everything...]
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Though, the kiss is something else he wasn't expecting. When her lips press to his, he instinctively pushes back. The hand on his chest is met with one on her own, as his hips rock into her hand.]
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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.]
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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.]
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Eagerly she continues to tease him with her fingers and palm, trying to vary her movements a little. Which way is best....?]
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He's not gonna be the only one feeling good, like this... !]
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And rubbing it along.]
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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.]
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Guess that's what you like, huh?
[Which. He's liking the hand tightening.]
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The hand previously latched into his shirt moves down to join her other one, stubbornly intent on firmly stroking him one after the other in fairly swift succession. Not exactly revenge, but...]
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