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Eyes didn’t set away either, even during her small little handsy maneuverings - visibly though, eager to please that she could’ve got carried away though too with the strokes that weren’t too shy of picking up the pace. Before that could ensue though, the guiding hand that urged her along didn’t resist it. Instead, Josiah easily understood the hint as her thumb dragged careful circles around the tip of it with a soft, pleased murmur resounding in her throat in response instead of words. Between the throaty sounds altogether, hummed a soft: ’I love you’, audible enough. Before she could bring a more assertive touch, the lurching kiss was what caught her, eliciting a muffled squeak between the string of kisses he delivered, soft peeps and gentle giggles present - if only for a moment until her head was nudged back - but the overall relief of the pressure at her legs had them trembling a tad. Even with the contrasting soreness of sensitivity, even by the dose itself.

Soft grunts muffled into his mouth, as her tongue kept up with sloppy strokes of her own - it was easy to take Josiah’s breath away with ease in this hazy state. Her posture remained relaxed and back while he sat up, panting through a few exasperated pelts of breath that easily resounded desperate. Easily, from what moments assertiveness she bore - was wiped off the map with a mere heated kiss. Only had it drawn more sounds out of her though, even the nearest contact to her core once he pulled the material aside, made her writhe and wiggle a bit with a needy whine - only for it to gust into a choked moan, pressing her head back more into the pillow, shuddering softly as her legs squeezed at his sides a bit with a twitch. The teasing most certainly drew a deep response from her, to the point where she would have grabbed at him but hadn’t. Just to keep steady.

Even in desperation though, the nervousness was present even in her wobbled smile as soon as he prodded inside a tad, hitching a gentle whimper while Josiah relaxed the nape of her neck so she could look at him. The look though, of course, made it easy for her to see even Val in it - even through Syo but she bore fondness for both of them. Drawing said demeanour of a smile, she let out a soft coo in response to his words when he finished speaking - even a little giggle regarding his final ones. It made her hips shift a little bit with a groan. “I-I will… let you know- though I think it’ll be fine-” Huffing out softly was all she managed but yet words.

      A momentary display of worry and sympathy was all she would receive during those few seconds he waited to hear her out.

      I think it will be fine. Her reassuring words resounded with double-entendre as more of an insult about his size, but, at the very least, he knew how to make fun of himself before someone else did.

      Whatever softness adorned his features soon twisted into mischief with a narrow leer and a perverse, crooked smirk that stretched his lips from ear to ear. Slow and steady, he rolled and bucked his hips forward, caving and opening her slit wide while slowly breaking into her tense mound. The deeper he pushed, the tighter she gripped him, drawing a rumbling moan out of his throat. After he fit the first less painful inches inside and when the pull on her gusset was no longer needed, he grabbed onto the bends of her knees with his now freed hands and spread her legs apart, pinning them in place with a tight grip to prevent her from squirming.

      ❝So confident...Ya sure ya got nothin’ to worry ‘bout?❞, he teased with a gentle coo, only for a not-so-gentle grunt to follow suit when he abruptly slammed his hips against her own with a punishing thrust, jamming his length all the way inside of her clenching heat. When he pulled back halfway and bucked in again, it gripped him even tighter thanks to the pressure of the underwear that still clung to the side. Burrowed as far deep as he could get, he kept taut and remained idle for a moment, admiring her from above with a hazy, vile sneer. Cruel as it was to taunt her with a churning rolling of hips against her inner walls, the searing look on her face did not do her any favours.

      ❝No matter how many times it takes, I won’t stop making you cum until you turn into a drooling, brainless mess mumbling my name.❞, he whispered a soft warning, soothingly running his palms on the undersides of her thighs. Leaning in closer to her face, but yet too far above to reach, he shot her a smug grin while his long hair ticklishly draped over her cheeks and shoulders. ❝That alright with ya, my love?❞

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Of course the pleased look on her face grew - watching the mannerisms of exchange and bodily, she didn’t make a peep though, and even while he took to grasp at her wrist, it didn’t ease up what she had. At least the grip, if just for a second - she thought he was going to stop her at least. That in which wasn’t the case, drawing Josiah to mimic the languid pace of a stroke with the snug grip still maintaining. However, all the same was she still yearning no matter how much for a moment she seemed in a calm state to hold such a docile pace - just wasn’t it either. However too, Josiah wanted to provide too as well as he gave her attention. Listening curiously though, the hazy look never seemed to wear off of her face though, while the freehand of hers kneaded at the bedding sigh expectancy. Once his thought process caught up, her shallow stroke stopped in a pause briefly and Josiah’s head fell to a tilt. Attention followed his spot of interest though, raising a brow slight with a soft hum slipping her lips. It was easy for Josiah to tell what it was - that for a split second, from the way she squinted at it to better confirm, might’ve looked like she took offence to it when he waved it about.

Of course though that wasn’t the case, nor was she bothered by it. The relaxed look she took that returned with the ever-present haze assured that as he spoke. It made her chuckle a bit. “I understand… That wouldn’t make me mad-” Once he brought it closer to her lips, Josiah leaned in to snatch it between her teeth - pulling it away and shifting a little bit now that the pressure let up for a moment. Humming softly, Josiah let him finish speaking before anything else. She shifted the leg that bore the most attention and under the affection had it made a toothy smile draw for but a moment. Said hand that was stroking him had released and moved up to pull on the slip piece, teeth tearing open the condom before spitting out the packet half off to the side, easily slipping it free with a freehand. “I’m okay with it, my love.”

Josiah murmured softly before settling it - and reaching back over to his length with a steady hand. Pressing it over the tip of his length with her fingers, Josiah had no problem by any means with it - but purposefully, it was almost a completely slow process. Relatively mild, once it slipped over the top, Josiah simply curled her fingers back down his length and rolled it down with slow in between strokes, gently swaying her legs with their moment's freedom while she stroked it down with partial to same snugness of her grip that loosened just so she could tug it down the rest of the way with pressure - a bit of a tighter stroke and grip. Giving one more stroke down, she made sure it was proper before another drag of her hand stroked up and her posture relaxed with a soft coo. “All done…”

      Pressing soft kisses along her thigh, he returned the toothy smile once she took his offer and nodded in approval. Patient but eager, his gaze intently followed the movements of her fingers and flickered once they gripped at his sensitive skin, his fingers gently squeezing onto her leg as he let out a soft peep. In the middle of it, his head drooped to the side while his breath hitched with a soft sigh drawn out by her lingering stroke. Yet, despite his crumbling expression, he never took his eyes off of her meanderings, drinking in every second while it lasted.

      ❝It feels a bit weird...Not in a bad way, though.❞, he whispered and made a gentle grab for her hand, guiding her thumb to the tip of his member. After he urged it in a circular movement through the rubber and enjoyed the tender sensation for a few moments, he lurched forward and pushed an eager string of kisses to her lips, entwined with soft huffs of breath and chuckles. In the midst of it, he had a change of heart and pushed her thighs free of his shoulders, helping her lower her legs by his sides to rid her of the uncomfortable position entirely. With a playful snuggle, he nudged her head into the pillow and sealed her lips in a deeper kiss, greeting her with a mouthful of coiling tongues while he bumped his hips from side to side to settle better between her inner thighs. 

      After he sucked her last breath away, he parted from her mouth with a panting titter and sat back up on his knees, impatient fingers already digging into the side of her panties by the time he settled upright. Without waiting for her go-ahead, he tugged the gusset out of the way and guided himself to her opening, teasing her slit with a tender up and down drag short of prodding a shallow thrust into it. Before he moved any further in, he swallowed the nervous knot in his throat and shot her a timid look conveying both concern and love, a spitting image of Val peering through.

      ❝When...If it starts hurting, tell me and I will stop, okay?❞, he murmured and bit down on his lip, holding back a snort. ❝Not that I’m packing an XL for ya to be worried about, but still...Maybe an L.❞, he joked, smiling down at her.

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The sharp grind of teeth that sunk into the sensitive skin easily made her react potently to the sharp pressure, bucking - but with a bit of a struggle from his maintaining grip. At first the sound stifled in her throat before it broke her lips, pitching into a throaty whine once the stinging ripple stung the afflicted spot. Shifting, she did seek for the contact but she knew she wouldn’t be able to pull his focus at the time, soft throaty pants between the pinching pain - didn’t resound discomfort though. No matter how heightened her senses were from both arousal and the drugs, contorted the feeling pleasantly even more. The warmth she felt closer to her core made a groaning murmur leave her lips, between a soft plead. Words though didn’t go unheard, short of twisting into a whiny, needy sob - almost off from speaking. However, the sensitive contact made her buck and let out a strained moan of his name, trembling partially at the legs now from the setting in soreness of the few - but tense bruising.

The position alone was already a strain on her legs, but Josiah would maintain no matter. The weight of her head was bad enough to support from her haze - she managed to pull through anyways, meeting his gaze with whatever she was able to from the angle. Flushed, heated, she looked more to be a mess in favour - but yet curious, she paid attention to the settling choice in releasing the belt and that in which, Josiah kept as still as she could with a soft exhale. As soon as her wrists were freed, Josiah moved them in a slight roll of relief - hearing him speak had all attention planted on him still, drawing a soft and lazily smile. Of course though, while he was freeing himself of his clothes, an attentive eye was planted on him under the appeal - the smile on her lips grew with a comfortable fondness. “I’ll happily show you…” Murmuring gently, however before she was remotely able to take for it - Syo had gone ahead. Josiah followed the guidance, even if the visible sheepishness got her first. It didn’t stop her from heeding it.

Keeping the snug squeeze now, she didn’t move her hand yet but it was easy for her to watch and drink in the softest sounds. Even with her moment's sheepishness. Of course, after a moment when he simmered to the sheepish demeanour of his - heavy eyes remained on him while her hand moved just a little bit, keeping the taut hold though with a slightly - shallow and slow drag of her hand, up with a pause. And then down, languidly. Giving a bit of a toothy smile, she did recognize the look. His words though, were met with a soft shake. No, she wasn’t going to get made no matter. “Y-you don’t have to worry about me getting mad… I’m not going to get mad at you- so you can ask, my love. What’s this one more thing?” Spoken with a bit of strain, but the appeased look on her face at least assured it otherwise.

      When she started moving her hand no matter how slowly, his head lazily lolled back while his voice faltered in a string of chirped moans. The lightest dragging of fingers had him twitching in her grip and rendered him unable to concentrate, so much so that he made a gentle grasp for her wrist - yet, instead of stopping her, he only clung to it. He underestimated just how strong of a toll the high dose (which he’d taken earlier than Josiah) was having on his body.

      ❝Oh, it’s...ya know...what was I talking about?❞, he hummed and huffed softly, blanking out for a moment longer under the relaxing spell she’d put on him. With his mouth dumbly agape and a lost gaze swaying from one side to the other, he did his best to remember. 

      ❝A-Ah, right.❞, he chimed in and swallowed the drool trying to spill down the corner of his mouth, shaking his head to snap back to reality. Slouching forward a bit, he clumsily palmed at the back pockets of his lowered trousers until he found the slip he was looking for. Pinched in between his index and middle fingers was a wrapper, the contents of which were obvious given the context. He wagged it in full view while he spoke next in a graver tone than she probably would have expected to come out of his mouth.

      ❝If we're going all the way, I’m gonna use this. I’ve never done it before, so I dunno how sterile I am. Don’t wanna risk getting ya knocked up ‘cause that would be a drag.❞, he spoke frankly and leaned back a little to ease the pressure on the bends of her knees. At the same time, though, he brought the condom closer to her lips and held it out for her while he relayed the options. 

      ❝If you’re okay with it, then open it and put it on for me.❞, he whispered, rubbing up and down the back of her leg with his free hand. ❝If not, we can do it some other way, don’t worry.❞, he murmured against her skin, pressing a lingering kiss to her inner thigh while a cyan gaze hidden behind draped bangs watched her intently.

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If  my  heart  could   {{ B E A T }} 

  it  would   b r e a k   my  chest…

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Already, it was enough for Josiah, the prior affection and consideration easily calmed the searing need for tears and fears. Even that the smushed kiss cut her off for a moment, she was very aware there was more to love than just words at that. Although she wanted to butt in and cut him off, Josiah chose to let him speak and get it out while she listened under a soft lidded eye, one that refused to part from his own as the tension of her confining legs released and relaxed, enough assurance that she was relaxing more now but holding a loose hold around him so they didn’t falter. Albiet, traces of herself became more presently known by the souring of her face against a few things she didn’t agree with - it was safe to say she was back to what degrees of herself, only for the moment until he finished speaking once her look eased back into the known haze that was easily present regardless of what look was there. Although she could see it in his own, and to say the least she was thankful for his stubbornness… The last thing she wanted was him crying too. Overall, she understood well enough. “I-I know words aren’t enough, I’m on the same page… I want more too. I want you.” Her shoulders relaxed, meanwhile he was settling with his touch - enough that the body sensitivity had her twitching beneath his touch with hitched breaths while trying to keep up with her own words.

“Shuuuuush— with this damaged goods talk, you’re my goods, it’s going to stay that way-“ She bucked against his bumps, writhing just a little bit in his grip while a growly groan left her lips - grinding her teeth before her jaw went slack with an aroused exhale. The influence was easily taking its picks now and ceased anymore tears, the yearning was more than fluctuating. “Don’t apologize… I-I’m aware.. I didn’t mean to get upset like that-“ Aware, that even she might do him harm one day with her issues. Her head rolled to one side, basking in the slow affections that littered their way down, flinching and trembling just a little bit against the cool air on traces of saliva - that were easily lost to the merely blazing heat that risen to her skin. “Although. I’m not going to say that. Because you do love me… I just wanted you to understand my words, a-and you do. Selfish or not, it’s still love and love from you. I’m not upset about that, I would never be… I want to please you just as much-“ Only a wince managed to surface from the uncomfortable shift, but her body remained as putty as it possibly could until he settled, she wasn’t bothered by it at all. “-I share the same, all the same… Even if it’s that way, It doesn’t bother me to know. As long as I’m sharing it with you, you alone, that’s what matters to me too. I want to know t-too… I want to feel all of you—“ The attention settled on her from below almost made her sheepishly shrink, the searing red on her cheeks feverish - without a place to hide itself, the affectionate linger had her writhing as her legs tensed against his back - as if trying to urge him closer all together.

His remark made her writhe though with her sheepishness drawing her head to fall back briefly, pulling without any sync drags against her wrists - although she bucked and let out a sharp gasp once the kiss trailed to her core, whining softly evermore against the breath of heat. Her legs tensed against his back, eager to pull him closer if she was able to - unintentionally digging her heels into the muscle. Easily can it be bumped off, but the natural yearning and heated euphoria that was heavily tickled by the smallest things made any control difficult anymore through the more than obvious heated arousal, physical and naught and simply left her a mess below. “H-haaa… There w-will be more than just chirping you’ll be hearing-“

Her head lifted back up, though just to watch him while he settled his affections on her thigh. They relaxed though, a muffled giggle replaced a hitched breath instead, although morphing into a soft bucking whine - the stinging present felt a lot more prominently - arching her back under the pressure that was both pleasant and tense and pressing into his touch. “Syyooooo…-“ A soft howling coo left her lips, her arms strenuously jerking beneath her. “I want you. I want to touch you- I want to touch you too, please… I-I want you inside me- I need you.” That in what was suppose to resound a plea, came out more of a choked whine - in contrast to the overdrive sensations. It was hazy - and there was a lot more waiting for him if that wasn’t enough, she would certainly voice it all.

      While she was pleading for her freedom, a sharp leer watched her from between her propped legs as he latched onto the inner pudge of her thigh with another bite. The only grip keeping her pinned in place was that of the fingers digging and squeezing into the undersides of her legs throughout her writhing. A low-humming moan purred in his throat while he sucked on the skin and ground his teeth into it, leaving behind a merciless bruise not far from her groin. It was so close, in fact, that his strained, impatient breath huffed in reprises into the soaked material still covering her up, until he finally released her with a satisfied chuckle. A string of saliva still clung to his lips from his clumsy attempts at soothing her wounds by slathering them up.

      ❝Not loud enough...❞, he teased in an aroused whisper, dragging the flat of his tongue from her sensitive core up her navel in a swift stride. Giving her only a short break from his intrusive touch, he slithered closer and rested his chin below her bust, watching her from above with a silly grin plastered on his face. By that point, her legs were probably in limbo from being stretched out so far up on his shoulders, but at least her lower half was resting comfortably in his lap. While her body was hoisted like that, he could easily attend her bound wrists and start to loosen the belt until she was able to slip free of it. The grin turned into a timid smile as he pulled away and allowed her a breather.

      ❝That’s okay though, because I want you to touch me too...Show me what that feels like.❞, he murmured while attending himself by getting rid of the constrictive attire.

      When his boring clothes were no longer a problem, he reached out for one of her hands and gently guided it to his length, clasping and squeezing her fingers around it in a tight grip - his lukewarm body easily fed off her heat in moments, prying a soft gasp out of his throat. Blush wasn’t apparent on his features, but his skin darkened with a tint of it - his cheeks looked almost bruised in a sense, simulating warmth. Part of him wished she’d start jerking him off then and there, but he didn’t plan to leave her yearning for much longer. And yet, before he did anything else, he brought his hand to his mouth which he then sheepishly covered, an anxious display more reminiscent of Val rather than Syo.

      ❝There’s also...One more thing. I hope you won’t get too mad at me for it. I’ve heard some girls aren’t into it, but uhm...❞, he confessed vaguely and waited for her cue to resume, his dopey gaze drifting askew.

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@timelostcarrion​ said:  Squeezy air grabby hands @ Val "Hey- hey- hey- Listen... I love you." [she must tell them both]

      Being ripped in and out of his body on a whim was convenient to Val. At first, it was terrifying. After a while, it became routine. Each time he got the chance to interact with Josiah, he also tried to familiarize himself with the modern-day wonders that he had missed out on. That time around, he was playing around on Syo’s phone - confusing to operate, he relied on instincts to guide him around. Luckily, Syo had the wisdom to set his passwords to his real name instead of anything bizarre, so Val had no trouble getting through the blocks after he actually figured out how to use the keyboard. It just so happened that he found the camera app and for the first time in forever, he saw himself in a mirror. Out of curiosity, he started feeling his cheeks and the bags under his eyes with his fingertips. Verdict: malnourished and unkempt. He let out a sigh and shook his head - at least, that much hadn’t changed.

      Though when Josiah pried his attention away from it, he greeted her with a startled reaction at first, quick to melt into a docile, puppy-like smile afterwards. One of his hands met hers halfway as he pressed his palm against hers and interlocked their fingers with a squeeze. Gallantly, he pulled her closer against his frame and nosed her hair out of the way to press his lips to her cheek.

      ❝I love you too.❞, he purred and thumbed circles at her knuckles. Without warning her firsthand, he held the phone up from a distance and pushed his mouth against her own in a tight, sealing kiss. What followed was a short click, confirming that a picture was taken. Slowly after it was done, he released her from his sudden outburst with a soft peck to follow the loss of pressure. ❝Memories...together.❞, he murmured and brought the phone closer so he could see the result. Not perfect by far with an angle that was slightly askew, at the very least they were both in the frame.

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@timelostcarrion​ said:  "Scale of 1-10 in efficiency, how well do you think you'd do on the daily when you're busy- but with me clinging to your back and sleeping like a koala?" [dead weight on your back but sleeping]

      ❝Have ya seen me, doll? I weigh as much as yer outfit does.❞, he snickered as he rolled his eyes and flexed his arms just to prove his point. ❝One wrong move and I’ll be sprawled out on the floor with a dislocated disk-- Ain’t going nowhere, in that case. Big fat lousy zero fer me. If yer feeling like a slob, we can just lay in bed fer the day.❞

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If Val found his discomfort in his actions, he could’ve pushed his hand away if he wanted to - Knox would cease it and let him go altogether. But the sounds were much more reassuring that he wasn’t bringing him any discomfort either, even under the writhing that was - the serpentine was careful not to have an overbearing grip at all on his jaw, even remotely moving it around. But the settling grip that kept him there during his affectionate onslaught made sure he was doing alright, but his affections followed the sounds he could presently hear up his throat after his kisses trailed downward and back up with a few soft groans in contrast. His knees settled better so he could slip his other arm down, relying better on his upper body strength to his succession - he didn’t have too much a problem letting his hand slink down to Val's hip in a groping and kneading squeeze, giving a few languid strokes. The present tune of his name drawn him to press a few snug kisses nearest the center of his throat with a few pleased coos, and just as he was about to press his thumb further, the locking seal that was taken on it said otherwise already.

The serpentine tittered gently before his other hand stroked up Val's side again, snug and squeezing in its caress, he’d abruptly have squeezed his side from the uncalled for pressure on his finger - from pleasant to surprise, made him perk up in a peek under half-lidded eyes and a snickering smile, his other thumb dragging and rubbing at his rib cage now while his form slumped to watch him. “Think you’d have more fun with these two-” His index and middle wiggled in soft rhythmic rubs under his jaw, ticklish albeit but it made him chuckle nevertheless - under the fond look.

      Upon his neck being littered with ticklish strides of tongue, the first reflex of his inexperienced body was to flinch and writhe away from Knox’s mouth. Heeding the worrying strength clasping at his side, he let up the pressure of teeth on Knox’s thumb and ran his tongue over the pinched skin, soothing it with saliva. Although the mixture of sensations was more than pleasant and stirred within him emotions that he was unfamiliar with, the kind of sensitivity Knox tried to instill in him was the type he was afraid to experience for himself. Yet, in spite of his fright, he couldn’t help but throw his head back to let out a whiny giggle that he’d been keeping in for a while and released Knox’s thumb altogether from the clutches of his now unclenched jaw. Naturally, the fingertips toying with his sensitive skin made him crane his neck as far back as anatomy would allow it if only to escape them, shaking his head from side to side as his laughter subsided into a jumpy titter. Patting blindly in the dark, he slapped a hand over Knox’s wrist to try and pull his hand away, his other one resting idly on the one tracing his edges.

      ❝No-Not if you keep doing that-- Geez.❞, he scoffed and let out an exasperated grunt as he pushed his thumb into Knox’s palm to spread his fingers apart, to hopefully disrupt their rhythm. But when he caught glimpse of his face from that angle, he melted to putty and ended up releasing his wrist with only a draping hold still lightly clinging onto it. Fingertips traced along the veins on the back of his hand in an alluring caress while a timid, droopy gaze watched and lay in wait, an expression far too relaxed to bother emoting. ❝I doubt I know how to have fun with anything, for that matter.❞, he sighed and closed his eyes as he tilted his head to the side.

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@eeriestatic​ said:  Knox finger wiggles under staff door. "I love you-" - knox [hes not allowed in there shgjb]

      As soon as he spotted the weird movement, the cat-like display sent him into a cackling fit in the middle of the staff meeting. Even without the spoken affections, he’d recognize those bruised fingertips anywhere. Leaving the others to debrief in peace, he crab-walked away from them and got on his hands and knees on the other side of the door, if only to grab a hold of what little peered through of Knox’s fingers and squeeze them into his palm.

      ❝I love you too.❞, he whispered and rubbed his thumb over their calloused pads. ❝But you shouldn’t be here-- Feeling feisty?❞, he purred and playfully yanked his hand over to his side. It might have hurt a little, but so did getting his face smashed into a pipeline.