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[Fiora Di Angelo]

It took some strength to get her mind straight, with Ronja admitting how much of a corrupting influence she can be, struggling to keep her hands at bay once the magia carefully washed away the impurities.

"Or maybe you were always this tainted and just didn't want to admit it." She mused, once again falling to silence past their kiss once a little break happened between them. Of course, it didn't come out as a surprise that all this were new to her.

It sort of applied to both as it is.

Scarred hands went to grasp Ronja's, careful in every sense of the word. Slow as if they asked for permission yet inevitably pushed on as if they already had it. The elf reeled her in with one yank, letting go if only to reach out for her thighs to get a hold on, forcing the magia upon her lap in a moment's notice.

"Whatever we do's gonna be new for both now that we got eachother." A honest smile to cut dry her teaseful act of earlier. As honest as someone who speaks without a second thought, since she had none in her mind now. "With that said, it's about time I get back to work." She didn't need to explain the what, why or when. Actions over words applying here, as she lifted herself from the stool, carrying her lover for just a second before dropping to her knees, planting Ronja on her back against the floor, pinned down with her weight and hot breath alike.

Giving no time for her to gasp, giggle or even look away this time, Fiora attacked while she had the element of surprise, pressing her lips once again with Ronja's. This time fueled by shared lust, hands dancing over her skin, hopeful to overload her senses and let them both focus on eachother rather than the world around them, or their thoughts alike.

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

"Maybe..." Ronja admitted, with her gaze lingering on Fiora's, not averting it despite the mild embarrassment caused by the distracting thoughts that drowned her mind. The grasp on her hand brought a smile to Ronja's lips, and she squeezed her girlfriend's hand back, giggling at the initial gentleness before squeaking at the more forcibly yank, bringing a more excited yet sheepish grin to her lips.

"It sure is..." She said, using her free hand to caress Fiora's cheek for a moment, feeling the honesty and affection of her words. "Ronja couldn't be happier for exploring this with you first." Her cheeks grew red, but at this point, she could only push the embarrassment away and embrace their moment of intimacy.

When she was held and lifted, Ronja chuckled, holding onto Fiora tightly and giving her lips a quick peck before she was abruptly sent to the floor along with her lover.

"H-Hey no- Mmphh-" Ronja's eyes grew wide at the quick engage, huffing a muffled giggle before closing her eyes and deepening the touch of their lips with a sneaking tongue, having her body shivering slightly at the feeling of the scarred hand brushing against it, just as Ronja returned the gesture with caresses of her own, tracing every curve across Fiora's body, holding her while she tilted her head, allowing her to lean in more into the passionate kiss.

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

Fiora wouldn't give her the benefit of the doubt nor the luxury of a breather when they reached the floor, the little attempts to stop her drowned by Ronja herself just as their lips connected once again, spreading once the 'pure rich girl' proved to be far more salacious than she looked like once their tongues met and warmth spread like ripples all over her body.

Here she thought Ronja was simply inexperienced, and there goes her girl, pushing every button to get the fire of passion to take over. Fiora tilted her head in the opposite direction, aggressive in pursuit of taking the lead over their makeout session once she retaliated, her right hand slithering down Ronja's navel, only to end between her legs, gracing two fingers across her mound. Slow and gentle, if only to keep their boundaries clear, even if they might have broken them all right now.

Finally the elf broke their kiss apart rather abruptly, with a thin trail linking both of their mouths. "You sure you want me to stop?" Whispers accompanied by a smile. Her hands could barely hold back their wants, her left one just stroking along Ronja's waistline, almost at the verge of impatience. Their bodies already spoke for themselves, but she wanted to hear it from her lover. One answer to conclude their chit chatting for tonight.

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

When Fiora pushed in, seeming to try to take things into a fiercer path while trying to take the lead, Ronja did try to fight it back slightly, giving a bit of work for Fiora to deal with as they exchanged their affections.

But a quiet giggle showed she was just being playful in her attempt to deny any lead, soon giving away and allowing her lover to guide the pace, holding onto her tightly after feeling that her hand had explored her plenty... After all, she needed to save a bit of the tactile savour for later.

Not that it seemed like Fiora cared about it, with her hand becoming dangerously close to Ronja's intimacy, making the magia's heart clank faster, muffling a brief moan into their kiss before it was parted away. A sigh escaped from Ronja when their separated lips allowed her to breath, though her gaze showed a hint that she wasn't fond about it ending so sudden.

Ronja's face was already too red to be any worse at the question posed by Fiora, and her eyes shifted down to her girlfriend's hand, and then back to her eyes, leaning in until their lips were barely touching.

"... Only when we can't move anymore." She answered, with her lips barely brushing on Fiora's, showing an eagerness of her own.

@Fiora Di Angelo