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You'd be surprised at what I can handle.

[Powers or not, Bela considered herself to be pretty fit. She's also confident in her ability to keep up, and there are worse ways to get exhausted. ]

I think we should. You first?

[She grins, bringing her hand around to join the other one and reaches for whatever buttons were on his shirt, popping them open. Then she grabs the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head, tossing it to one side and taking a quick look. When her hands move down to his pants, she gives him a quick kiss, unbuttoning the top button before moving to the waistband, tugging them down as far as she could go.]

Hm. You might need to help me here, Peter.

[He's not ready for how quickly she moves, and before he can react, she's already stripped him of his shirt and then unbuttons and unzips his pants. Since he's sitting down, she can't get them off of him entirely, so that gives him a chance to process what's just happened.

She can also now see the twisting black splotch on his left neck and shoulder, but she doesn't seem to be recoiling from it. Peter puts a hand over the mark self-consciously, momentarily putting aside the fact that's she's asking for help.]

Yeah, sure, just a second.

[Bela had noticed the mark, remembering that he had asked people about physical changes a while ago. But it doesn't bother her, it doesn't change what she wants and it doesn't make her any less attracted to him.]

You don't have to hide that from me, Peter.

[She reaches over with a hand to place atop the one that partially covered his mark, giving it a squeeze.]

I still want you.

You sure? I don't want it to kill the mood.

[He appreciates her touch, and he leans up to catch her lips with his own again.]

It doesn't hurt or anything. It's just a mark, so as long as it doesn't bother you...

I'm not bothered by it at all.

[She kisses him softly in return, sliding her hand down along his cheek.]

And I'm glad it doesn't hurt you either.

Good. We can keep going then.

[He grabs the hand that's on his cheek, bringing it to his lips for more kisses. Once he finishes that, he adjusts himself on the bed so he can get his pants off, leaving himself in his boxers alone.]

Okay, I took off everything else. I don't want to give it all away at once, so I think it's your turn to get rid of some of your clothes.

[She watches him strip off the rest of his clothing, giving Peter a long once-over before smiling. Now she can see what she's working with.]
Darling, I already saw at least one thing of yours. [Her gaze drops down briefly before she looks at him with a smile.]

But yes, you're right. It is my turn.

[Bela removes her shirt first, tossing it to the floor. Then she slips out of her jeans and shoes, adding them to the pile of clothes. The underwear she has on is black and lacy, emphasising all the right places.]

Yes, but never everything all at once.

[He shuts up as she starts to strip, eyes watching greedily as she exposes more and more skin. Peter especially can't help but stare at her breasts, licking his suddenly dry lips as he memorizes every inch of her curves.]

Come here.

[He reaches out with both hands, opening his arms in preparation to welcome her into her bed. He's very much on board with exploring her like this, and eventually getting to take off the last of her clothing himself.]

[Bela is fully aware that his gaze is on her. It's part of the reason why she wore the underwear in the first place, but she's also wearing for her own benefit as well. Still, it pleased her to see him staring.]

Don't need to tell me twice.

[She grins, moving forward into his open arms and allowing him to place her wherever he wants her to be. Ever since he accepted her offer to meet up, she's been looking forward to being with him in this way. Having a chance to spend more time to explore in return.]

[She's in his lap, similar to their last encounter, but this time, he makes sure she's straddling him. He lets one hand come up to her chin, cupping it and kissing her yet again. With the other hand, he touches her hip, playing with the lacy of her underwear and slipping a finger under the waistband. He doesn't drag it down just yet, but teases like he's going to.]

Hmm, so what was it you said first? My fingers? Or was it my mouth? I can't remember.

[Her hands are planted on either side of him, placed flat against the mattress. It's giving her a very nice view and she can feel the heat coming from his body. Bela hums into the kiss, deepening it a little before he breaks it. She makes another sound when his finger goes into the waistband of her underwear, smilng at his words afterwards. ]

Fingers. But maybe I should leave it up to you, hm? Either way, I know I am going to enjoy it.

You might regret giving me too many options. I'm having a hard time deciding.

[But he knows that what he really wants to do isn't going to be easy in this position. So in one move, he pulls her into his arms and rolls over on the bed, so that now her back is against the mattress and he's leaning over her. He's on his knees in between her legs, and he bends down to kiss her lips, moving further to kiss her neck, her throat, and the swell of her breasts.

He adjusts his position, continuing down and kissing her stomach, dipping his tongue into her navel, and then reaching her underwear. He lifted his eyes back up to meet hers, and he realizes that he's starting to tremble with anticipation.]

Still good?

[She laughs lightly, it soon turning into a giggle when he scoops her up and lays her back on the bed. Bela looks up at him as he hovers above her, unable to stop herself from smiling before he kisses her. She arches slightly when he starts to kiss down her body, making a soft sound of need whenever his lips brush along a sensitive spot.

Bela makes another noise at the feel of his tongue, knowing what was coming when he reaches her underwear. She meets his gaze when he looks at her, biting her bottom lip as she nods.]

Yeah. I'm good.

[It was nice for him to check in on her as he goes.]

[He's never heard her giggle before, but he likes it and is determined to hear it again. She also likes his tongue, which is good news for later.

When she reassures him, he moves on, hooking his thumbs into the band of her underwear on each side and sliding them down her legs. He did so slowly, like he was unwrapping a present, eventually dropping the offending piece of clothing at the foot of the bed.

He slides his hands up from her toes to her calves, hooking behind her knees and bringing her up to rest her ankles on his shoulders. With one last look into her eyes to make sure she was okay, he bent down to press kisses to the inside of her thighs, humming softly as he went.]

[She doesn't mind that he takes his time with removing her underwear because it's all part of the build up for her, the little thrill she gets before he gives her (and him really) what she wants.

The feel of his hands has Bela sighing, wanting him to touch her all over as soon as he gets a chance to. That thought is momentarily forgotten when he moves her into position, making her more open to him - it sends a shiver down her spine. The look she returns is absolute permission for him to continue.

When he starts to kiss her there, she lets out a sound of want, loud enough for Peter to hear, but not anyone else.]

[He could probably be happy just like this: kissing and nipping at her thighs and hearing her increasingly loud reactions. But there's something he wants more, something that should get even more of a response.

Carefully, slowly, he bends down, using his fingers to spread her apart. One finger slips inside of her to see how ready she is. Once he's satisfied, he adds an extra finger and moves just a little faster, pushing in and withdrawing in a rhythm.

She said this was what she wanted first. Now he just had to see how impatient she was for him to try something new.]

[It is what she wanted him to do first, and it makes her groan, hips rolling just slightly against his fingers so she doesn't interrupt his rhythm. He's already familiar with what she likes, though it doesn't take anything away from just how good it feels. ]

That's it – [Bela says through another groan, bracing a hand against the mattress to support herself.] - just there.

[She's content to let him pleasure her like this for a few minutes before wanting something different.]

I want your mouth. Please.

Well, since you said "please," then...

[It's kind of evil, but he likes teasing her like this. He withdraws his fingers, slipping them into his mouth and cleaning them off directly in her line of vision. He hadn't tasted her last time and had regretted it.

He leans over again, keeping her legs apart just enough so that he could get his head comfortably wedged between her thighs. His tongue darted out, taking a cautious first swipe and circling her entrance. Her scent was just as wonderful as her taste, and he moaned happily, causing a vibration against her.]

[Of course she watches him lick his fingers clean, knowing that Peter did it on purpose. It's a very thrilling visual, and it only adds to the experience. As for teasing? Well, she can absolutely do that to him in return.

Bela makes a soft sound at the brush of his tongue, eyes fluttering shut for just a moment. The sensation is different to his fingers, but not any less enjoyable. She also likes the vibration and the moan; though truthfully, Bela will probably like anything that Peter does to her.

Especially when it's new and their first chance to take time with each other.]

A good start...

['Only a good start?' he wants to say, but his mouth is currently occupied, so quips will have to wait. He's exploring every bit of her with his tongue now, alternating between kissing and licking.

Since she'd enjoyed it when he used his fingers there, his next target is returning to her clit, dragging his tongue slowly around it and tracing patterns. He even sucks on it a little bit, trying to get more of those beautiful moans and whimpers out of her.

Peter realizes at that moment that he's still wearing his boxers, which is concealing just how much he's enjoying pleasuring Bela right now. He sneaks one hand away from her legs and down his own body, slipping under his shorts and grasping his erection. As he continues to lick and suck and kiss at those nerves, he gives himself a few strokes, moaning again and causing more vibrations.]

[His efforts are rewarded with a series of soft moans and pleased sighs, sometimes, even an utterance of his name. Bela doesn’t know how long she'll last if he keeps it up like this, but it's a fleeting thought because everything he's doing feels so damn good; she's in absolute heaven.

The occasional curse word does slip from her lips, followed by a deep groan of pleasure. Her hips start to move slowly against his mouth, hands reaching down below to find something to hold onto, fingers twisting in the sheets as she cries out again, louder than before.

Somehow, Bela notices that one of his hands moved away from her, and she doesn't know why. Until she hears him moan. Was he? Because if he was doing what Bela thinks he's doing, it's really hot.]

I'm close... [Maybe he could tell already, though she did want to give him a warning.]

Mmm...

[That's supposed to be a confirmation that he hears her, since he's still not able to talk. He starts to move his tongue a little faster, swiping it against her as he continues to touch himself.

He pulls away just for a second to talk to her, and his voice is heavy with want.]

It's okay. You can come.

[Then, he's back to it, returning to his place between her legs and resuming his patterns and hums. His hands is moving more quickly between his own legs, so if it wasn't obvious enough before, it's abundantly clear now what he's doing.]

[Upping the pace is going to make it difficult for Bela to hold back, though it's fine. She will enjoy the extra sensation as she moans again, her breathing starting to become uneven.]

Oh, I will.

[Is all that she can manage to say before making another sound, barely holding on. It doesn't help that now Bela can hear what Peter was doing with his hand, and part of her wishes that she was doing that for him instead.]

You can come too, Peter.

[After that, words were failing her. She lets go, stopping herself from holding back because she needs to feel that release; Bela is tipped over the edge a few moments later, coming hard as she calls out his name.]

[He would have laughed if his mouth hadn't been preoccupied - how quickly she'd gone from speaking to crying out, her muscles spasming and her thighs clenching around his head as she rode out her climax. He didn't let up until she finished, and he eagerly swallowed up her release.]

Beautiful.

[He's looking at her now as he kneels in front of her. His hand is still moving and he hungrily takes in her form, nude except for her bra and looking completely sated. It only takes a few more strokes before he's nearly curling in on himself, coming with a short curse.]

[Given a few moments, Bela would have happily taken care of that for him, but it's more interesting to see Peter do it to himself. As she thought earlier, it's incredibly hot and it flares up her arousal, even after she just came.

She's looking back at him with a heated gaze, watching closely as he brings himself to his climax, groaning at the sight.]

Remind me to let you watch me next time.

[Bela purrs, getting up into a seated position and leaning in close to brush her fingers along his cheek.]

You okay?

[The purr is replaced by something softer.]

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