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Salvation Meme!

The holidays are upon Union, bringing an event (and plenty of snow) in their wake...and in the midst of the excitement, some characters may have gifts they wish to give others. That's where this meme comes in!

If you just want to post an OOC list of the Salvation gifts your character got their CR (or their Pokémon, or their CR's Pokémon...), there's an OOC top-level comment for that. If you'd rather surprise someone ICly, however, there's a section for that as well.

Happy gifting! And happy OOC holidays to everyone in the game. Let's make the seasons bright. :)

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It wasn't important. [ Not like what she's feeling right now. Haruka is dimly aware she should be more upset with herself for having easily-exploitable vulnerabilities, but if the person exploiting them is Michiru, and if it makes her feel...this....

This time she sucks air in through her teeth, breasts and hips feeling warm. Michiru is merciless. That kind of nerve is also attractive. ]

No? [she isn't really expecting an answer, from the way she's leaning down to kiss a spot on the inside of your leg, right above the knee. The fingers on your calf keep right on moving, alternating between the calloused pads of her fingers and the nails.]

Aahhhnn... [ Replying is not possible right now. Haruka needs to breathe through her mouth instead. But she can't help but smile. Adagio, huh....right. Michiru is always reminding her to slow down.

So instead of wasting her breath, she tries to nudge Michiru's face with that leg. She'll relax, already. She trusts you. See, there she goes. Tension dissipating.

Mostly. ]

[that's a quiet chuckle and she responds with a nuzzle and another kiss. This one, however, is marginally closer than the first. And another one. And another one. And when it's too awkward for her to reach for your calf anymore, she's hooking her wrist around your leg and letting her tongue flick against the skin of your inner thigh.]

Mmmn... [ Haruka's head tips back. It's funny how her chest can get tender again even with Michiru nowhere near it. The same for between her legs, but Michiru's only getting closer, there...

She's no longer bothering to keep from calling out, though, so pretty much every one of those licks gets a reaction. This is what makes it fun for you, right? She doesn't want to be the only one feeling good. ]

[it's certainly encouraging to hear, and that's a pleased hum in response.

But whether or not those sounds are making her go any faster is still up in the air. She's taking a long moment, thoroughly kissing your thigh. Eyes flick up to you, and then she's finally moving.

The lightest flick of her tongue against those folds, an exhale, and then she's moving again and latching her mouth onto the inner thigh of your other leg. It's probably unfair, how her tongue is laving patterns onto the skin there.]

[ Tease. Haruka shivers, free leg bending slightly. If she calls Michiru a tease, though....that'll only goad her......which, really, Haruka's not complaining, but appreciation for someone's style doesn't always align with what her body is telling her it wants, and soon....look at her, Michiru even made her fingers tremble, that's amazing...

She manages to fit a few words around tiny moans anyway. ] Having fun?

I always have fun when I'm with you. [from her conversational tone, it's hard to imagine that she was two seconds away from eating you out.

It seems, however, that she's waiting for you to say something, seeing how her next kiss is a good inch further away from your center than you'd like.

Ask and you'll receive, right?]

[ Oh, that's how this is going to work. Haruka shifts in place, wetting her lips. Michiru isn't making it easy for her to speak, but she'll try. ] ...I want to have even more fun with you.

[ That's asking, right? ]

[that's a noncommittal noise, and she's moving her kisses another inch away. Looks like she's waiting for another answer.

As if to make up for it, her hand finds your knee before trailing down to brush her nails against your calf. How sensitive is this one?]

Hggh!! [ Very. She deserved that, though. So she calms herself enough to keep speaking. ] ....Please.

[ Her voice, already husky, shakes a little there. ]

[her heart skips a beat. She's always liked your voice, but well. That sends a shiver through her.]

Hmm? [that's an interested hum as she moves back two inches, nuzzling and letting her breath hit the skin. Her hand withdraws, brushing up against your calf and settling on your thigh.

Did you want something? Or someone. She'll take that too.]

[ Still not there yet. Fine. Haruka almost laughs, but considering her breath is coming in puffs now, it's just ragged. If that's what Michiru wants...that's what Michiru will get...

She turns on as much of her smoulder as she can manage, soft and intimate and almost smiling. On her terms, Michiru. She always yields on her own terms. ] Finish me.

[with pleasure. That's a full blown smirk, and then Michiru shifts, bracing herself against the mattress, and leans in for a taste.

It looks as if she's given up on the teasing though, from the way she's going straight for her prize. The pacing might be andante for the moment, but hey. Your terms, right?]

Hhhhh--- [ Both Haruka's legs twitch, wanting to prop themselves up on the bed. She keeps letting herself moan - holding back only distracts from where she ~~has no choice but to~~ would like to focus. Soon, sparing thoughts for that kind of thing won't even be an option...

She wets her own lips, since her mouth has suddenly gone dry. It must be from all this heat. Everywhere. Inside her body.

Her fingers curl into the sheets. ]

[Michiru makes a pleased noise, even as her arm moves, fingers digging into your hips as if that would allow her to get closer. She certainly likes an appreciative audience.

That's a long, slow lick, nothing but her breath for a precious second, and then she's sucking gently.]

[ Oh gods Michiru. The rest of Haruka wants to be touched, too, but that would involve Michiru stopping what she's doing, and that mustn't happen. Her eyes close, the better to focus on her partner. ]

Nnnn. [ Her hips twitch again, appreciative. ]

[those reactions spur her on, continuing in the same vein for a few short endless minutes.

Mm, Haruka. That's the tip of her tongue again, and then she's tracing slow, deliberate patterns with it. It's the same ones she pressed into your thigh earlier, but she'll forgive you if you're not thinking straight enough to recognize it.]

Mich-- [ No, the connection isn't consciously being made. She might sense something here is similar, but couldn't specify if asked. She couldn't do a lot of things right now if asked.

Though. Hmm.. ] D'you still... [ Mmmnngh. ] take requests?

Hmm? [she's listening, though she's going to take this opportunity to increase her pacing a little.]

[ Ah - that's - you read her mind, it's like you're psychic....Haruka waits a bit before replying to better enjoy this development.

But reply she eventually does, lifting a hand to graze Michiru's hairline right behind the other woman's ear. She's probably going to regret not having this hand to support herself with, but she'll deal with that when it happens. ] Don't hold back.

[well, since you asked so nicely. Michiru hums with pleasure, fingers pressing into your hips as if to keep you right here.

And that is definitely a jump in tempo. Nothing fancy now. If anything, it looks like she is intent on relentlessly driving you to the edge.

You can take it, right?]

[ ~~Who the hell do you think she is?~~ Always. And she'll do it without moving that hand, too.

Even if her fingers curl around Michiru's hair and moans turn more into grunts, barely able to voice one before another starts. When it's Michiru, Haruka wants to take everything. Anything for Michiru.

So she's pushed to said ledge...and lingers there. Her chin snaps down. ] Rgghh....Nn..

[she doesn't let up, focusing only on the moment. The taste of you, the sound of your voice, the heat, the pounding of her blood in her ears, the fingers in her hair. You. Them. Just them, in this moment.

A swirl of her tongue. Come along.]

[ She's here, Michiru. She's here, she'll follow, she - ]

Haaahhh......

[ When the tension finally snaps, she doesn't yell so much as just....exhale with her entire body, energy draining, flowing, slipping into Michiru through her fingertips, as she waits for the waves to stop roiling in her head. Once the sea is somewhat calmer, she combs those fingers through her partner's hair, and her hand only trembles a little bit.

A shaky laugh, and she's trying to sneak a peek at Michiru. Well done. ]

Salvation Meme!

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