Icarian Dreams

Lyn gave a short, pure chuckle at his comment, her eyes shining with shared excitement and joy. "Mmm..." she breathed out as his fingers began to move around her lower parts. "you make... a compelling argument..." she stated, leaning closer into him as she felt herself warm up under his touch. Feeling his fingers smoothly enter her, she gasped slightly, next to his ear. Her hand let itself be guided by his, her fingers soon ran down his length, only slightly, almost teasingly so, wrapping around its girth. "Well... only customary... that I offer something of similar value... hmm?" she whispered sensually, moving her hand to the base of the shaft. Her lips pressed against his, once again enveloping them in a passionate kiss as her hands slowly fondled and caressed his body.

With a bit of a disappointment in her eyes, she followed the notebook on its way to Hiro's back pocket, for a few good seconds looking in melancholy at his butt-cheek. It seemed that whatever it was he wanted to write in it was, sadly, not meant for her eyes, so she accepted it with a quiet sigh. The sound of his voice for likely the dozenth time this day brought her attention back to the boy. She listened closely, hearing his explanations. What he said sounded quite wise, Lamp had to admit. Maybe she indeed was too careful. Aside from the behavioral cues he manifested, there didn't appear to be practically anything that would suggest Hiro was in any way related to the less-alive part of the society, and, besides, now that Lamp thought about it, she couldn't really think about many things that were actually bad about being a zombie. Well, maybe aside from the rotting flesh and the smell that likely came with it... but Hiro didn't really mention that when speaking about Yoko. And it wasn't like she felt any coming from Hiro. Lamp was almost about to ask him about that, but something told her it might be an indelicate question. What if humans liked the smell of rotten flesh? It was hard to say with these people sometimes. But other than that, maybe there wasn't anything wrong with being dead- not-dead? past-dead? A deep frown appeared on her forehead. "Well, if you say it's good, there's nothing wrong with it, right?" she answered with indisputable logic to his clarification. She considered his words for a moment, giving her best effort at trying to relate the feelings he described to anything she would have known, but failed to come to any good comparison. The best examples she had were closely related to mating, but since Hiro pointed out that Yoko was not, in fact, his mate, she didn't really consider bringing them up. Not that she would have had time to do so, as the boy almost immediately afterwards threw another question at her. "Huh? Oh, yeah, it should be like..." she scratched the back of her head for a second, giving a quick glimpse to the timetable she held. "Well, somewhere around. I'll know when I see it!" she assured, taking the lead to guide them to her dorm, where they would spend the next couple hours, talking, answering each other's questions, and learning what exactly it is that a telephone is used for... [ OOC: Scene ended. ]

The existence of the fourth amulet came at a bit of a surprise to Anpu. Either they had more foresight than she thought they would, or they planned to drag her into it in the first place. Anpu didn't really bother to consider which one was it. She barely caught the amulet, cowering just slightly at the sister's sigh. Was she being obnoxious? She really didn't want to get on the sisters' bad side. Raising her head, she gave Giana a short, thankful, and a bit apologetic smile. She didn't get much time to examine the trinket before the other sister handed her the scroll. Anpu quickly got to its study, taking the time to do a few last check-ups on the ritual and to memorize the incantation herself. It seemed easy enough. Her ears perked up slightly at the sound of Jessica's voice speaking near her. "Hmm...? Oh, yes, I guess we could," she agreed absentmindedly, giving the sister little focus as she read the document. Only after a few seconds did the implication of Jessica's words get through to her. Right, let's... not get distracted just yet, Anpu, she reprimanded herself, but her eyes went slightly above the text, just for a few seconds examining Claire's rather alluring buttocks. The Anubis smiled nervously, for the last time reading the incantation, and put the scroll away. "Yeah- Alright, we can begin," she confirmed, moving herself to her position and raising the amulet, studying it for a couple seconds before putting it around her neck.

"Right, efficiency, of course," Lyn repeated with a slightly sarky smile on her face. Her eyes smiled towards him as he ran his hands around her body, escaping only for a second towards her own body as she felt the faint energy invigorate her. Combined with the warm streams that ran down her body, the tingling sensation of the yellowish light covering her felt weirdly arousing. She closed her eyes, happily accepting his kiss, her mouth grasping slightly onto his lower lip as he moved back. A spark of playfulness appeared in them as they opened back up. "Well, you may not meet my presumptions of a subtle trickster, but you did tick all of the boxes in my 'hedonistic pleasure-seeker' expectations," she smiled, diving into his second kiss. A moan escaped her into his lips as his hands became more adventurous, the wetness of her skin causing them to slip and slide on her body. With reluctance, she pulled her mouth away, looking back into his eyes. "We'll... be late for class," she said in an almost accusatory tone, her breath, already quickened from the excitation, causing her to convey her worries in rather shaky manner.

The water was feeling glorious on Lyn's back and shoulders, warm lashes of it flowing down her body, massaging her tired muscles. Initially she was planning on just taking a short cold shower to refresh and wake herself up, but that ultimately turned into a longer showering session, with heated water helping her relax more than anything else. She stood with her back towards the entrance, arms crossed in front of her, supporting her weight on the nearby wall, her mind wandering as the warm water streamed down her form. Only the sound of the bathroom door slightly squeaking as it opened drew her out of this state. Surprised by the fact that someone was entering the room, she turned towards the source of the noise and immediately stepped back, even despite the presence of a curtain, covering her bare breasts with her hands. Only when she heard Lin's voice did she calm herself down, and moved to push the curtain aside just a little bit, ready to give her visitor a questioning look as to why he was bothering her right now. Before she could do that, however, her eyes widened with joy at the sight of strawberries. "Oh, thank you!" she exclaimed, only for a second looking up at him with gratitude, before eagerly reaching out for the fruit. It was exactly what she needed to silence that gnawing hunger before she could eat some proper breakfast. Not that keen on eating out of his hand (just yet), she scooped the strawberries into her own hands, without further ado giving them her full and undivided attention. They tasted great - ripe and fresh. It was clear that Lin must have used his powers to sprout them just moments ago. She would have wondered on whether he could do just do that out of thin air if she wasn't so busy sating her hunger. "Mmh~ They're wonderful!" she assured. "Oh, there's toast for you in the kitchen, by the way" she mentioned in the moments between stuffing herself full with strawberries, recalling that she was, in fact, making some food for him as well. Her gaze traveled up to meet his eyes and she blushed, only now noticing how close he got to her. She raised her hand, resting it softly against his chest. "-but you're not really hungry, are you?" she smirked in a mix of amusement and slight embarrassment.

Few hours later... Tick-tock. Tick-tock-clank~ A small, rather ornate-looking clock shook slightly on the nearby desk as its longer hand passed twelve, forcing the shorter one to cover a beautifully inscribed number seven on its face. For a moment, it simply stood there menacingly, threatening to befall the machine into its daily fit of fury any second now, but then- Tick. Another second had passed, and any worry that the beautiful morning would be spoiled by a rabid buzzing came to a pass, letting Lynette breathe out in relief and relax her tensed-up muscles. She rolled on her back, tenderly moving Lin's hands from around her body. She knew the clock wouldn't ring - after all she personally turned it off when she woke up just minutes ago - but there was always this rising tension and uncertainty as to whether the machine would really behave how she set it to. Lin groaned something in asleep as the winterfae slowly made her way out of his embrace, silencing his complaints with a quick but genuine kiss on his cheek. The way in which his arms almost possessively guarded her from the surrounding world was in a way flattering and Lyn felt practically guilty from removing herself from them, but alas, time wasn't on her side this morning. Class would be starting in about an hour, and she still needed to put her room into shape after all that had happened. Besides, she hadn't eaten since yesterday's lunch and at his point she was beginning to feel the unpleasant emptiness of her stomach. And she also needed Lin to rest. She only imagined how exhausted he must have been after yesterday's events - she herself could still feel it in her bones, and she was no stranger to daily rigorous practice - it was doubtful Lin would feel any better than her. Her hand went to caress his shoulder and arm, careful not to wake the changeling up as she looked at him with a curious look on her face, still resting by his side for a couple minutes more. A summerling in my own bed... the world's gone mad. A deep sigh left her lungs as she finally managed to roll her way to the side of the bed, the mangled shirt around her collarbone falling sloppily down her perky chest - it was the only piece of attire that still somehow remained on her body after the turmoil of last night. Her gaze went to her bra, lying on the ground nearby, covering a couple scattered white petals, and her hand automatically went to the side of her head, reminded of the few flowers that she had nested in her hair yesterday. She smiled at the recent memory. He really did win her over with that move. Having pushed herself off the bed with decisive motion, she quickly tip-toed through the floor, trying not to disturb the chaotic floral composition as she collected the pieces of her attire from the entire surface of the floor, gathering them all in one place. A strong flush came to her cheeks when she finally reached her rather passionately torn apart panties. She wouldn't get much more use out of those... but she threw them alongside the rest of the clothing, for some reason not too keen on getting rid of them just yet. With some basic, preliminary cleaning done, she waltzed over to a small kitchen-esque compartment, procuring some bread, ham, and cheese out of the cupboards. She was so glad she managed to do some shopping the day before yesterday - she seriously didn't have the strength to go out for food this early in the morning. As she pulled out the bread form a plastic wrapping, her gaze went to the toaster beside her. It would take a while before everything would be ready. She might as well spend that time productively. As the toaster buzzed softly behind her, she directed her steps towards the bathroom, mid-way stripping away her shirt and hanging it on the half-open door. A reflection from the nearby mirror smiled back at her as she stepped into the room, for a short second examining her naked body, before disappearing behind a fabric curtain, a hum of gushing water soon resonating from within the shower.

Couldn't they have said so from the beginning? Anpu breathed out not without relief. If they did have clearance from the headmistress, this whole ordeal was much safer than what the Anubis suspected. Although this didn't really explain why they were given a scroll that didn't even mention what it summoned, or why there was no supervising figure in sight - Anpu somehow doubted that the headmistress would let the triplets (out of all people) conduct a potentially magical ritual without having anyone watch over it. Surely she knew the dangers of such things... right? Anpu nodded a few quick times. "Yeah- alright. But then... how do you want me to participate? You only have three amulets-" she asked, finding some more flaws in the plan. Her cheeks flushed under Jessica's gaze. "I'll also need to see the incantation."

"Uh-huh. Sounds mysterious!" she decided, slightly disappointed by the fact that her mating plans came to an abrupt end, and positively curious upon hearing about the girl's strange memory problems. There weren't many zombies in the area she came from, but from the stories she's heard, they weren't exactly too approachable. Hearing that there was one in the school made her particularly interested. Maybe this "Yoko" was different from what she imagined. From Hiro's words, she seemed quite pleasant to be around. One comment did come to Lamp's attention though. "You feel... weird around her? Umm, you sure you didn't let her... bite you? Or anything?" she asked with concern (and slight suspicion), and looked over the boy carefully, searching for any potential signs of early stages of zombification. Not that she knew what they would be like, but she was sure she'd recognize them if she saw them. They would most certainly explain Hiro's apparent fascination with Yoko. The fact that he mentioned getting hungry just after that certainly didn't help his case. His hunger, his appetite for meat he mentioned earlier, the way he felt around Yoko... Lamp wouldn't call herself paranoid, but she did make sure to fly just slightly further away from Hiro - just in case he attempted to eat her brain or something similar. Her assessment of the situation somehow omitted the fact that zombies couldn't eat human food, but hey - better safe than sorry! Seeing the notebook he pulled out, however, seemed to dispel at least most of her suspicions, because she almost immediately flew up closer, trying to get a look at what was inside. The view of a blank page looking back at her was somewhat of a let down, but she smiled sincerely and slightly apologetically at Hiro as he raised his eyes to meet her, before flying slightly back, not wanting to invade his privacy too much. Or rather not wanting to get caught doing so.

Lynette yawned quietly. "Well, let her know the feeling's mutual," she mumbled, less than keen on having a potentially venomous vermin anywhere close to her when she slept. Besides, she still vividly remembered that one bite, even if the wound had been healed since then. She turned in bed slightly to gain a better perspective on the snake's movements, and even smirked slightly at the conversation that ensued between it and its master. "Oh~" she blushed, the proposition that followed taking her out of the drowsy state. Dozens of different answers came to her head, from an eager agreement to a valiant protest. She certainly couldn't deny him confidence. "I'll- Well... maybe- sometimes," she uttered, and flushed even harder, embarrassed by her own reaction. She didn't even consider making it a more... regular thing... yet. It all happened so abruptly - this entire episode of her life already felt so disconnected from reality. And he was a summerfae after all - how did she even let things get this far...? But Lyn knew she'd be lying if she claimed that she didn't enjoy this, that she didn't want... more of this. Ugh. Whatever she'd answer, she'd come to regret it later. She pulled herself closer to him, looking up into his eyes. "Let's go to sleep, I... need to think about this, alright?"

"R-right, yeah. Of course." Anpu quickly agreed, not really finding many ways to slither her way out of this situation. Maybe it was for the better. At least she could try and manage the situation if something indeed went wrong. It wouldn't be as good as having someone who could actually use magic supervise the situation, but she did, after all, have most experience with such things out of all of them. She exhaled, Let's get this over with. "Yeah, let's start," she nodded with resignation towards the other sister, approaching the circle herself. "So how exactly do you plan on providing the energy? You three don't really, uh, use magic from what I remember-" she asked, realizing that it may be better to agree on this before they started the ritual. Last thing they wanted was a lack of coordination. Of course, as far as Anpu knew, the sisters thought almost as one, so they wouldn't have much of a problem, but sadly (or thankfully), she wasn't in on that.

"No, no, the instructions are good!" she assured earnestly, shaking both her head and her hands to emphasize her point. "I'm just- uhh... unsure what's going to come out. That's it. It could be... intimidating," she confessed, managing to convey at least a part of her fears. She had already given up on the idea of trying to convince the demons to change their plans, but the sisters' confidence in their own abilities certainly didn't diminish her worries about the outcome. As she saw the looks on the remaining demons faces, she sweated slightly. "Are you sure you want me around when you summon it?" she asked, grasping at the last straws that could potentially get her out of there. "What if the demon-" she started, biting her tongue a bit too late. "What if your familiar thinks that I'm- a part of the deal? Another master or, emm... a sacrifice...?" she smiled nervously, in her usual reflex coiling her tail around her body. A light flush appeared on her cheeks as she voiced these concerns, her mind imagining the potential outcomes of such scenario.

The very pretty void stared back, unsure what exactly it was that made him focus so deeply on her eyeballs. She sure didn't mind the attention though, pridefully crossing somehow all of her four arms in front of her puffed chest, timetable included. She caught herself once again on shifting too much of her attention to the pair of shiny glasses on his nose, wondering just a bit how much better could she see if she had a pair of these. Maybe she could try them on when he wasn't looking... As one could imagine, the plan wasn't too well-thought yet. "Oh, great!" she enthusiastically answered to both of his assertions, not really seeming to have much to add to the conversation. It seemed that her supply of questions had dried out - or at least halted for now - as the rest of their journey they spent mostly in silence, broken only by the rough scribbling of a pen on the paper, as Lamp fiercely scrawled something on the poor, worn-out piece of schedule - presumably the path to their next waypoint. Only by the end of the road did she speak up again, the prolonged silence beginning to make her slightly agitated. "Soo. Who is this- umm... not-mate you mentioned before?" she asked, as much trying to make small-talk as she was to snoop a bit in his affairs. He did behave quite strangely when she first mentioned that topic, so she was curious if she could prod him to say something more about it. Besides, if they weren't his mate, maybe they could become her mate at some point in the future! When they were finally reaching their destination, Lamp, seemingly having learned from her mistakes, didn't fly directly behind him, so when he once again suddenly stopped, she just flew straight past him, stopping herself a few feet further before realizing they were in the right place. She put her best effort in making it look completely intentional as she eared for his answers.

True, I've noticed that; I still sometimes see the "ghosts" of some of my replies (some of which even already posted). I may be wrong, but I believe that said saving system works mostly when changing/quitting the page via EcchiDreams interface - and not if you do it the "hard way", by, for example, closing the browser tab. I appreciate that you'll be taking your time to look into it. It's one of these small quality of life things that you don't really think of until it happens to you, so it's good to hear that you can relate to my pain :')

"I've noticed." She smiled, turning towards him in the bed. She had to admit, his attempts had been more than successful. Careful not to make too much of a mess, she turned to her side as well, gladly accepting his body snuggling up to hers. Her hand went to caress his cheek slightly, as she took a moment to better admire the shape of his face. Just like the rest of his figure, it was sleek and it looked quite young - although she wouldn't think him to be much younger than herself. "I don't mind. But that snake of yours stays outside, understood?" she muttered with with a playful spark in her eyes and retracted her hand, resting both of her arms under her head. She wondered if that was how life in the Summer Court looked like - just a non-stop spree of hedonistic pleasures. Lin's behavior and experience sure made it look like that was the case. When was the last time she had someone who could satisfy her so well? She closed her eyes and yawned. The exhaustion of the entire day was making itself known to her as well now.

"Oh, uh... I can do either," Anpu responded as noncommittally as it was possible. A large part of her was really curious in how doing something like that was even like - she's never done a ritual on that scale before, after all. The more reasonable part of her, however, knew that the less she had to do with this entire matter, the better. If it does, in the end, turn out to summon a large fire-breathing monster that would destroy half the building, Anpu most certainly would not want to be in any way linked to this matter. And preferably have the energy to run as far as possible as well. "I mean- If you need my help then maybe I could...?" she hesitated, her curiosity starting to slowly win over.

She shivered as he raised his head, the sudden lack of his lips on her breast almost as rousing as the actual stimulation from his tongue that still skillfully played with her nipple. Hearing him scream her name, just as she screamed his not long ago, pushed her once again over the edge, making her spasm and tighten around him, not letting any of his seed spill out as his warmth filled her womb, "Aah-AAah~nnghh~!" she moaned, her voice weakening from all the emotion, her head pushing deep into the pillows, her breasts bouncing up and down under his mouth. "S-so warm-" she managed to utter between her panting, still feeling him pulsate for a few seconds longer inside of her. She embraced him as he fell onto her, holding him close as they both caught their breaths. She didn't dare move, and only sighed softly in pleasure as his lips once again caressed her breast, her hand petting his hair and neck. She let her legs slump down onto the bed, slowly starting to feel the strain in them as the elation was coming to pass. She hugged him tightly for a couple longer seconds, happy for this closeness, before loosening her embrace, softly caressing his skin and letting him get off of her - if he wanted to. She exhaled, slowly, trying to control her, still a bit shaky, breath. "You were so good..." she mentioned, her eyes narrowing with joy as she tried to catch a glimpse of his irides. With him so close to her, she felt the distinct smell of his hair, reminding her so much of the grass that on some warmer days leaned out from underneath the snow. It mixed in a curious way with the scent of sweat and sex that now filled the room.

Lyn fell slightly deeper into the mattress, no longer supported by her partner's surprisingly strong arms, her own embrace only tightening as he leaned deeper into her. Seeing him like that, towering over her as he supported himself by the sides of her body, pushing relentlessly inside, it made her feel weak in the knees and caused her legs to shake and dig slightly into the bed. It made her want to caress him and kiss him all over again, to let him know how badly she enjoyed what he was doing to her. She blushed, even in the middle of the act starting to feel lewd from the thought. She didn't get to hold it for long though, as he changed position again, lowering his head towards her chest, and moving his hands down her body, grasping and fondling on his way there. At first slightly confused in the heat of things by what exactly he was doing, Lyn moaned in bliss, almost instinctively pressing his head deeper into her bosom as she felt his lips close around her nipple, sucking and lightly pulling on her delicate breasts. She felt his hand search carefully down her groin, and moved slightly, eager to help him find the sensitive spot as quickly as possible - as hard as it was with her body all shivering in ecstasy from all the teasing he subjected her to. Feeling his thumb finally reach its goal and begin to slowly stimulate her, combined with the skilled flickering and dancing of his tongue around her nipple and the way he repeatedly pounded his way into her below, it all proved to be way too much - unable to restrain herself anymore, Lyn threw her head back, moaning uncontrollably in pure elation as in every place he touched, waves of bliss spread through her body. Her legs practically on their own wrapped around his form, pulling him closer, wanting, no, needing him inside of her. Completely in his loving control, she shook all under his touch, unable to do as much as utter a word of how good she felt before it turned into a lewd mess of panting and soft whimpering. She had just came, but the sudden intensity of the stimulation was causing her to feel that high rise again, her body only sensitized to his touch by her recent climax. Lin could feel under his mouth and hand her body pulsate, her heart drum in her rapidly rising and falling chest, almost bursting from all the excitement. She didn't know how he made her feel like this so quickly again, but she barely had time to think of it, every muscle in her body burning with arousal and desire.

"~oh!" Lyn yelped in surprise at his assertion, her senses having barely recovered from the wonderful experience. She grasped tightly onto his body, her fingers digging into his shoulder and side as he lifted her above the bed, raising himself from the mattress. She wasn't sure what he wanted to do, until she felt herself fall back onto the bed, his body now above her, pushing her into the pillows. "Ahh~!" she let out another sultry sound as his lips dug into her neck, assaulting it with a barrage of kisses and caresses. Her arms, wrapped around his body, pulled him closer, yearning, adoring this affection as, with a single powerful move, he thrusted deep into her, sending shivers through her entire form. His movements were now much smoother, the sounds of him moving through her increased wetness filling the room at a regular basis, but even more pleasurable, as she felt him take control, now repeatedly pushing his entire length inside, in slower, but much more intense motions bringing immense pleasure to her body. Slightly more used to the new position now, her hands began to wander, tenderly caressing his shoulders and the muscles of his back, moving slowly down his body, and shaking, her fingers pressing a bit stronger into his skin, each time he filled her. "Y..You're so amazing~OhH...L-Lin!" she announced, not quite able to finish the sentence before he moved into her again, causing her voice to squeal and shake in delight.

Oh he was hitting the right spots, alright. Lynette pressed his hands against her bosom, groaning in delight as his fingers dexterously picked up on what she intended. Satisfied, she let her hand fall back on his chest, helping her push herself up and back down again. Her movements were starting to get quicker, stronger, as every motion made her intensely feel the building up pleasure. To her surprise, Lin seemed to relax under her, by no means decreasing the pleasure, and in fact making things even more enjoyable for her as she had slightly more control to make sure she felt his length in all the right places. She appreciated that deeply, even if she was in a rather poor condition to confess it, panting heavily as she jumped up and down on top of him. Most of the fey she knew would focus on their own pleasure, often leaving her needy after they've reached their climax. Lin, however, seemed to care about her well-being even more than his own, which she felt well even now, her breasts dancing in his hands as he played with her sensitive nipples. "Lin, I'm~ going to~!" she exclaimed between the rapid breaths, feeling that she's gotten past the point of no return, where her pleasure could only increase until it amounted to a satisfying pinnacle. Her heart was racing, her breaths becoming shallow and increasingly frequent. "Ha~ HAh.. HAAAH...YeSsh..." she felt herself exclaim, her voice rising in pitch, vibrating in the air as the feeling building up in her loins finally reached its climax, now resonating all at once throughout her lovely form. She arched deeply backwards, feeling every muscle in her body emanate with immense glee, her insides hyper-sensitive, pulsating and drenching his rod with her sweet, warm lady fluids. "NnnNgH~FuUck... S-soo goood~<3" she confessed, sweaty and still panting heavy. She leaned back towards him, kissing him deeply and passionately as her movements slowed down a bit, the euphoric sensation coming to a pass.

As his mouth let go of hers, she released his head from her embrace. Her hands rested on his chest, and she gently pushed herself off of his body, sliding them lower towards his abs and groin as she straightened up on top of him, not daring to stop their loving motion. "Ahh- you're~ great!" she just managed to respond, feeling him shift deep within her as she changed position. Her panting began getting louder and more frequent as she mounted him, with each subsequent bounce spreading more and more pleasure throughout her entire body, his inquisitive hands certainly helping in that. He felt just perfect inside of her, sliding in and out, with every thrust filling her completely and bringing her pleasures she haven't had the chance to feel for a long time. Wet and lewd noises filled the room, accentuating the sultry voices of either and both of them, bringing a rather vivid image of the action between their hips. As his hands moved down from her chest, she let out a moan of protest, bringing one of her hands up to guide him back towards her breasts, so eager to be fondled and played with. "D~Don't... stop..." she pleaded, feeling the heat slowly rising within her, and not wanting the sensation to go away.

Feeling him press against her, Lynette shuddered with anticipation, eager to envelop him inside. She slowly lowered herself onto his member, arching slightly backwards and letting out a prolonged moan as she felt her insides spread to accomodate his girth. His hand guided her to his lips, which she eagerly accepted, but ultimately found herself barely able to focus on, moaning into the kiss as he explored more and more of her passage. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck and head, keeping her in the embrace of his mouth as her entire body shifted down on his length. Yet another louder gasp escaped her lips, as she felt him finally bury all of himself inside, the kiss that linked them only adding to the intensity of the sensation, She parted their mouths just for a moment, breathing in, and returned to the caress of his lips as soon as she could. She raised her hips, slowly pushing herself up a few inches, before, with a reverse motion, lowering herself back onto his member, shaking in delight as it filled her again, her lips slipping from his into a sloppy kiss that landed on his cheek. She repeated the motion, slowly beginning to give rhytm to her movements, and continued to do so as she once again found his mouth with his, and eagerly embraced it.

Lyn yelped slightly as the summerfae handled her pants, the rough material rubbing on her skin as they made their way down her thighs, before, with a few sharp tugs, she pushed them down her ankles and off her legs, They fell off the bed, knocking a few flowers off the nearby chair before landing on floor. She moaned in delight as his fingers dug into her asscheek, the slight pain from the pressure of his digits only adding to her rising agitation and impatience. Her hand almost unconsciously went from his chest towards her groin, eager to discharge this excitation he was causing, but his own hand intercepted hers, guiding it softly towards his own crotch, reminding her about his own desires. Through the material of his underwear, she wrapped her hand around his hard member, running it up and down the shaft as he moved to take care of her own arousal. She continued to massage his length for a couple seconds, before getting impatient. Her arm shook slightly as she brought it to pull down his undergarments, the soft rubbing at her groin beginning to have more and more impact on her with every coming second. A light moan escaped her mouth and quickly turned into a loud gasp as his movements slowed down and she felt a short, rough pull at her underwear, before hearing the tearing sound that followed. She pushed her mouth into the side of his neck, breathing heavily and leaving a wet outline of her lips on his skin as he grasped onto her hips and pulled her over his length, her nether lips parting slightly from its girth. He guided her up and down, with every move causing her to pant in excitement. She continued the motions even as she felt his hands go up her body, returning to pleasure her asscheeks and breasts, and moved her own hand towards her clit, rubbing it in harmony to the pace of his grinding. Her voice shook slightly as she pulled herself away from his neck, her mouth still hovering near his ear. "I- mmh- I want... you..." she tried to explain, her fingers with only slight hesitation lowering to spread her lips further, inviting him in.

The second kiss felt even better than the first one. Lyn moaned slightly at the sensation of his tongue entering her mouth and pushed even further into Lin's lips, wrapping her hand behind his neck. almost as if she feared he would try to break away. Her eyes were half-closed, barely able to focus from the sudden rush of emotion and desire, widening only for a second when she felt his hands tenderly encompass her breasts. She practically purred into his lips, wanting him to know how much she wanted and enjoyed his touch. Her heart was racing now, her chest rising and falling within his hands as he feeled her out. Her sapphire nipples hardened under his touch, shivers of pleasure resonating through her body every time his fingers brushed and stroke them. She pressed her hand into his chest, gently turning him on his back and moving herself with him, not wanting for a second to break the contact between their hot and bohtered bodies. Her hair brushed against his cheeks, slightly tickling his skin as she continued to lean deep into the kiss. Almost impatiently, she pulled one of her legs over his body, straddling him for the second time this day - this once for a vastly different reason than before. Her hand remained on his chest, softly caressing his muscles and feeling out the texture of his skin.

Lyn's eyes kept her focus on his, waiting as his memories began to come back to him. She half-expected him to react as he did - ever since he woke up, he's shown her nothing but kindness - and yet hearing that affirmation still made her tear up a little. She felt foolish. Because of how much his forgiveness meant to her. Because of why she cared so much about the opinion of this... summerfae. And because of how important this all was beginning to feel. The touch of his lips stopped her from overthinking. They were soft, gentle, and, above all, warm in a way that Lyn never expected them to be. Relationships in the Winter Court had more often than not been a thing of necessity, a tool to be used in some political game, or merely a way to keep the heat throughout the freezing nights of the Winter Realm. But this - it felt different - personal and affectionate - and it frankly made Lyn even more conflicted about her feelings. She wasn't ready to feel so emotional, to be so... intimate about this, But that was exactly how she felt, and she embraced his lips with eagerness, craving them even more after it had ended. She exhaled lightly, savoring this feeling. "Thank you, Lin, I... I needed that," she responded with a half smile, and bowed her head slightly, avoiding eye-contact. It was her turn to blush like an embarassed virgin. She fidgeted slightly in his arms, turning face-first towards him, and pulled her head close to his chest, the flowers in her hair brushing tenderly against his breast. For a few moments, she remained motionless, listening to the soft beating of his heart and feeling him breathe under her cheek, before she raised her head again, and kissed him back, channeling all the passion and emotion into this embrace, wanting to let him know how much she appreciated all that he's said and done for her.

"Lin, I- why... are you saying all this?" she asked, and turned her head towards him. He could see the surprise in her lavander-coloured eyes. What he was saying- it didn't feel like the flowery, but ultimately rather empty ramblings with which he tried to lure her to this very bed. This sounded genuine, personal, and the sight of his flushed cheeks and slightly embarassed expression only assured Lynette in her suspicions. "I'm- flattered, but I'm not nearly as worthy of your praise as you make it sound! I harassed and attacked you without a reason, I- I nearly killed you just to prove a point!" Her voice rose slightly into the higher pitches as she expressed her concerns, her cheeks beginning to burn darker with emotion. She had had plenty of time to think things over when he slept, and she knew he was in the wrong here. Did he forget why was he even here? How she let her pride and emotions take over her common sense? She didn't want to break the atmosphere, she enjoyed the closeness of his body and the feeling of his skilled hands way too much, but she couldn't let him believe such lies about herself either. Filled with this agitation, she didn't even notice as he unhooked her bra, until only after a few seconds, when she recognized the lightness she suddenly felt in her chest. She gasped lightly and lowered her eyelids as he kissed her forehead, before looking back up at him. in a gaze that searched for an explaination when he once again moved away. Truth be told, Lynette had not been thinking half as well of Lin as he had thought of her. A part of her, this innate suspicion and distance that one had to have to survive in the Winter Court, ratified by all that she's been taught of the deceitful ways of the Summerfae, kept her in the belief that there could be some ulterior motive behind Linden's actions, some secret goal with which he intended to eventually hurt her, or the ones she cared about. Of course, she had acknowledged his actions and how he had already shown her more kindness and understanding than he needed to - but somewhere, in the back of her mind, she had always remembered that he may not be - or may not have been - fully truthful with her. And now, hearing these words, she was left feeling guilty and embarassed of her very beliefs,