Jean Descole sinisterballet wrote in laytondressing
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Diligently Lustful.
[Descole's been plagued with the sins and virtues. He's finally discovered the two he has are Lust and Diligence. One sin and one virtue. Together, they make a dangerous pair.]

[So basically, Descole's a whore.]

[Why such a whore, Jean?]



((OOC: Oh man, I've had too much coffee. I'm SOOOOO bored still...))

[He moans again and pulls her towards him, and he moves his hand to his belt-line, undoing his pants.]

D-double, I want...

[She trails off. She doesn't know what she really wants any more. The easiest thing to do, apparently, is to reach down and pull away her underwear, turning her head away from him at the same time.]

I want you...

[He moans at her taking off her underwear and he pulls off his boxers and pants and keeps her close.]

Don would hate it he found this out...

[He snickers and moves his hands to the latch of her bra.]

[That gets a slight snort from Descole, though almost immediately she's back to shivering awkwardly. Shutting her eye, she hesitantly lifts one leg up to drape it over his waist.]

Please, just...

["Get it over with," she wants to say.]

[He gives another kiss to her and grabs her hips, steadying himself, and even though the lust has taken over, he does all he can to be gentle.]

[She bites down on her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, turning her head away and taking in small, fortifying breaths.]

I-I... I'm glad it's... you. If this had to happen. At least it's not... someone bad.

Me too...

[He wipes the blood from her lip and kisses her as if he wants it better. He kisses her cheek and than her neck.]

[Descole shivers again and knots her fingers in his hair.]

...g-go on.

[He nips her neck and grabs her hips harder. He thrusts his hips towards hers, obeying what she wants.]

[Even with the plot, it's difficult not to jerk away at that. She pushes back against him though, letting out a noise that's nearly a sob.]

F-fuck, I don't...

[For some reason, probably a power complex, it makes him keep going. Still pressing himself into her, and gripping her hips hard.

He grunts loud, and presses his lips to her neck leaving a mark. He gives an order than sounds demanding and almost a little desperate.]

Don't ever fucking leave...

[This time, the noise definitely is a sob. Bearing down harder onto him in return, Descole claws her nails down her double's back before reaching up to pull his mask away.]

W-what do you mean? Leave... this place, or just... you?

Me...

[It takes him a moment to realize she's taken the mask off him when he does, he shuts his blue eyes and hides his face away from her, almost stopping.]

What are you doing!?

I w-wanted to see your face.

[And she's been without her own mask since the beginning, so it only seemed fair. Now that he's hesitated, though, it's like the DR gets a better grip on Descole herself, to make sure that it continues. She's still hesitant and she's still trembling a little, but she moves to roll them over so that she's on top.

This way, too, she's got a better view of his face even if he's turning away.
]

I... wouldn't leave you.

[He finally opens his eyes, ice blue and a little hurt, but he let's her see. As she rolls over on him, he moans a little and grabs her hips harder, pulling her closer and pushing farther to her.]

There isn't much to see...

[He has a hard time looking at her, since he doesn't like people seeing through him. Every now and then, between looking at her, her looks down and bites down on full lips in pleasure.]

Hmm....fucking yes....

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