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[ Height difference could be easily overcome with a little shapeshifting... but once she has chosen a form based on her whims or needs at the time, she tended not to shift too drastically after that, for it was far smarter to not let many people knew exactly how she managed that or how she looked in the process.
Besides... He claimed to be experienced enough to overcome the challenge. The hunger in his kiss was promising, enough to release a bit of her own more predatory instincts, nails raking pleasant lines along the back of his neck and his shoulders. A nip, a sharp little pinch of teeth, and then she's back to the kiss, slowly backing up towards the room's futon at his guidance.
Still, she cannot help the husky little whisper of, ]
Is there not something else of mine you would prefer to have in your hands... ?
[ It would definitely freak Henry out a little too if she just suddenly became taller right before his eyes. Besides, you know a medieval man probably likes feeling big and strong when he's holding a lady. Alas, Henry may drink more respect-women juice than other medievals, but he is not impervious to such things.
Not is he to a nice pair of breasts, which Kiritsubo most certainly has got. So when she asks, he huffs out a laugh without hesitation. ]
God, yes.
[ His hands come up to take generous handfuls of her breasts, head ducking down to kiss the tops of them as he somewhat blindly helps maneuver them down onto the futon. Once that's better arranged, he uses his mouth again, lips and teeth and tongue this time as he fondles what she's got on offer. Eager, but not rough. ]
[ Kiritsubo is of a similar opinion that the gods should be invoked in praise of her breasts. Today, especially, when she had put so much care into crafting a gorgeous, voluptuous set, soft and wobbling in his hands. She entrusts them to him for the arranging, to let him think he is guiding as they make it to the futon and she pulls him down with her, happy to tangle their legs and brace herself with just a single hand on the mattress behind her. ]
That's much more pleasing...
[ Her husky whisper rustles the top of his hair, fingers smoothing it over in the aftermath before her nails tickle over his scalp and down the back of his neck, encouraging with a little arch of her spine that shamelessly presents herself for the pampering. ]
I love a breast man...
[ Not just words. Not when her nipples are growing taut and aching with the hope his lips and teeth and tongue will find them, when she lets her hips squirm and her toes curl with excitement. ]
[ Even God has to appreciate a perfect pair of breasts. Henry finds this a very reasonable thought. Regardless, he is about to enjoy himself. For all the freedom to fuck whomever you want in this place that has been so different from Czechia, Henry has sorely lacked a good breast experience.
Her nails along his scalp and the nape of his neck are indeed encouraging as well, sending little waves of shivers beneath his skin as he guides them onto the futon mattress. He's careful, of course, because she's a lady!
Without words he continues to deliver kisses, straight to one of her nipples and then he washes over it with a sweep of his tongue. With a satisfied groan, he takes a generous amount past his lips with an eager suck. He'll return the favor to the other side. Honestly, he's a bit in heaven (he just won't word it that way out loud). ]
[ "God" made them, did he not? They should be celebrated. And since she is playing the sweet maiden tonight (for now), Kiritsubo is terribly obliging at letting Henry lay her down upon the futon. Subtly, she makes room for him between her thighs, easing them open almost as if she were shy and not completely and utterly shameless. Can he feel the hand in his hair quivering excitedly when his lips kiss against a nipple and then take her into his mouth for a furtive suckle?
By the other breast, she even provides a little whimper, spine arching a bit further to make her offering all the obvious, nails scraping more noticeably over his scalp, fisting in his hair as if she could keep him there even though she wanted him in far more places, too. ]
So sweet...
[ The whisper is husky with want and readiness to find out if that translates to other parts of his behavior, teasing him with her voice curling into his ear. ]
[ Indeed God should be commended for such big-brained thoughts when he made women and Henry is determined to make sure that he makes them feel appreciated as they should be. If she wants to keep his head buried in her bosom then he has no complaints. His lips and tongue are eager as they shower Kiritsubo in sucks and kisses.
He supposes he could be described as a sweet lover, though really he hasn't thought much about it. Usually what gets commented on is his strength or how much stamina he's got (it's a lot, but he is a young healthy lad after all). Being a sweet lover isn't such a bad thing to hear though, he thinks ... ]
Maybe.
[ He huffs the answer as he rests briefly against her skin, breath washing over the damage his mouth has done so far. He kisses the underside of a breast and works his way back up to her nipple. His thumb presses against its match on the other side and then moves about in a circle motion. ]
I like to think I'm an energetic one at least.
[ Eager to please, happy to be pleased. He just wants to find out what's really going to make her arch her back so nicely or dig her fingers against him. ]
[ Kiritsubo squirms so artfully when he obeys her unbidden request for more attention, soft sighs and little whines as he peppers her breasts with lips and tongue and hint of teeth. Her thighs occasionally clench near his hips in "betrayal" of how his kisses ignite the urges between her legs, but when he stops for a brief moment...
She shivers, pleasantly tortured by how his breath chills the saliva left on her skin and makes her nipples ache. How good of him, then, to come back to her, to turn her thoughtful hum into an almost ticklish little laugh. ]
Oh, you are... I like that, too~
[ The fingers that had been carding through his hair slip down the back of his neck, tracing out the lines of muscles in his shoulders... ]
It makes me want to be greedy and ask more of you, but... that would be very selfish of me...
[ Perfectly manicured nails scrape rousingly down the ridges of his spine as she drops to a whisper, something he would need to strain to hear and make it all the more delicious. ]
[ Any little squeeze against his hips only threaten Henry's own betrayal, as a rush of impatience swarms him. As wonderful as being buried in her breasts is, as a man he can't help but be greedy for more. Needless to say if she decided to show a little greed in return, he'd welcome it.
Every trace of her fingertips is like igniting little fires beneath his skin. She could keep stroking along his spine and he would almost be content for a long while still. Almost. ]
I wouldn't mind. Ask it of me...
[ He wants to please her very much, after all.
He drops some kisses toward the center of her breasts, down against her stomach just below them, a ragged moan slipping between his lips somewhere along the way. The whispers send those tiny hairs at the nape of his neck standing. Honestly he probably isn't even certain he's heard right but if he has- well this is an obvious response anyway, especially with how stiff his cock hanging between them has become. ]
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Besides... He claimed to be experienced enough to overcome the challenge. The hunger in his kiss was promising, enough to release a bit of her own more predatory instincts, nails raking pleasant lines along the back of his neck and his shoulders. A nip, a sharp little pinch of teeth, and then she's back to the kiss, slowly backing up towards the room's futon at his guidance.
Still, she cannot help the husky little whisper of, ]
Is there not something else of mine you would prefer to have in your hands... ?
[ Her waist was nice and all, but... ]
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Not is he to a nice pair of breasts, which Kiritsubo most certainly has got. So when she asks, he huffs out a laugh without hesitation. ]
God, yes.
[ His hands come up to take generous handfuls of her breasts, head ducking down to kiss the tops of them as he somewhat blindly helps maneuver them down onto the futon. Once that's better arranged, he uses his mouth again, lips and teeth and tongue this time as he fondles what she's got on offer. Eager, but not rough. ]
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That's much more pleasing...
[ Her husky whisper rustles the top of his hair, fingers smoothing it over in the aftermath before her nails tickle over his scalp and down the back of his neck, encouraging with a little arch of her spine that shamelessly presents herself for the pampering. ]
I love a breast man...
[ Not just words. Not when her nipples are growing taut and aching with the hope his lips and teeth and tongue will find them, when she lets her hips squirm and her toes curl with excitement. ]
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Her nails along his scalp and the nape of his neck are indeed encouraging as well, sending little waves of shivers beneath his skin as he guides them onto the futon mattress. He's careful, of course, because she's a lady!
Without words he continues to deliver kisses, straight to one of her nipples and then he washes over it with a sweep of his tongue. With a satisfied groan, he takes a generous amount past his lips with an eager suck. He'll return the favor to the other side. Honestly, he's a bit in heaven (he just won't word it that way out loud). ]
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By the other breast, she even provides a little whimper, spine arching a bit further to make her offering all the obvious, nails scraping more noticeably over his scalp, fisting in his hair as if she could keep him there even though she wanted him in far more places, too. ]
So sweet...
[ The whisper is husky with want and readiness to find out if that translates to other parts of his behavior, teasing him with her voice curling into his ear. ]
Is that the sort of lover you are, Henry... ?
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He supposes he could be described as a sweet lover, though really he hasn't thought much about it. Usually what gets commented on is his strength or how much stamina he's got (it's a lot, but he is a young healthy lad after all). Being a sweet lover isn't such a bad thing to hear though, he thinks ... ]
Maybe.
[ He huffs the answer as he rests briefly against her skin, breath washing over the damage his mouth has done so far. He kisses the underside of a breast and works his way back up to her nipple. His thumb presses against its match on the other side and then moves about in a circle motion. ]
I like to think I'm an energetic one at least.
[ Eager to please, happy to be pleased. He just wants to find out what's really going to make her arch her back so nicely or dig her fingers against him. ]
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She shivers, pleasantly tortured by how his breath chills the saliva left on her skin and makes her nipples ache. How good of him, then, to come back to her, to turn her thoughtful hum into an almost ticklish little laugh. ]
Oh, you are... I like that, too~
[ The fingers that had been carding through his hair slip down the back of his neck, tracing out the lines of muscles in his shoulders... ]
It makes me want to be greedy and ask more of you, but... that would be very selfish of me...
[ Perfectly manicured nails scrape rousingly down the ridges of his spine as she drops to a whisper, something he would need to strain to hear and make it all the more delicious. ]
Where do you want me to touch you... ?
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Every trace of her fingertips is like igniting little fires beneath his skin. She could keep stroking along his spine and he would almost be content for a long while still. Almost. ]
I wouldn't mind. Ask it of me...
[ He wants to please her very much, after all.
He drops some kisses toward the center of her breasts, down against her stomach just below them, a ragged moan slipping between his lips somewhere along the way. The whispers send those tiny hairs at the nape of his neck standing. Honestly he probably isn't even certain he's heard right but if he has- well this is an obvious response anyway, especially with how stiff his cock hanging between them has become. ]
Anywhere. Everywhere.