some nasty librarian shit

[cagedinflesh]

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[cagedinflesh]

"Who says it's over after this?" She might be stronger than she looks, but so is he,and he uses that to nose in along the inside of her thigh. "I would go for more..."

[gehennawind]

If Jekyll is usually a puppy then this bolder version of himself is more of a large, nagging dog. Paloma hasn't dabbed any interesting smells between her thighs for him to find, though.

Her hand slides over and under to tilt his chin, thumb swiping beneath it as if he truly is a cur. "Not afterward, but still sooner, you know? Like eating all the slices of pie?"

[cagedinflesh]

"It wouldn't be eating them all up at once, there's still a few left untouched for later." He hasn't fucked her, she hasn't blown him, etc. It's just one more slice.

If she's going to take his face away, he still has his hands left to wander.

[gehennawind]

Such a far cry from the gasping pseudo-virgin who apologized over and over for her jerking off his dick. Something in him has altered in a way that can't be explained by a mood shift.

Mulling it over distracts Paloma from the touches reaching up her thighs, soft and exposed to him beneath the hem of her lovely dress. She'd spent more than strictly sensible on it just for tonight, and he's not sweating at all...

"You're one slice closer to being finished," she tries one last time.

[cagedinflesh]

"It's more satisfying to spread it out, rather than eat it all in one sitting."

He won't be dissuaded. Where Jekyll wouldn't have gone any further than testing a hand on her knee, Hyde wriggles out of her grasp to go whole hog. He pulls his glasses off to better bite at her thighs and flick his tongue across the insides.

[gehennawind]

Jekyll would've enjoyed her gentle encouragement instead of the dubious treatment Hyde is receiving. Once again he acts the dog and escapes teeth-first onto her skin, nipping and licking the smarting marks. And she chooses.

"Then this is all you'll get... " Blood moves through her for a time, warming Paloma, lending her a heat that builds and builds imperceptibly underneath her flesh. Having released him, her fists ball up the edges of her dress to expose more inches of herself. He can almost see what lacy present some other partner gave before they parted ways, as her knees are parting now.

[cagedinflesh]

She might say that, but he doesn't believe it. He fully intends to have much more. But for now the thing he wants most is available to him and he's going to take it. His tongue feels the lace before he sees it, and he might be too quick in pulling at it, all too eager to get what he wants. Especially since it's his first time out and about of his own accord.

But at least he's earnest. He works hard to do a good job, and stops talking so she can listen to the music she came for. Fingertips trail across her legs and hips while his breath falls hot between them.

[gehennawind]

Working under her dress smothers some of the wetter noises his lips make in their movement over her cunt. Her clever follow-up hitches and dies a shivery death. She opens her thighs wide, wider.

Mozart would applaud them, if she remembers her art history. Head tipping back, she stiffens to alertness and scans their box for cameras. Finding none, she's free to hook a knee behind his neck.

[cagedinflesh]

The way he's diving in there seems like he's ready to suffocate himself on pussy. And honestly yes, he would be. It's a good thing they're away from other patrons and surrounded by music too because he doesn't try to hide anything, certainly not any enthusiastic moans.

Especially when he feels her leg move around him. That's the first time he pulls back at all, though still his tongue doesn't stop. It's just enough to manage to see her face, and in doing so flash those reds.

[gehennawind]

He'll have to check those moans, lovely as they are. He may not know about the staff stationed mere meters from their box's curtained entrance, but she can smell them. Intending to reprimand him, her head lifts, hazy and fangs poking down past her upper lip.

His eyes are a shocking switch. She starts, inadvertently thrusting her pelvis hard into his mouth and suffocating him.

[cagedinflesh]

He doesn't mind the sudden suffocation! But the fangs surprise him - are her teeth just long? That's the only thing that makes sense, right? At least they're both surprised.

"Just that enthusiastic, huh?" He grins, flashing his own teeth.

[gehennawind]

Her lips clamp tightly together to muffle an unladylike grunt. Sharp pinpricks let Paloma know who's come out to say hello, and the next time her mouth opens those pointed flashes of white are gone, as if they were never there. His eyes haven't changed, though. They remain violently, greedily red.

"Ssssh!" Paloma thrusts a tad belligerently, constricting her thigh to force him down.

[cagedinflesh]

Hyde bites in retaliation, on the soft flesh of her inner thigh.

"Nobody's gonna hear. We've got a private box for a reason!" But he's still intent on lapping at her clit, despite the momentary distraction. He might be a bad dog, but he's a good dog, you know?

[gehennawind]

She is perhaps less moved by pain than he may assume, yet that little bite is felt more than a punchy would be. That leg jumps, and squeezes near enough to asphyxiate...

"Sssst-- voice down, please!" With a heel planted into the plush carpet and half-strangling him out of any possible escape, Paloma shoves her hips up and out rhythmically in a vigorous riding of Hyde's loud mouth. And his chin. And his nose, and she leaves glistening streaks of arousal over all of it.

[cagedinflesh]

Okay but maybe don't just half strangle? The way he moans and his heart races should work together well in letting her know how much he likes it. The surge of bloodflow is far from simply shortness of breath. He certainly doesn't mind basically being face fucked either. It's new and exciting, it's rare that anyone would actually get him at a disadvantage and not just one that he allows for fun. The public space limits his options.

He hooks his arms around her legs and rolls with it. If he could shove any more of his face against her or into her, he absolutely would.

[gehennawind]

Their joined effort brings Paloma to climax faster than her own fingers have ever managed. The bumps and hard ridges of his face, his doggedly tunneling tongue and the up-down slide of her pussy over everything takes her by storm.

She forgets her strength in the middle of that lightning strike orgasm and cuts his air off completely. She gives a few more jerky thrusts before going still, hanging in perfect aftershock. "Holy God."

[cagedinflesh]

Being a dog, naturally his tongue swirls around his lips and tries to reach further still to clean himself. What he can't reach, he scrubs with the heel of his palm. Once he can pull back, that is. And when he's finished, he grins at her, all teeth. "Better than the music."

[gehennawind]

He missed some spots and probably won't be totally clean until they find a washroom. Paloma laughs, lowly and with more breath than a woman has any right to after coming like a hurricane. The rise and fall of her chest is even, almost practiced.

"Honestly, did you plan this?" She slips her bitten thigh past his cheek.

[cagedinflesh]

"What, eating you out right here and now? Nah. I just felt like it." He grins at her, still sitting on the floor as he leans his chin on her thigh.

[gehennawind]

She wonders what bizarre new drug he's on to transform so drastically, worrying for him underneath the satiated haze.

"Spontaneous... " The length of her nails makes for pleasant scratches through his mussed hair, raking down Hyde's scalp. "We could've been thrown out. Even if it's dark, even if you're good." More than, truthfully.

[cagedinflesh]

"That'd be fine!" He laughs, "This crap is fucking boring."

His grin could stretch on for ever, and those eyes stay fixed on hers.

[gehennawind]

Toreador or no, his disrespect of the art catches her off guard and pulls down her brow in displeasure. Her petting stops accordingly.

"Why take me here if you can't appreciate the music?" Paloma's fingers begin sliding back to herself, more impactful without the wide spread of her thighs before him.

[cagedinflesh]

"That wasn't my choice." Does she really still think it's Jekyll? Well, he supposes he can't blame her. Even if he's acting entirely different, and even with his eyes, what else could it be. "I didn't bring you here. Hell, I didn't bring me here. This shit is so pretentious, it can eat my ass. Just because it's old these people think it makes them cultured and impressive to go listen to it."

[gehennawind]

The change even affects his patterns of speech, on top of lowered inhibitions and-- what is apparently an internal conflict? But man, did he pick the wrong time for a snide outburst. His opinions are fast ruining the mood.

Yep. Gone. Very disappointed in this turnout, her leg drops off of him. "Uh huh. You can leave, if you want."

[cagedinflesh]

"It's fine, you have my attention, even if the show doesn't." So she shouldn't take her legs away??

"Somewhere like this is the best, when anyone could see or hear, but they're totally oblivious... Is that what you had in mind for the park later...?" It's a knowing, shitty smile he flashes.