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This is Ash. Leave a message, if you want.

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[exteriors]

[ giggles follow, pleasant giggles, as she settles onto her back, hair two toned hair fanned out about her face. she stretches her arms over her head and hums to herself as he peppers kisses over her skin. this isn't mechanical at all, she thinks, this feels really nice, having all that attention and tenderness. it certainly doesn't feel programmed to another person.

opening her eyes to look back at him, she reaches between them to unbutton her shorts. ] Help me?

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[ He looks down, and once she's unbuttoned the shorts he takes care of the rest, sliding them down along with her panties. Then he pulls off his own sweatpants and underwear, leaving the both of them bare. His hands slide down her sides to settle at her hips as he kneels between her legs.

Before he continues, he checks back in with her to make sure she's alright. ]

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[ she lifts her head a little to watch him in turn, her eyebrows raised, biting her bottom lip. her eyes travel down his form before she finds his gaze again. what are you thinking? she almost asks, but doesn't. ]

I'm ready, [ she whispers, gently reaching out to touch him. ]

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[ With her permission granted, he guides his length inside of her, slow at first but setting up a pulsing rhythm as he begins to thrust in and out, making the bed creak and bounce. ]

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[ none of it feels mechanical. it had been thought in ivy's head when she arranged to meet with him. it's experimental but it's not mechanical. in fact, she likes it. he knows what he's doing – he must have downloaded it somewhere.

she shakes it off. too much thinking, not enough enjoying herself. feels good, having him inside of her, and it's a lot better than the last embarrassing circumstance she found herself in. with her knees bent, she arches into him, moaning softly and encouragingly, stretching her arms over her head. ]

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[ Ash's face remains placidly blank as he goes through the motions, focused on pleasuring Ivy rather than feeling any pleasure himself. He's not built to experience pleasure, only to give it. He picks up the pace of his thrusts once he sees her relax under him, bending his head down to kiss and suck at the join of her jaw and neck. ]

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Oh god –

[ her hands wander, first combing through his hair, then crawling down his back, pressing her fingernails into skin. he won't feel it, but she does it anyway without much of a thought.

her voice turns a little smoky: ] Harder.

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[ All he registers is slight points of pressure from her fingers, but he obeys her command, pressing harder and further with every thrust until the headboard begins to bang up against the wall. ]