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Okay, that seemed like an okay reaction and the taste didn't have him running for the hills. Time to try lick number two; a broader, flatter version where his tongue started around where he could dip inside her and licked all the way up to that sensitive nub.

Weird, god that felt weird. She wanted to move, wanted to do something - she felt selfish with his face down there, not able to do anything in return for him. But what could she do? She hugged that pillow to her chest, squeezing it hard with one arm.

"-- still okay?"

"Uh huh." He used both thumbs to keep her spread open as he let his tongue glide up to circle around her clit, lips moving in to suckle around it as he looked up at her, feeling his nose brush over the very, very smooth and hairless skin. Okay, this wasn't so bad. Not bad at all.

Okay, he was sucking on it. That was a thing that was happening, and she wanted so, so very much to pull her legs in, or to grab at his hair, but what was good, what was okay? Talking was dumb. Talking just made him move his mouth away. So what if she just leaned up enough to slide her fingers against the side of his head, through his hair, and kind of whimpered at him instead.

That would work. He'd at least know he was still doing something okay. His tongue moved around and around her clit, flicking back and forth over it before he sucked on it again. Then he licked further down, the tip of his tongue slipping inside her before he licked back up. Yes, this was definitely okay. He could do this.

She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting it to feel like, but it wasn't this. He hadn't stopped yet, when was he going to stop? Because she was finally, finally letting herself start to relax, and she flopped her head a little uselessly back against the pillow. Okay. She'd pay him back. In a minute.

Um, he'd stop never. Well, he'd stop when she got to that point. Or told him to. Yeah, then he'd stop. But for now, he was going to see if he could work on his oral skills in regards to using his mouth for more than just rambling on.

And, after a while, she realized she should probably ask him to stop. She should.. definitely ask him to stop. "Um-" Except she was definitely not going to ask him to stop, not when she finally got there, her legs tensing and toes curling, arching her back and holding it there. "Ah...hah."

Oh. That one was.. way better than the one she'd gotten with just his fingers.

Pride. That's what he felt at that moment. Pride that he'd done that and she'd liked it and hey, look, he might actually be good at something. He gave her a last long lick before kissing over the top of her mound, then pulling her dress back down to half cover her.

But not all the way, because he liked watching her clench and squeeze and glisten.

It took her a moment to come all the way down, drawing her legs together when he pulled his face away and squeezing her thighs together. She swallowed heavily, taking a deep breath as she shifted to lean up and brace herself on her elbows.

"Hi."

Smooth, Jade. Smooth.

He smiled, hands resting on her knees and just holding her there. That look on her face, watching her do that... that was totally worth it.

"Hey."

Seemed they were both as smooth as silk. They should give lessons on it.

She smiled, sheepish when she felt his hands on her knees, and tried to beckon him up. ".. c'mere. This visit was supposed to be about you."

"Was it? Is that why you got all smooth and dressed up? For me?" Oh, he liked that. He liked it a lot. His hands slid down her thighs, gripping them and using his hold to pull her closer instead.

She wasn't expecting that, and she had no reason to resist, either -- so when he grabbed and pulled, she sort of just slid down across the tops of the sheets. "Um. Yes? Why else would I have?"

"I have no idea. I'm just surprised, is all. Pleasantly. It's a good surprise." He wormed his way between her legs, crawling over her so he could lean in and press a light kiss to her cheek. "I wasn't expecting it."

"-- you scared me." He kissed her cheek and she lifted her hand to curl at the back of his head, trying to hold him there so she could kiss him properly on the mouth. "I don't like to think about you dying. Or just - hurting."

"I don't like to think about me dying or hurting either. Not fun. I'd much rather think about this. Or do this. This is good. I like this." He was mumbling against her mouth, kissing her back when he finished. Yeah, he was pretty much hooked on Jade.

She liked this, too -- which was likely evident by the way she was kissing him, soft but thorough and hungry. And then she pulled back, just a few inches, and wrinkled her nose. ".. I can't tell if I can taste myself or if I'm just psyching myself out."

"You don't taste bad." He licked his lips, able to taste a little of her still there. He didn't mind it, but maybe girls didn't like that. "I can go brush my teeth if you want."

"I'd rather you taste like me than toothpaste." And then she flushed hard, realizing how weird that might have sounded. ".. ehehe. If you don't mind."

He smiled, moving in and giving her a soft kiss. "I don't mind. Like I said, it doesn't bother me." If anything, it was just one more thing that had him hard and aching in his pants.

She slid her hand up the side of his cheek, fingers through his hair, expression curious as she studied him. "-- what d'you want? I want to pay you back."

He grinned wider, kissing her again. "You don't have to 'pay me back'. We're not bartering. We're... enjoying each other. I liked doing that. I wouldn't mind doing that again. I wouldn't mind doing a lot of what we've done again."

"Then.. I want to enjoy you. I want to enjoy you the way you most want to be enjoyed." She smiled gently, pecking the side of his jaw before she attempted to slide out from beneath him. "And.. we could. I'd be okay with us.. redoing these things."

"Which, uh, which things?" Because there'd been a few and he wanted to do them all. Repeatedly. In varied positions.