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[rosarianoath]

He looks at the glistening reddened flesh and swallows his breath. If he wasn't freshly drained, he might pop another hard-on right that second, but he's glad not to give her the satisfaction.

"Even if I tell you, what are the odds you'll listen?" he asks, just to be coy.

[noburden]

Jill huffs out a laugh.

"I might. I've disobeyed you enough today, haven't I?" She teases.

But maybe she's feeling particularly defiant.

[rosarianoath]

"I have never known your spirit to be so easily satisfied," he says, and he can't help a little curl to the corner of his mouth. He hums under his breath, looking at the squish of her lips as they splay around her fingers. They look soft. "Pull back the hood on your little button. I want to see that, too."

[noburden]

She loves him. Jill turns her eyes back to the mirror, shifting her fingers to expose herself. Truthfully, she's never taken a particularly good look at herself in a mirror before. She's quiet for a moment, examining.

[rosarianoath]

He's seen her bared much, much closer than this, but he's never had the opportunity to linger much. A few times he's quietly lingered to look at her while she's slept with a leg wound around the blankets or her nightdress askew, but never split open like this, or with her attention.

"What does it feel like, when you touch it?"

[noburden]

That's her Clive rather than a role to play. The question is one she's never heard before, and for a moment she simply touches herself, searching for an adequate answer.

"It feels like... what I imagine touching the head of your cock feels like. Sensitive. Needy, sometimes. Depending on my mood."

She glances up at his face.

"And far better when it's you touching it rather than myself."

[rosarianoath]

He hums some acknowledgement again, sure that her little clit must be far more powerful, given the way she reacts sometimes when he touches it. He sinks down to crouch behind her, still looming over her shoulder, close to her back but not quite touching.

"Once it starts, it's difficult to ignore," he says. His mouth hovers close to her ear. "I might have touched you now if you hadn't been so unruly."

[noburden]

"Clive," Jill says, half laugh, half exasperation. It's that easy. He's so close, yet so far. She turns a little to look back at him, all but pouting.

"That's cruel."

[rosarianoath]

He decides to settle in, sitting down right behind her, bracketing her with his spread legs.

"You ought to have considered that earlier," he says, hunching to rest his chin on her shoulder, nudging her back to look at herself in the mirror. "Keep touching yourself."

[noburden]

Very cruel. Jill's back to smiling at his order, however, and looks forward once more. She slowly rubs circles over her clit, tipping her head against his.

"To what end?"

[rosarianoath]

He gives her sides a brief squeeze with his knees, and settles his arms around her waist, holding her in place.

"What other end is there to touching yourself?" he asks. "Recline against me, if you need to."

[noburden]

Her back appreciates him. She sighs, at once comfortable against his chest, and tries to press a kiss to the side of his face.

"Your hands are right here."

[rosarianoath]

He lets her kiss him, if only because he can't resist it, but he must maintain resolve otherwise. His hands stay exactly where they are.

"Touch yourself until you can't anymore, Jill, or I'll tease you far worse," he says.

[noburden]

"Far worse? What does that look like, I wonder?" She asks, still clearly happy despite her whining. She's distracted by him even as she slowly rubs herself. "Tell me, Clive."

[rosarianoath]

"I shall not tell," he replies, nuzzling his nose by her ear, eyes still on her. "You'll only test your luck, as there are many things I could do to you before throwing my hands up and simply denying you outright."

[noburden]

"You only make me all the more curious." She sighs, smile still on her lips as she further relaxes into him, lazily fingering herself.

"I like how we look together," she murmurs quietly, eyes on their forms in the mirror.

[rosarianoath]

"We suit each other, don't we?" Fire and ice, dark and fair, broad and narrow. He dares slide one hand up to engulf one of her breasts in his palm, kneading the flesh boldly.

[noburden]

The sigh that comes out of her when he touches her is louder than she anticipates. She's desperate for him. This really is cruel.

"I've always thought you were my perfect match."

[rosarianoath]

"I fit inside you like no one else," he murmurs. Her fingers are, no doubt, inadequate: he watches them glisten and slip between her lips without the girth or reach he might have. He kisses the side of her head. "Don't get distracted, Jill. I want us to watch you come apart."

[noburden]

She hums in agreement. Her fingers are too slender, even when she slips two, three inside herself.

"He complains, but doesn't offer to help," she teases, working herself. "I truly have crossed a line today."

[rosarianoath]

“I have never heard such moaning about the opportunity to play with yourself,” he says, but there’s no heat there. He noses around her temple still. “I won’t touch your quim again until you finish your show for me, even if it takes weeks.”

[noburden]

"What? Weeks? You're mad," she laughs. He can't be serious.

Except she thinks back to all the times in the past year he's refrained.

He's capable. If he's determined. And he may be, just to win a challenge.

She leans back against him some more and decides she best use both hands.

[rosarianoath]

He takes her weight easily, chuckling under his breath.

“We will see if I’m all that mad,” he says, groping her once more.

His dick is certainly coming to life again too, where it can press against the small of her back.

[noburden]

She feels it. She gives a little wiggle against him, just because she can.

"Do you know," she begins, one hand taking care of her clit while the other teases her entrance, "I have to think of you. I can't finish otherwise. I have to imagine you're making love to me."

[rosarianoath]

He nuzzles the side of her face once more, breathing in deeply as his cock rubs between their bodies. His hand on her breast squeezes again.

“Do you imagine new stories, or couplings we’ve played out before?”