[The only reason he moves his upper body back is to let his eyes trail down to watch Yoimiya take the remaining obstacles in her way and let them slide off and fall to the floor, his pants and underwear finally pooling around his feet. Even the tips of her fingers now spread fire across his skin, from letting her hands free him of his undergarments to her appreciate graze of her fingers up and down his length. It takes everything not to moan just at this gesture alone, noting how much anticipation had built up inside of himself that he hadn't realized had been there all along. All the terrible thoughts he'd had all night had shifted his body into this state of ravenous need for Yoimiya, and now that he was free and she was primed and ready for him, he feels something give.
It's her touch, her teasing and her tugging his strings perfectly that begins the complete unraveling of his mind. Tartaglia twitches under her hands, the little taste of pleasure that runs through him gets him on the hook and his body demands for more. Now that his shirt has been unbuttoned, he quickly dashes it to the floor along with his harness, hoping that he'll remember to pick it back up for when he takes her to the bath.]
Hah, so you too, enjoy a good challenge? You know, they say that the bedroom too, can serve as its own battlefield. We may not be in a bedroom per se, but...
[He looks over in the direction of the hot spring proper, before returning his gaze to Yoimiya.]
I think we'll need the entirety of it tonight.
[He says, moving closer to press his lower body up against hers, craning his neck downward low enough to breathe hot, heavy breaths into her ear.]
I don't think I can wait long enough to bother with washing. Allow me to take you in there right now, I need to see if you can take all of me inside of you, and how long you'll last. Can you match the stamina of a Harbinger, Yoimiya?
[He challenges, as he takes her earlobe between his teeth and tugs at it gently, hands wandering to massage her butt to convince her to let him have his way.]
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It's her touch, her teasing and her tugging his strings perfectly that begins the complete unraveling of his mind. Tartaglia twitches under her hands, the little taste of pleasure that runs through him gets him on the hook and his body demands for more. Now that his shirt has been unbuttoned, he quickly dashes it to the floor along with his harness, hoping that he'll remember to pick it back up for when he takes her to the bath.]
Hah, so you too, enjoy a good challenge? You know, they say that the bedroom too, can serve as its own battlefield. We may not be in a bedroom per se, but...
[He looks over in the direction of the hot spring proper, before returning his gaze to Yoimiya.]
I think we'll need the entirety of it tonight.
[He says, moving closer to press his lower body up against hers, craning his neck downward low enough to breathe hot, heavy breaths into her ear.]
I don't think I can wait long enough to bother with washing. Allow me to take you in there right now, I need to see if you can take all of me inside of you, and how long you'll last. Can you match the stamina of a Harbinger, Yoimiya?
[He challenges, as he takes her earlobe between his teeth and tugs at it gently, hands wandering to massage her butt to convince her to let him have his way.]