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[divisi]

This feels like the best massage he could possibly ever have. And with her soft moans right in his har, her hot breath against it, the intensity is mounting.

She sits up, and he threads their fingers, supporting her with his palms. He watches her body undulate on top of him, the rolling of her hips introducing new sensations, the increased speed making his breath heavy. Very soft, deep moans escape him as he looks up into her eyes.

[likeiron]

Nina met his gaze, her own dark eyes hazy with lust, her lips parted for every panting breath and moan she exhaled. Nina rode him as slowly as she could, rising up and easing back down, hips rolling in slow circles. Borderline agonizing when all she wanted to do was fuck him hard and fast and chase that pleasure.

She kept a hold of one of his hands, gripped it tight while the other moved between her own thighs, fingers swirling around her clit, her muscles fluttering around his cock.

[divisi]

She's an absolute sight to behold, and part of him is in disbelief that this is really happening. Someone beautiful, strong, and sharp like Nina wanting someone like him? Let alone having sex, which is something he never thought he'd be able to do.

As her hand moves to rub herself again, his now-free hand reaches up, cupping her breast again. He thumbs around her nipple once more and pinches it gently.

[likeiron]

She was glad for his willingness to explore while doing something so new and intimate. Nina arched into his touch encouragingly while still bouncing and rubbing fervently between her thighs. Every few strokes she would slide her fingers down, graze his cock as it slid out of her, and gather some of the slickness there before moving back to her clit.

"Mmn. Close." She whined, trembling, hips losing their rhythm every so often and her muscles taut around his cock, pressing him in deep as her orgasm crescendoed.

[divisi]

Guttural noises escape Jeritza on his exhales as he becomes overwhelmed by the sensations. Watching her come and feeling her muscles pulsate around his cock is incredible, and his brain floods with endorphins as he comes inside her.

"Ah..."

He wraps arms around her, pulling her close and holding on tightly.

Dear Goddess.

[likeiron]

"Jeritza—" said with a desperation uncharacteristic of Nina, a sudden fervent need for his embrace as the aftershocks of her orgasm rolled through her; the flood of warmth from his seed making her whimper as she let herself be pulled down and into his arms.

She hooked her arms around him, panting into his shoulder. "...Okay?" She inhaled deep. Tried again. "You okay?"

[divisi]

He pants into her in turn, rubbing his big hand up and down her back again, holding her to his chest.

"Yes, I'm okay... Are you?"

[likeiron]

"Fucking... incredible." Better than she could have anticipated, really. She never knew what to expect with inexperienced men. But Jertiza was good at taking orders — maybe she should have guessed he'd catch on quick, too.

She nestled into him, hips shifting just enough to let his softening cock slip free of her; the sudden lack of fullness making her whine and bury her face even more. "Mm."

[divisi]

Incredible is a good word for it. Jeritza struggles to find his own words, anyway. An unexpected moan escapes him as she pulls off.

"Goddess..." He breathes. She is... Amazing.

He's far too vulnerable right now, and it's a wonder the Death Knight isn't taking notice of that. He is probably too repulsed by the situation to look. Jeritza is glad for it, glad that they can have this lovely, private moment.

[likeiron]

"Assuming that's just an expression, not calling me one." She teased, knowing full well the cause for it. Nina kissed along the column of his neck, nose bumping his jaw when she tilted her head up. She had stamina plenty to keep going... but she didn't really want to overwhelm him his first time.

"You were amazing." She murmured. "Maybe I'll teach you some tricks next time."

[divisi]

"No... My world has a Goddess..." He breathes.

He likes this feeling, like their bodies are becoming one.

"Tricks... Teach me, yes." He can learn maneuvers, it's not difficult, and if it pleases her, all the better.

[likeiron]

"I figured." She laughed. "I was teasing."

Nina gently kneaded her fingers into his chest. "Once you rest a bit, big guy. Unless you really want to try now."

[divisi]

Nina isn't a Goddess, she's a warrior. Which is much better, in Jeritza's opinion.

"Let us rest now..."

Another lesson for another day. He wants to stay in this moment. It feels... Almost safe.

He presses a kiss to Nina's temple, pulling out her ponytail and stroking her hair.

[likeiron]

"No objections from me." Surprisingly enough.

The gentleness always surprised her — not because of Jeritza, but just in general. She wasn't used to being handled tenderly, and it was... nice. Nice enough she found herself sinking into him fully, her head on his shoulder, eyes shut while still idly kneading into his shoulder and chest.

[divisi]

His eyes fall shut as well, his breathing deep and even as he continues to pet her soft red hair.

"Should I... Clean up? Or should we sleep?"

[likeiron]

"Mmn. Sleep." They should clean up, but she'd be damned if she dislodged herself from him. "Clean up later."

revenge is a dish best served bloody. (CW: torture, blood, likely derogatory/sexist remarks, NSFW).

[likeiron]

Jeritza did not know the extent of their last encounter and Nina sure as fuck wasn't going to tell him. What he did know was that she had come out only slightly less worse for wear than the last time she let him torment her, and when she suggested they try and get the jump on him, for once, he had agreed readily.

Before he switched, Nina had him take his shirt off to save her the trouble, then proceeded to tie him up with intricate, tight knots, ropes crisscrossing his chest, arms tied around his back. She tied his ankles, too, because she knew that if it was her waking like this, kicking would be her second choice to free herself. Then she laid him down on the kitchen floor and kissed him sweetly. "Good to go, big guy." She murmured, then settled in to wait while he switched.

The Death Knight would be greeted by the sight of Nina sitting atop his chest, ass planted firmly on his sternum and a leg bent to press her foot against his throat, the curve settled just along his adam's apple with enough pressure to know she was not fucking around, but not enough to hinder his speech. Her arm rested across her knee, chin atop it, and a knife idly resting in her hand. She grinned.

"Morning, bitch."

[divisi]

"Very well," he murmurs, already drifting off anyway. Does sex normally make one so sleepy...?

It isn't long before his stroking hand stills in her hair, her warmth and weight lulling him into slumber.

[divisi]

If Death Knight is going to hurt Nina, it's only fair that she should be able to have some revenge. Besides, Jeritza doesn't mind being injured, having endured his share of battle injuries and quite used to it. He knows she will take care of him no matter what happens, and bodies heal. He doesn't mind.

As for the sex... Well, he and Nina have had sex, and he enjoyed it. He supposes he doesn't mind her having sex with his alter, if it's to help her keep control of him. However she deems best to protect herself seems like more of her business than his.

It isn't like she can very well leave Jeritza for his alter, since they share a body and a home. So there is nothing really to worry about... Hopefully.

He allows her to tie him up. She is very skilled at it, which raises questions for him, but he doesn't voice them. He kisses her back before he tries to switch, which is a little hard to do intentionally at times, but the feeling of ropes around his body puts him on edge enough that the Death Knight must sense danger, and comes to the front relatively easily. He disassociates for fifteen seconds or so, and then he's gone.

Death Knight blinks. The first thing he sees is Nina above him. He feels something against his throat, and his arms are pinned under his back.

What the fuck?!

"What is this?!" The sense of danger makes him alert immediately, his gaze wild as he looks up at her and squirms. Ropes bind him tightly, even his ankles.

"Unbind me, wench!"

Not good. Very bad.

[likeiron]

"Ah, ah..." She tutted, adding just a little more pressure to his throat, body leaning forward slightly. "No need to be rude, good Sir Knight. I just wanted to talk."

The knife in her hand, the hint of venom in her voice, and the promise of violence shining wickedly in her dark eyes most assuredly suggested otherwise. But Nina knew he couldn't do anything, much like she couldn't when he tormented her. The only difference (and reason for the bindings) being that he definitely would try to fight back.

"I figured it was time for a little payback, if I'm honest. I let you get away with a lot of shit last time and, frankly, I don't appreciate being humiliated."

She pulled her foot back to properly straddle his bare chest, blade spun between her fingers before the tip was stabbed downward, paused just before it slid into his pectoral. "I figured this was a language you understood." She pressed the tip into his skin, dragged it down slowly, just deep enough to begin to bleed.

[divisi]

"Talk!" He barks. He, more than anyone, knows a torture setup when he sees one. Or in this case, feels one. He growls like an animal as he strains further against the ropes, but soon finds it futile and decides to save his energy and his pride.

Fine. If she is going to play a game with him, he will simply have to show her she has no power over him.

So though his jaw still clenches and his breath comes heavy with rage, he dulls his response to a simmer.

"Funny for you to speak of humiliation." He's felt humiliated by her since the moment they met. Why do all this?

His eyes lock on the knife as it comes down toward him. He doesn't flinch, just watches. A small slice of pain travels down his chest muscle.

"What is your goal, then? To hurt me? To scare me?" His tone is incredibly mocking.

[likeiron]

"To prove that you're not the only one in control." She said, drawing another line with the knife, right beside the first. "Jeritza makes me hesitate when you switch out. I'm fast, but seeing him even when you're out makes it so fucking hard to think. But he knows what you do, what you've done to me, and even he's okay with a little arranged payback."

She did not specify, and maybe that was the point, all of what she told Jeritza. Nina sank the blade in a little harder the third time, carving down a long, jagged line. "I've played nice. But now you're going to listen, and we're going to discuss this like adults."

Adults with knives and revenge on the mind.

[divisi]

"Oh, well thank the Goddess we have his blessing." He rolls his eyes. Pauses.

"You told him about...?"

He actually does look a little concerned as he says that. No one was to know!

He continues not to flinch at her drawing with the knife. It hurts, but he has a high pain tolerance, and he won't be giving her the satisfaction.

"What are we to discuss, then? Or are you going to draw the message into my skin, rancid girl?"

[likeiron]

Nina smiled; cocked her head. Did she tell him? No. Of course not. He knew they had sex but she would never divulge the details to sweet Jeritza. It would break his heart.

But the look of concern, brief as it was, was a pleasure in itself.

Nina went over the first line, then the second, digging deeper before she pulled back, looking satisfied. She traced all three of them with her fingertip slowly, pressing into the wound and pulled back with a blood coated finger that she teasingly booped against his nose.

"I already did." It was an "N" etched in his skin, mirrored against the D on her own body.

[divisi]

She only smiles at his question, which he discerns as her toying with him. Still, it irks him. Then he notices the precision with which she's wielding the knife. Uncharacteristic for such an angry girl, which means- she's drawing something.

Her words confirm- she's branded him. He looks down, sees and feels her finger drawing the N.

"What. Did. You. Do." The words come low and sharp between gritted teeth. Please keep fingers away from the bars. He will bite you.

He suddenly jerks forward, using powerful core strength to try to sit up, despite her weight atop him, trying to essentially buck her off. He winces and grunts as their body weights roll over his wrists, pressing them hard into the ropes and the floor.