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[ The sensation between her legs and under her breast sends shivers down her spine in the most pleasant of ways. She's wet and needy in her kisses, giving his erection a decent tug now and then. Lance's words don't quite register when he pulls his fingers out of her and she, again, feels the immediate loss as her petals try to reach back out to him. But it does give her a moment's reprieve as she slumps back against the pillows. ]

Lance...

[ But then he's taking hold of his cock instead and, even with only bits and pieces of her memory to go off of, she knows what's coming next. As soon as the tip touches her heated sex, the petals are quickly reaching out to it, folding themselves along the head and ushering him forward. They have to fight for it a bit as he teases her clit, shuddering and faltering in their work with each pass as Allura groans and bites her lip. Straight, hot bolts of pleasure shoot through her and immediately die away.

Goodness.

But the petals don't give up and as soon as he's finally pushing into her, they hug the shaft as best they can. He's thicker than what her biology was meant to accommodate, especially at the head, stretching her walls in a surprising, familiar, and wonderful way. Allura lets her head fall back as a gasp catches in her chest, followed by a breathy moan. ]

Lance~

[ Then, she giggles--she really giggles. He feels hot and solid within her and she wiggles her hips around him, closing her eyes with another groan as it rubs her inner textured ridges along him. ]

You feel perfect.

[ He'd hardly anticipated that this would be the sweetest thing he'd hear tonight, but he shouldn't be surprised either of how badly he'd missed the sweet sound of her laugh. Even through the rush of lusting want and need, he still finds a swirl of romanticism that mists around his heart and head. He smiles as he reaches his hands out to her cheeks, smoothing his thumbs carefully over their center. A happy flush colors his cheeks as he looks on her warmly, heart pounding not only from his own hazy glee but the static between their connected hips. He'd never felt perfect himself, but he would say he has been lucky enough to have touched perfection, as he is now.

If only he were so eloquent. He kisses her mouth warmly, struggling for an adequate answer. ] It only gets better, princess, [ he mutters against her lips, not only referring to the immediate moment they share. His hands ghost down her side until they can grab onto her hips, holding her up just enough that she can relax if she likes. Soon his hips thrust forward into her, a long and slow draw back and forth as he eases his girth in and out of her. His jaw slackens as friction unhinges any too-tight joints in his body. Though he'd love nothing more than to gaze into her eyes and lose himself in those pretty pink pupils of hers, his own smolder and droop and close as he loses himself more and more in the pleasant heat of her sex. ]

[ He wasn't lying. She's happy to take the kiss, but as soon as he moves, everything clicks into place. She does relax despite her instinct to just shove him forward, deciding to let him show her exactly what he means instead. It feels wonderful. Wonderful. The way the head of his cock rubs against her inner ridges as he pulls back and thrusts forward make her markings glow brighter each time. ]

Oh...

[ Allura takes a deep breath, reaching out to grab his shoulders as her head lulls backwards. Her petals flutter and try to keep with the rhythm, managing to for the time being as they hug him every time he pushes back into her. It's like he's made to fit inside of her, that other half at her soul could not fully form until now. ]

Yes.

[ This is exactly what she needed, what she'd wanted and didn't know how to ask. She smooths her hand down Lance's shoulder as her breath hitches in her throat before being followed by a groan. ]

Yes. Yes.

[ Bits of English seem to come back to her only for important reasons. And she takes no care in mitigating her volume. ]

[ Lance's eyes flash open from the feeling of Allura's hand moving along his back and his pupils dilate as they take in the beautiful sight of Allura coming undone. Beautiful lips, which he loves to kiss, parted to ease the passage of breath that he loves to hear. Her curving eyes that flutter as she blinks. It seems too odd that someone so untouchably magnificent and beautiful could reflect his own visage with his own curved eyes and parted lips. That he would be blessed to be cast on those orbs ever again must be unthinkable, yet here he is.

That he's forced to hold her hips in this state is a damn shame because it isn't just her sex that he wants to make love to, but adjusting would break the flow he has going now. His hips try to move at a rhythm that the dancing petals can maintain, just as much enjoying how they hug and tug at the base of his cock.

A stutter in the rhythm happens as Allura slips into English, his eyes stealing up toward hers, but he can only smile as he watches Allura slip in and out of her senses. ] You like that, huh? [ he mutters, pressing a kiss to her cheek and whispering at the same time, slipping a hand up to cradle her cheek. His lips dance down and along her neck as he works a slow pace in and out of her, harder thrusts to reach that far back wall if he can reach it. ]

Work with me, Allura, [ he mutters, pulling her hips along the bed so her back can lay flat on the mattress, rolling her hips back so he can wrap his arms around her back and neck and hold her tight.nHis hips slap against her thighs as he fucks her against the mattress, bodies bounding against a single aching spring, nuanced by Lance's own heavy breathing and groans. ]

[ There's an immediate understanding of what he says and she nods, tilting her head to the side to give hm more access to her neck. When Allura feels his length knock against her inner wall, she gasps, her petals convulsing for a moment as they lose their own rhythm only to find it again with his thrusts.

HIs next few mumbled words don't register immediately, even in Altean. She feels herself slide a bit downward onto the mattress and gets the hint, helping Lance adjust so that her back is flush against it. She likes this better right now, she thinks, because it isn't just the mattress she's flush against. His chest presses lovingly against her own and Allura returns the embrace with similar intensity, wrapping an arm around his back and the other holding the back of his head.

She parts her thighs wide for him, her heightened breathing a staccato against Lance's own. The ridges inside of her become more pronounced, shifting and moving a bit on their own as the markings on her body stop pulsating and retain an ever-present glow. ]

Lance~

[ She all but sings his name, hips jutting up on their own every now and then to meet a thrust as she feels herself rub on the base of his cock. Her hand splays against his back and she already loves the feeling of the way the muscles shift as he moves in and out of her. He feels perfect, inside of her and out.

The thought makes her laugh and moan at the same time. ]

It's as if we were made for this...!

[ She's a natural. Though her memories may be gone, she moves with him with the same grace and passion she ever has. "Made for this," she says, and a flustered, happy, and breathless laugh tickles the air against her neck.] ] Yeah, [ He wasn't made for much, but certainly, he thinks he at least learned to be worth something to her. Stuttered breath chokes out his laughter. Each time the soles of her feet knock on his back he's pushed further along. Her splayed hands dust over the over sensitive marks that had been growing there all these years.

He kisses her cheek and next the corner of her lips. Focusing on something as technical as a kiss as he ruts against the grooved walls of her sex feels impossible, but he manages to purse his lips against hers as their bodies shake against the mattress. Hot friction pulls the knot in his hips tight, arousal nearly painful as his body begs for the climax. ] Babe, [ he groans, quickly reminded of her amnesia. ] Silurljóma--a! [ he gasps as the word itself rushes him with memories of hot nights making love on the ship. His hips slam into Allura's, forceful first before he ruts inside her. ]</small and softer as he finishes inside her. He flusters through languages as his orgasm dances up and down his body, melting into her embrace. ]

[ She can tell that something wonderful is building between them, within her, and she soaks up every bit of his affection and attention. His kisses leave small bursts of warmth against her already heated skin and she can feel her pulse quickening with each thrust. It's when he cries out and his hips move in a staccato that she feels a new heat inside of her and she relishes in it, as if welcoming him to become a part of her in yet another way.

It only takes another moment for Allura's markings to all glow bright in unison as she reaches her own orgasm. Her walls tightens around him and her back arches off the bed as she gasps, then shudders as she collapses, feeling it hit over and over again as her body processes each sensation. Quintessence flows from her two him, reaching out to bring Lance close in body and soul. It's nearly a full minute before she finally relaxes enough and the petals of her sex pull back to allow him some room. ]

[ Breathless, he gathers her as she concludes. Wonderful, familiar pleasure and sensation dance up his spine as they finish together. Inside her, he can still feel the way her muscles twitch and the petals dance. Warmly, happily, he kisses along her cheek and whispers her name. Hands wander slowly, petting her as she comes down from her orgasm.

When her grip on him loosens, he lifts himself up to soak in a look. Flushed, red cheeks lift as he smiles at her. He's seen arousal glow in her cheeks before, but it's really the first time he's glowed for her - but he doesn't consider that. He just thinks she looks unusually beautiful at this moment. He pushes a stray hair from her face contemplatively. ]

So beautiful, [ he whispers and offers a sweet kiss. ]

[ There's something both familiar and new at that look, the bluish glow in his own cheeks making her heart instinctively skip a beat. Every part of her that's wholly Altean knows what that means, that very special person who can make your quintessence bubble up to the surface in warmth and light. But more than that, it's the look in his eyes that feels the most familiar. It's affirmation that she's really home.

She smiles back up at him, returning the kiss gently. What Allura doesn't remember is that it normally only takes her a moment or so to recover before she's letting her hands roam again and sliding a leg between his to let him know that she's looking for round two. Or three.

Instead, she just quietly basks in his affection, tiredly looping her arms loosely around his shoulders. Her thighs are a little shaky but she still gives his hips a little squeeze, a short hug. ]

That was wonderful.

[ He can't help the small giggle into the hug. He nuzzles her and kisses her jaw, grinning between kisses. ] Glad you think so.

[ He eventually falls to her side. Unabashed, he fits himself under her arm and his head into the crook of her neck. His hand settles at the base of her ribcage, feeling the way her chest expands as she draws in languid, pleasured breathes. He's just the same, but takes in a big breath of air and sighs deeply, as if breathing out the last of his anxieties. ]

I love you, Allura, [ he mutters as he closes his eyes. ] I'm so glad you're here.

[ Allura lets him move as he decides he needs to, missing his presence inside of hear, but she gladly takes how he cuddles up close. Her hand automatically finds the back of his head and neck, fingers lazily playing with the hair she finds there. Like many things since she awoke in his arms, this too feels familiar. Feels right. ]

As am I.

[ And she is.

It would be easy to feel alone when she was once part of everything and everyone all at once--but he's keeping that at bay. He helps make her whole.

It has been exhausting, though. Alteans normally don't need as much rest as their human counterparts, but Allura finds it easy to drift off into a doze. Her breathing evenings out quickly as she basks in his presence and his warmth, a quiet awareness of his quintessence around her as she allows her mind to silence and wander, up up and out.

It's when she falls into a deeper sleep that things begin to change. Her coalescence, either by the will of the White Lion, or maybe something as fairytale of the love that brought her back, had been driven by some sort of greater consciousness. But when left to her own, she drifts. The quintessence and stardust that gave her form again waver at the edges. Her markings begin to glow in her sleep unprompted. ]

[ Lance could have easily said he'd never slept so well. He had no fears on his mind, no everlasting loneliness to pin his heart down, and with the bed warmly occupied by the love of his life, he should have slept through the night.

But the glow in his eyes stirs him from his slumber, offending his eyes in the pitch darkness of their room. He can't think of a time that her marks had glowed in her sleep and he wonders passively why they might. Perhaps she's dreaming? He smiles to himself, touching her bare body lightly before stroking her cheek. ] Dreaming of me, I hope, [ he whispers to himself, unaware of the oncoming distress. HE only seeks out her forehead to lay a kiss there. Perhaps selfish - all the gestures and movement could threaten to wake his princess. ]

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rubs hands together and grins fiendishly

resurrects porn from 4 months ago

good porn never dies

and it's about to become PAIN

i put this pain off for so long