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Mar. 7th, 2020 11:02 pm
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[A tinny, electronic voice comes on the other line. The message recorded is very obviously a 'default' setting of the fluid, available to any user. It displays no name or identity.]

The person you're trying to reach cannot answer the phone right now. Please leave a message with your name and number after the beep and we will return your call.

[What? Were you actually expecting her to record a voice message?]

Date: 2020-12-05 01:26 am (UTC)
hallucinogem: (it's a flaming wonder telepath)
From: [personal profile] hallucinogem
[despite all the thoughts swirling in Emerald's head and threatening to darken her skies like thunderclouds, she couldn't deny that this already felt wonderful. she didn't need to see to tell what Neo was doing, which was probably for the best considering her eyes were closed anyway. as long as Neo helped her through this then she knew she'd be able to do it... she knew she'd be okay.]

[there was never much by way of, well, sexual education available to her, only ever fantasies and idle thoughts, but her lips slowly moved up and down in a tantalizing line and she knew that if she did... if she did a few of the same things that she did with her lips on Neo's lips then she would be okay here. so her lips parted and she nipped at the sensitive skin inside Neo's thighs and soothed each tiny bite with her tongue before moving on to another spot.]

Date: 2020-12-08 03:21 am (UTC)
hallucinogem: (opened up my veins too many times)
From: [personal profile] hallucinogem
[Emerald strayed a little closer with her teeth than she should've, but by the time it mattered she was all lips and tongue and careful presses with nothing else, nothing to break blood vessels under the skin or leave any marks too close to where it would be painful. she felt her legs tense, and she needed to inhale sharply after one or two of those kisses—filling her nose and brain with the scent of her lover in a way she never thought in her wildest dreams she would experience.]

[her chest rose under Neo's body, and with a world of expectations to meet, she closed her eyes and parted her lips, tasting Neo in a brand new way. her movements were slow and steady and, yes, unsure, but becoming more certain with each long stroke upward.]

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