She yelps at the slap, but it's mostly for show; it didn't hurt, and she's not offended. In fact she presses back a bit, almost like asking for more.
"Oh, don't start with that," she admonishes Astarion, slipping her hands under him to help with the clothes, and to avail herself of a gratuitous grope of her own. "You're plenty well equipped, and it gets me plenty hot."
Astarion pushes up against her touch, eyes closing for a moment as he makes
a soft sound of pleasure - though he opens them again to watch Jacob spank
her.
"And do those dreams match up to the reality? I'm sure your imagination
can't do it justice," he murmurs, smiling slyly at Rosita.
She hums in approval this time, practically purring; yeah. That does it for her. It's easy - for them, anyway - to make her go all warm inside, figuratively and lustfully.
That and the sounds from Astarion, including the praise, which sets her to kissing down his belly and running her tongue along the muscle ringing his navel.
He takes a very nice handful of her and squeezes firmly, then guides the pants the rest of the way down. "My imagination gets me by. Her ass. Your ass. Mmm." He steps back so he can unzip his jeans and kick them off.
"Take some pictures of mine if you like," Astarion laughs, squirming just
the slightest bit under Rosita's mouth. "Far be it from me to deprive you
from my better features when the technology exists."
She digs her fingers into Astarion's hip a bit, partially to feel him move against her, partially to hold him still while her kisses trail lower.
"Gives a different meaning to posterity, doesn't it?" she laughs, too, sneaking a peek over her shoulder at Jacob before sliding her free hand down between Astarion's legs to fondle him teasingly.
Jacob snorts at that, enjoying the curve of her. One hand stays on his cock, stroking himself to hardness. She's too enticing to ignore, though, so he dips a finger inside of her, slow and deliberate.
"Don't tempt me. I'd have a whole folder on my phone of just you two in all kinds of ways."
Her efforts on Astarion's lap and her anticipation for what Jacob has promised her has had its effect on Rosita, too: she's plenty slick already by the time he's probing her, and earns a low groan of want from her as she pushes her hips back eagerly.
She doesn't miss what Astarion said, though, and she smiles as she looks up at him along the length of his body, licking a stripe right along the top of his cock supported in her hand.
"You really should see yourself come apart. It's easy to dream about," she tells him. "Maybe you need to get some action shots, Jacob."
"By all means, take some souvenirs," he breathes, voice thick and low now; he's gazing down at Rosita's parted lips and pink tongue. "That's - that feels wonderful."
And fuck herself she does, groaning in both pleasure and frustration that it feels good but they both know it won't be enough. Not now that he's put that image in her head, too.
She takes it out on Astarion, massaging his balls with one hand while she works on wetting every inch of skin without fully taking him into her mouth, using her other hand to lift one of his to her hair.
"You'd better make up your mind," she warns Jacob, a bit muffled around her work, "Before we start without you."
Astarion is more than happy to weave his fingers through her hair, not pulling or steering - he hates that himself, unless he's given clear permission - but just rubbing slow little circles into her scalp.
"Feel good?" he breathes, able to see the moment Jacob sinks into her. It's a wonderful view.
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"Oh, don't start with that," she admonishes Astarion, slipping her hands under him to help with the clothes, and to avail herself of a gratuitous grope of her own. "You're plenty well equipped, and it gets me plenty hot."
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"You know, I dream about this ass," he tells them both.
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Astarion pushes up against her touch, eyes closing for a moment as he makes a soft sound of pleasure - though he opens them again to watch Jacob spank her.
"And do those dreams match up to the reality? I'm sure your imagination can't do it justice," he murmurs, smiling slyly at Rosita.
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That and the sounds from Astarion, including the praise, which sets her to kissing down his belly and running her tongue along the muscle ringing his navel.
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"Take some pictures of mine if you like," Astarion laughs, squirming just the slightest bit under Rosita's mouth. "Far be it from me to deprive you from my better features when the technology exists."
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"Gives a different meaning to posterity, doesn't it?" she laughs, too, sneaking a peek over her shoulder at Jacob before sliding her free hand down between Astarion's legs to fondle him teasingly.
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"Don't tempt me. I'd have a whole folder on my phone of just you two in all kinds of ways."
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Astarion laughs at the joke, though his voice chokes off when he feels Rosita's fingers on him. His cock twitches in her hand.
"Only if you shared them. It's still a novelty to see myself," he murmurs.
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She doesn't miss what Astarion said, though, and she smiles as she looks up at him along the length of his body, licking a stripe right along the top of his cock supported in her hand.
"You really should see yourself come apart. It's easy to dream about," she tells him. "Maybe you need to get some action shots, Jacob."
Or maybe something else, but she starts there.
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"Got my phone on me," he says and glances over to his trousers lying in a pool on the floor.
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"By all means, take some souvenirs," he breathes, voice thick and low now; he's gazing down at Rosita's parted lips and pink tongue. "That's - that feels wonderful."
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She takes it out on Astarion, massaging his balls with one hand while she works on wetting every inch of skin without fully taking him into her mouth, using her other hand to lift one of his to her hair.
"You'd better make up your mind," she warns Jacob, a bit muffled around her work, "Before we start without you."
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He doesn't leave her wanting for long, sliding his cock against her before pushing inside her warmth with a groan.
"No, make him moan louder."
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Astarion is more than happy to weave his fingers through her hair, not pulling or steering - he hates that himself, unless he's given clear permission - but just rubbing slow little circles into her scalp.
"Feel good?" he breathes, able to see the moment Jacob sinks into her. It's a wonderful view.