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[doctormagnus]

She's still not entirely certain how ghoul-hunting in an allegedly haunted Vermont city got them crammed into the back of a cab in New York City with a driver who reeks of marijuana and cheetos and has horrible taste in music, but... here they are.

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[w_zimmerman]

Chuckling at that, he presses a kiss to her thigh, then eagerly attacks her folds with a combination of lips, teeth, and tongue.

[doctormagnus]

"Oh lord," she pants, head falling back. She tangles a hand into his hair encouragingly, kneading and tugging a bit.

[w_zimmerman]

Will not only knows what he's doing, he's enthusiastic about it, especially with her. The more she reacts, the more he gives to her, and he's panting worse than she is.

[doctormagnus]

"Will!" she gasps, nodding and rocking. Even in all her years, she finds it quite rare to find a man who is this enthusiastic about going down on a woman, and she is definitely not complaining.

[w_zimmerman]

Will makes happy, hungry noises as he carries her higher. He knows exactly what this can do for a woman, and there's nothing he loves more than an excited woman so, of course, this is one of his favorite forms of foreplay. He stops long enough to smile up at her, then gets back to work.

[doctormagnus]

Gripping the sheets with one hand and his hair with her other, she lets him take her higher and higher until she's tensing and desperately in need of teetering over the edge.

[w_zimmerman]

Will moans happily and intensifies everything for her.

[doctormagnus]

She trembles and her hips jerk towards his mouth, letting out a happy cry as it takes her in wave after blissful wave.

[w_zimmerman]

"Yes!" he mumbles, nodding eagerly and continuing for her.

[doctormagnus]

She rides out her orgasm until she's satisfied (for now) and gently tugs on his hair to bring him back to her.

[w_zimmerman]

Will kisses his way back up her body, kissing and nuzzling her face, then resting his forehead against hers with a wide smile. He's not shy or hesitant any more; in fact, he's totally ready for just about anything she cares to suggest. He's in an amazing mood after the last several minutes, and more in love with her than ever.

"You were wonderful," he tells her, grinning breathlessly. "That was the most beautiful orgasm I've seen in years..."

[doctormagnus]

The flush on her cheeks deepens a bit, and she draws him down for a kiss. She doesn't mind the taste of herself on him at all, and in fact quite enjoys it.

[w_zimmerman]

Will sighs happily, kissing and nuzzling and whispering against her lips, "You don't know how happy I am right now..."

[doctormagnus]

She giggles against his lips and reaches down to unbelt his robe and slide her hand inside. "I think I'm developing a decent understanding."

[w_zimmerman]

Groaning softly, he arches into her touch, smiling and wetting his lips.

"I never dreamed we'd actually be here, like this some day. Thank you, Magnus..."

[doctormagnus]

"No?" She asks, stroking him gently. "I certainly had my fair share of dreams..."

[w_zimmerman]

He groans softly, head falling back and breath coming faster. "Okay, so maybe I dreamed, but I never let myself hope..."

[doctormagnus]

She watches him breathlessly and thinks he's beautiful like this. She lowers her lips to his and trails kisses down to his throat, hand getting gently acquainted with him as she does.

[w_zimmerman]

Will gasps as her mouth finds his throat. He's exceptionally sensitive there, and he twitches in her hand as lips meet skin.

[doctormagnus]

Magnus smiles into his throat and starts gently sucking, wanting to leave her mark where everyone can see.

[w_zimmerman]

"God, Magnus," he groans, nodding eagerly. He's so high he doesn't care if she leaves a mark or not. "Don't ever stop..."

[doctormagnus]

She draws back when the skin bruises, chuckling quietly at how insatiable he is being. She loves every second of it.

"Will," she coos, sliding her hand away from his arousal and upwards to caress his stomach. "Do you have a preference of what happens next?"

Usually, she'd go ahead and take a lover, but Will seems to enjoy communication more than most men she's taken to bed.

[w_zimmerman]

He half-sits, wetting his lips and smiling curiously. "You said you've dreamed about this. Why don't you tell me what you've imagined and then we can decide where to go from here?"

[doctormagnus]

"Quite a few scenarios," she confesses, wetting her lips. "The other day I caught you looking at my legs. You try so hard not to look, it's almost endearing. But that night I dreamt I wrapped them around you so tightly..."

[w_zimmerman]

He groans softly, nodding. "They're so long, and look so strong..."