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Her sleep was dreamless - no, that wasn't entirely true. It wasn't dreamless, for they were centered around one person and one person alone. Of course, that person being the one who was currently lying under her, being used as her personal bed. Hopefully he was comfortable. She had shifted a little in her sleep so she wasn't completely on top of him though.

Though as she came to start waking up, the events of the previous evening started filtering into her memory. The warmth of his body pressed against hers, the feel of his arms around her..what they did, and how.. oh and the fact that their clothing was still flung on the floor from their haste. WELL. She felt mighty embarrassed about that.

..she needed to get her clothing and dress - would she be able to slip free of Fang's arms? Well there's Cui too, who was contentedly sleeping on Tiara's back. It was like she was sandwiched in!

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Speaking of nails, they were really digging into his skin, her legs pressing tight to him, "N.. nonsense, w..why you only ...." Um. Give her a second to remember her train of thought. She tried to catch her breath, assailed by the delicious combination of the praise and teasing -oh she couldn't get enough of it, or of him. "A-ah, I... do-do wonder however if th...this 'bet' is one of the things you have b-been uh..." words. Thinking proper words was difficult in this level of intimacy.

The slight sting of her nails did not bother Fang in the least. Instead he took it as encouragement to keep going and plot for the next way he could overwhelm his beloved partner.

"Come now~ Try and finish that thought. I dare you~!"

Daring her on top of another dare? He was feeling frisky! Tiara swallowed back a noise, "A..a dare such as that is even easier than the first one you put to me -" UGH She really wanted to give him a smug look, but it was...very hard to be smug when she was on the verge of losing her damn mind. "I aahh... I was ... s....simply...aa..ah.." What WAS she saying?

Of course. He was playing to win after all. Giving her the chance to form any coherent resistance was simply not an option for him. So naturally he would push his advantage all the way.

"Then prove it. If you can't I'll just keep going until you admit I win~ Actually don't admit it. That way I can have my way with you until you can't even think straight~" Gasp. He exposed his nefarious plan!

She could barely think straight as it is! And Fang was absolutely not giving her a chance to think straight either. Though she's caught off guard mid-groan by his words and... she slips. By instinctively shooting a glance at him in surprise, "Nggh -- a... are you .. and you say *I* am the ...."

Realization.

Fuck.

She looked at him.

Uh...maybe he didn't notice and she can look away again? ...no he's...he's been watching her constantly hasn't he.

The grin on Fang's face was all the proof she needed to answer her question. Of course he saw it. And of course he absolutely REVELED in it. But there was something else behind that smugness. Something shown when Fang leaned in close and sealed Tiara's lips with his own as he kept moving beneath her, not breaking his stride even once.

Oh that smile was to die for. It took her breath away in sight - and then in touch when he leaned forward in that kiss. And the sound she made after that - if she hadn't completely given herself over to him before, she did just then, utterly -melting- into the kiss with a soft, whimpering note as her eyes drifted closed again. This time from the simple pleasures of the flesh and emotion, rather than a bet - her nails easing up on his skin to be replaced by the feel of her hands instead.

She would feel his lips curve a little more as they kissed, his own actions turning a little softer and adoring from the rougher roguish demeanor from earlier. He'd won. No need to rub it in. Instead now he could focus on making Tiara feel like she won too~ So she lowly but firmly kept moving slowly striking as deep as he could go with each roll of his hips as he moaned her name to her lips.

...maaybe she should re-evaulate her scoffing at his overconfident claims of knowing just how good he is in bed. Because... they were definitely valid claims, her own soft cries and moans melting into longer ones as he changed up his motions. When the consequences would end up so good could she really say she lost? And she did love hearing him moan her name like that. Her own moans starting to match his as he moved deeper as her hands ran over the scratch marks on his back, "Mmm.." ... it was almost unfair that she loved him as much as she did. She had all but lost to him before they even started.

Well... he was going to be smug forever, and probably tease her, but she'd just deal with that.

Maybe she should. OR maybe she shouldn't. Like he had already told her, he didn't want her to change too much for the sake of their new relationship. The only thing he wanted gone was that self deprecating view of herself and her place in the world of the living. That was it. Everything else could stay the same and he would still love her just as much. Which was funny given ho much he had changed himself without even realizing it.

"Mhmmm~" He purred into the kiss with a slight nod as he deepened it a little more every time she caressed and tightened around him.

Sure - she'd SAY she'd re-evaluate it, but Fang knew her well. It wouldn't actually happen. With the exception of when she dropped her guard and was affectionate and intimate with him like this, she would still be her haughty, vain and tsundomasochistic self as always. In fact odds were higher that she'd taunt his claims just to get a rise out of him, for fun. "GGhnng, F..Fa~ng.." she purred as she pulled back from the kiss slightly, enough to get a breath, the soft moan suddenly spiking into sharper cry when his strokes hit just the right way. Those cries starting to come one after another as the pleasure spiked in her repeatedly.

She had to be betting pretty close and yet Fang didn't slow down all that much even once he freed her from her predicament. The more he moved, the greater his desire would become and that seemed to have a certain set threshold still.

"T-Tiaraaa~" HE groaned, loving the way her name sill flowed from his lips at moments like these.

Oh definitely - he could easily tell she was near her peak the way her voice had gotten louder and higher pitched. The way she kept calling out his name, her body starting to tighten around him again, "F.a....Fang..!!" she groaned along with him, "S... so close I... haa.h..!" Words were esaping her and she didn't think they were being uttered coherently - or in the correct order for that matter. Though as she felt her peak nearing, she leaned into press her lips against his, wanting the taste of his mouth against hers when she climaxed.

"Mngh I can tell. Just....just can you hold on a bit more. I want to go with you~" Fang purred, his hips pressing upwards into hers with more vigor than before. He wanted her. Wanted to share in the bliss of the moment. He could feel the way she gripped and held onto him as if her life depended on it. It was a feeling he would never tire of.

She nodded against his shoulder, "Nngh --e...yes.. yes...! I ..w ant you to.. too..." she groaned, biting her tongue against getting even louder when he moved with more vigor. She shifted to move in his lap more as well, nipping the side of his neck, "C..come with he Fang...!" She .. probably didn't sound nearly as coherent as she thought, but her eager attempts to help him reach his peak with her did all the speaking for her as she moaned his name with pure passion and love.

Not that coherent but he could feel her desires just fine. Desires that aligned perfectly to his own. So naturally he would nod and give her all she wanted. It was as easy as breathing really.

"Ngh almost....almost there. So much. Needed so much more of her and yet his body could only handle so much pleasure before pushing him over the edge. Together with Tiara of course.

As it always should be. That desire she wanted so desperately, so keenly to unravel with him she couldn't even comprehend anything else. And.. as loud as they were being they were probably disturbing the neighbors, but y'know what, who cares. Tiara wasn't - and couldn't - about to make herself any quieter for them. She clung to him, pressing kisses against his skin, "Nng..gh.. I lo..lo.." oh heck, he knows what she's trying to sa y. She'll worry about coherency afterwards.

She wasn't wrong. He knew what words were on her lips but did not get said. And that was enough to make it so that when the wave of pleasure hit them both it would be overwhelming to say the least.

"Here...Here It comes. T-Tiara~" Was all Fang got to say before he finally hit his peak and hit it running, arching into Tiara as if desperate to meld into one with her.

Overwhelming- yes, that was definitely a way to describe it. Each movement brought her to new and more intense heights as he cries with him doubled, even trippled until she couldn't tell when one cry ended and the other began. And when they both hit their peak together she couldn't even describe how amazing it was, that sensation that felt like they had actually become one person. She clung to him like a life raft lest she drown in the euphoria and love between them, panting heavily and gasping for breath, all but trembling from the sensations assailing them. She really wasn't going to be capable of much of -anything- besides holding tight to him for a few minutes, pardon her.

By the time the tidal wave of pleasure started ebbing away, Fang was leaning heavily against Tiara, still holding her close to his chest as he gasped and panted for air with everything he had. But the first thing he did once he was able to move again, was to gently tip her chin up and seal her lips with a slow tender kiss.

Her arms were draped loosely over him, leaning her full weight against him as he held her - her heartbeat pummeling against her chest, her breathing coming just as hard, her thoughts spinning. Still a little dazed by the time he tilted her chin up, her lips twitched up into a slow, weary smile at the tender kiss. He had a melted pile of Tiara in his arms. Purring softly, she drawled a long, soft, "I love you.." as the first words she could coherently manage.

He loved having her so relaxed in his embrace. But then she said those words. Words that could bring him so very much joy. Fang almost wouldn't know what to do with himself. But this. This moment was different. So different he said those words he'd been keeping in all this time.

"I...love you too..." He murmured softly.

Hearing him say the words for the first time, actually out loud, took her by surprise for a second. Obviously she never once doubted his feelings (once they became exclusive to each other that is), but hearing him say it made her feel even happier than he made her before.

"Ohhh..Fang..~" she breathed, nothing but joy and love in that sigh. Chuckling from the sheer happiness, as she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. "You're... so wonderful.." So good to her - and she meant it without even her usual teasing.

The second it sunk in what he said he quickly got nervous thinking she might laugh it off as him teasing her again. But this. This was something else entirely. That sheer joy in her voice. Oh how sweet it sounded. So sweet he didn't even care she'd given him quite the ego boost with those words.

"I can say the same about you. And mean it too. This time anyway~"

She's still riding the euphoric high, personally, so she only chuckled softly, "This time..?" She nuzzled his ear with a blissfull sigh, her hand gently petting his back, almost as if she were smoothing over the scratch marks she'd made earlier.

"Hmhm, I would say I am all of those things and more -ALL- of the time."