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[ he likes Lapis' clothes. and he knows how expensive some of her outfits and fabrics were. so he'd rather not start tearing them off, even if it's a very, very tempting thought in the moment as his hands grace and grasp for buttons and clasps, trying to remove what he can, quickly.

there's a terrible thought in his head to just remove what was necessary and...

ah, the fog had gotten to his mind, too. probably around the moment where his hand brushes down between her thighs, fingers finding how slick her thighs are, along the inside, his eyes casting down for just a moment as he realises exactly *how* much she's been holding back. shit.

...it's the most attractive thing in the world at this moment, really, and he can feel the blood rushing through his ears as it hits him all at once.

Words are replaced with a low, hungry growl as his hands choose to divest her of the poor scrap of ruined lace, tossing them to the side for now, so he can grant her wish. ]

No more waiting.

[ he finally mumbles between quietly panting breaths, the self-same desire hitting like a truck as he tries to get clear through the desires now invading, taking over clear thoughts.
Normally this is where he'd dive between her legs, using his tongue to pull pleasure out of her--but he's not sure he has the patience. ]

Lapis, I want to...

[ ah. ]

[crisantemo]

[ Lapis considers it an admirable show of restraint that she didn't end up tearing his shirt once she's able to pull it off; her patience is running thin, she just... needs so badly. Every second apart from him is becoming more and more unbearable, heat pulsing through her and pooling between her thighs with every passing moment.

Even just the brush of his hands against her skin sends another harsh shiver up her spine, a trail of heat following behind the touch. The ache is almost maddening at this point, a horrible reminder of how painfully empty she feels now, and the leg hooked over his thigh tenses; trying to pull him closer still. Nothing else matters right now besides trying to draw him in as deep as possible.

Though she snaps out of her own heated fog when he speaks, brows furrowing just slightly as she focuses enough to listen.

"Want to...?"

There's a quiet huff, a hand reaching up curl around the nape of his neck - pulling him back in to press her lips hard to his, teeth nipping against skin. The other reaches for the waistband of his pants, already working on the very annoying button and zipper; when she said no more waiting, she really meant it. ]

Do it. You don't have to hold back. [ That's the last thing she wants. ]

I just want you, Jinwoo. Please?

[ She isn't one to beg - but she also enjoys seeing what will get him heated just that little bit more. ]