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Daisy merely laughed and let herself fall down onto the bed, letting him manhandle her a little before she planted her hands against the mattress behind her. "Mm, that a threat Hot Topic," she quipped, her breath picking up a little as he put his mouth to good use. She shifted, leaning back on her elbows and spreading her legs wider to give him plenty of room to work. "Cause you're welcome to try it and see what happens."

Vax didn't bother answering, focusing on the task at hand. He took his time exploring her, finding places that made her squirm or arch or inhale, teasing with tongue and lips until he found what got the best response. It would take awhile to get her off this way, if that was the goal, but he didn't seem worried about it. They had time.

Daisy wasn't at all shy about letting him know what she liked. She was free with both encouragement and instructions, eventually laying back and draping her leg over his shoulder, loosely threading a hand into his hair. "There, just like that," she panted, fingers tightening when something felt particularly good. "Nngh, just a little harder. Fuck, that's perfect. Just like that, nice and slow." If he was happy where he was, she was perfectly happy to let him stay there as long as he liked.

He was happy, particularly with such excellent direction. He wrapped his arms up around her thighs, anchoring them together and getting to where he could use his hands, if needed. Every so often he looked up at her, letting his eyes skim over what he could see of her from this angle.

There is some part of her brain, distant and dim, that's mildly surprised that he doesn't seem to be bored. Then she's perfectly happy to stay where she is, sinking into the slow build up that he's actually very good at. Part of it's still being a little bit tipsy. Part of it's just feeling really really good. "Take direction well, don't you Hot Topic," she half-laughs, half-pants, dragging the fingers of her free hand across a breast, giving the nipple a slow, languid tug. "Fuck. Feels good. Fuck me with your fingers, c'mon."

Vax didn't need to be told twice, bringing one arm down so he could get up between her legs, sliding two fingers easily inside her while he traced an Elvish letter that she seemed to like over her clit. He pulled back just long enough to say "Fuck, you are really fucking hot," then went back to it, firming his grip with the other arm to help hold her steady.

"Yes, just like that," Daisy hisses and moans sharply, back arching a little as the added stimulation of the stretch made everything that much better. She laughs softly again, the sound little more than breath. "Flattery gets you everywhere, Hot Topic. Fuck, that's good, you're really goddamn good. Fuck, I'm gonna come. Make me come, please, fuck, make me come."

Vax just maintained his efforts, knowing that the key to making a woman come was repetition. He held her down and kept up a steady pace, eyes closed as he focused on his task. She'd asked him to make her come, and he was doing his best.

Daisy's constant stream of words began to taper into steady but soft, incoherent sounds and the occasional swear the closer and closer she got. For someone has vocal as she was, her orgasm was quiet, trembling limbs and tensing muscles, fingers buried and twisting in the bedding and legs wrapping around him to keep him where he was.

And the bed shook. The bed shook a lot. Vibrational energy radiating out from her body, accelerating the molecules of the surfaces around her. A tightly localized earthquake that Daisy barely even noticed, busy as she was. Thankfully it was brief, the tremors subsiding as her body relaxed, all but melting into the bed in the high of the afterglow. "Nngh," Daisy panted, leg sliding off of his shoulder as she went full, useless ragdoll. "Fuck."

It was...sweet, somehow. Vax was as much of a talker as Daisy, when his mouth wasn't full, and it was kind of sweet when she went all soft and quiet when she came.

Less sweet was the ground trembling underneath him. He knew better than to stop what he was doing, and then it was gone as soon as she was done. Seemed awfully quick for an earthquake, but he supposed he didn't know, sitting back on his heels and looking alarmed. "Did you know they had earthquakes here?" he asked.

"Hmm?" Daisy blinked her eyes open, not quite fully grasping what he was asking for a moment. Earthquakes? Oh. "Oh," she wheezed a soft, breathy laugh, dragging her hand lightly over her face. "Ooops. My bad. You okay?" She lifted her head suddenly, her brain still sluggishly catching up with the implications of what had happened. She was pretty sure it had just been a tremor, didn't think she could have projected a shockwave strong enough to actually hurt him, not without a lot of focus, but still.

"That was you?" Vax asked. He'd never heard of any such thing. He supposed it wasn't impossible, though. And, hey. He'd made her come so hard she triggered a literal earthquake. A smug look came over his face for a moment.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, crawling up on the bed next to her to kiss her, just remembering to wipe his face on the back of his forearm first.

"Mmhmm." Daisy most definitely picked up on the smugness, and the reason for it, and there was temptation to poke at his ego. But she felt really fucking good, and it took a lot to push her to the point of that much distraction, so to hell with it. He earned that shit eating smirk.

She kissed him back, teeth catching his lower lip and tugging playfully before she let go and stretched, basking for a moment in the heavy limbed afterglow. She doubted he'd follow the full explanation--aliens, gene manipulation, and vibrokinesis--so she gave him the super short version. "I make things shake. It's a whole thing. Usually on purpose, but on rare occasions it just. Happens."

"Suppose it's not the worst thing in the world," Vax mused, skimming his fingers lightly down the side of her abdomen. "At least you don't just like, make people die. That would just fuck up, like, entire weeks."

"Ruin weeks and create a lot of paperwork," Daisy agreed with a half-drunk laugh, pushing up and attempting to pin him down in a messy heap of limbs. She wasn't up for sex just yet, but that didn't mean she couldn't have fun. "As superpowers go, I like the one I got. I," she drawled with a contented hum, lowering her head to his chest and pausing to lick a line up his pectoral, flicking her tongue over his nipple, "am gonna entertain myself. With your dick. And some other parts. Kay?"

"Mmm, sounds fair," he agreed, voice dropping to a bit of a pure. "I'm pretty easy. Just don't go scratching too hard at scars," he warned her. He had a lot, and many carried bad memories. It occurred to him to wonder if she'd seen the one on his back yet, the one that marked him as owned.

"I don't scratch much," Daisy murmured against his skin, lazily kissing a vague, meandering path over his body. "'Less you're fucking me real good." She did touch quite a few of them, with her lips and her fingertips--they were kind of hard to avoid completely--but she didn't focus on them, or linger over them, anymore than she did the rest of his body. Daisy just liked touching, and tasting, feeling muscles shift and play and react to the stimulation of nerves, hearing breaths being drawn out of time and noises being made because her mouth and her hair and her hands felt good touching him. And if he was giving her free reign, she was taking it and running with it.

She worked her way further down, wriggling her way down between his legs, dragging her fingertips lightly along the insides of his thighs. "You're really gorgeous, Hot Topic," she observed, pausing to look up at him before placing a playful little love bite just above his hip.

Vax was all right with that, with her neither avoiding nor lingering over his scars. He let her know when she found the good places, inhaling and arching and making soft little sounds. It didn't take too long before he was having to try hard to stay still and just let her play. He couldn't help feeling restless, like he ought to be doing something instead of just letting her touch him, and he had to tuck his hands under the pillow to keep from trying to pull her up and change course. He started squirming more, antsy and impatient.

He lost the tail end of the laugh in a groan when she bit him, enjoying the little spike of pain. "Not so bad yourself, Hazy Days."

Daisy interpreted his wiggling as being in a rush, and she huffed softly and nipped at his skin one more time. "Take a breath, Hot Topic, I'm getting there," she teased, sliding further down to kiss the insides of his thighs. She didn't draw it out much more than that, though, running her tongue along the underside of his cock before happily taking him into her mouth. Even with something in her mouth Daisy couldn't be quiet, making soft, almost involuntary noises as she bobbed her head slowly, letting him slide between her lips and further into her mouth.

Vax was still squirmy, but doing his best to stay still. "Wanna be touching you," he growled softly, seriously thinking about just flipping her over and fucking her. It would still get him off, but it would also feel nice for her and make him feel like he was doing something, rather than laying here being lazy.

Had she been a little less confident, she might have been offended, but Daisy was pretty sure whatever his damage was it wasn't about her blowjob skills. She took his hands in hers, lacing their fingers together tightly to buy herself a little more time to taper it off rather than just stop altogether. After a minute or two, she crawled back up his body and straddled his hips, pinning his hands lightly above his head and kissing him. "So do it, Hot Topic," she teased, flicking the tip of her nose against his. "Fucking impress me."

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