[The question catches him off-guard, but he's distracted when she very happily complies with his suggestion. He's not a cuddly guy (or a chatty guy for that matter) but some people circumvent those barriers of his.
His legs shift under her and he threads his metal arm behind her back so she's secure. His eyes watch her fingers trail over her skin before they lift back up to her face. His own fingers trace idle shapes on the exposed skin of her outer thigh.]
You told me you weren't very experienced, so I thought we should talk about what you like and don't like. Or if there's anything you want to try?
[He very clearly feels a little shy asking about this, but he feels she deserves the courtesy.]
[ there's something about him asking what she's interested in that she finds sweet, and yet even in barely knowing Cable she doesn't want to say it. so in place of a compliment, she tilts her head and presses a kiss against his cheek. he might not be cuddly, but she can't help herself.]
Oh, I haven't found anything I don't like yet, at least not in anything I've done. [ things she's witnessed on the other hand - well, there are some things she definitely feels aren't for her.] But there's so much I haven't tried yet. I never even had an orgasm before they brought me here.
[ but she's also never faced the negative associations with sex that exist in the real world, so she's probably more open-minded that he'd expect.]
I liked the way you took control, and I liked the way you made me feel. Anything that involves feeling something new, or being able to be a part of someone's pleasure, is exciting to me.
[Cable reacts neither positively nor negatively to the kiss, but he seems to be visibly unsure of how to react at all to it. He didn't hate it, though, so there's that.
He is particularly fascinated by her admission that she hadn't had an orgasm, which seems in contrast with her willingness and her forwardness to Cable. He is also particularly pleased that she likes a level of control, because that certainly makes it easier for him.]
Well, there's a lot we can work with, provided you'll tell me to stop if you don't like something. [He reaches out to her, brushing the back of his fingers over her cheek.]
Have you ever sat on someone's face before? [What a thing to ask.]
[ if she's noticed he seems a little unsure with her sometimes, Barbie is going to assume that Cable follows the same understanding as her - that he'd tell her if he doesn't like something. she doesn't want to make him uncomfortable, but he tends to come off as more surprised than unhappy.]
I'll definitely tell you if I don't like something. I just think that with some of it, I'm not going to know how I feel until I try it. [ and if she was ever uncomfortable, she'd speak up and they could just change what they were doing.
maybe she feels her cheeks get a little warmer at the mention of sitting on his face, but when she tilts her head against him, she's still smiling.]
No, I've never done that before. [ and it's not the sort of thing Barbie would just ask for, since it seems...presumptuous to assume someone would want her to?
it takes her a moment to work up the nerve to say it without blushing:] Would you like me to sit on your face?
[The way she doesn't fuck around and just asks the question scores her major points with Cable, who is coming to appreciate her earnestness.
It also earns her a low chuckle and a small smile. Who wouldn't smile if Barbie asked them that?]
Yeah. Yeah, I would. [He traces his fingers over her jawline. Meanwhile, the arm wrapped around her is bunching up her dress and making it slide up her thighs.]
I think you'll like it. [He adds, before deciding he wants to play with the control she likes so much.]
Kiss me. Then I want you to stand up and take your clothes off.
[ there's no question to it, just a warmth to the way she echoes his words that says Barbie appreciates the order. and there's no better way to prove it than how she kisses him, full of longing for the things they haven't even done yet.
when it ends she's happy to stand, stretching out in front of him and feeling a little more vulnerable like this, remembering that he hasn't technically seen her naked yet.
it's an empowering (and arousing) thing to realize how much she wants that, so she reaches for the hem of her dress to start to peel it up and off, exposing lacy, pale pink panties and a matching bra. she allows her dress to drop to the floor, her eyes locked on his as she reaches back to unhook her bra, the cups falling down a few seconds later.
Barbie is only briefly tempted to stop there, sit in his lap with the thin fabric of her panties between them and her bare breasts against his chest - but she's too turned on by his orders to argue with them. she does pause in undressing herself to slide her hands along her torso, letting him watch her stroke her breasts and shiver a little when a fingernail skates along one of her hardening nipples.
it doesn't take much for Barbie to realize how much better she's about to feel, so she hooks her fingers into her panties and slowly tugs them down. her heels go last, for some reason, and she steps out of them and leans close, not sitting down again because she knows that wasn't one of his orders.]
Like this, Cable?
[ it's almost funny how she's completely naked and warmer than she was a few moments ago. but that's just the effect he has on her.]
[Cable returns the kiss, but he doesn't lean too far into it. Instead, his fingers tease under her chin and over her jaw. They drop slowly away as she steps back, resting idly on his lap as he watches her.
He remains leaned back in his chair, but she doesn't have to doubt the fact that his eyes are completely focused on her. This is deliberately orchestrated by a man who was very sad not to get a look at her body the last time they met.
If she squints, she might see his lips curl into a small but pleased smirk as she drops her panties.]
Yeah, like that.
[He affirms, that warm and proud tone in his voice.
Cable moves to stand in front of Barbie, circling an arm around her to rest on her lower back. He kisses the top of her head, her temple and her lips. He lingers there, but pulls away and presses a kiss in the crook of her neck, her clavicle, her breasts.
As he's kissing, he's lowering himself to his knees. He kisses down her stomach and just on her pubic bone, hands shifting to rest on her thighs as he looks up at her.]
I'm gonna get on my back, you're gonna get on your knees and sit over my face.
[He waits long enough to confirm her understanding before he lowers himself to lie on the plush carpet beneath him. He looks expectantly up at her.]
[ one of the things Barbie appreciates about Cable is how easily she's able to read his tone even when he doesn't have a lot to say. he doesn't have to tell her that she's done something right when she can hear it in his voice and see it in how he looks at her. and somehow, all of those things just make her feel proud of herself, too.
she's not sure what she's expecting when he moves in front of her, but she's thrilled to lean in while he kisses along her body, creating a trail of warmth that lingers after his lips inch lower along her stomach. she runs her hands down his back and along his shoulders, and while she mostly sticks to skin, Barbie doesn't shy away from the cool relief his metal provides.
she might even need it a little when she thinks about what they're about to do.
she gives him time, letting him settle on the carpet before she follows, carefully lowering herself closer until she's on her knees. she's next to him at first, before she works up the nerve to swing her leg over, so that her thighs are on either side of his head, her wet pussy hovering over his mouth.
Barbie knows what he wants, but she giggles nervously at first, steadying herself and taking a slow, deep breath. and then she brings herself to the decadent warmth of his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment while she realizes how intense this going to be.]
[Cable gently shifts his hand under Barbie's forearm as she guides herself down, wanting to be reassuring as she takes a moment before swinging her leg over him.
His hands shift to run up her thighs, seemingly unconcerned with the fact that she'll feel the metal of his palm on her soft skin. Cable trails his fingers toward her inner thighs until he's at her lips. With his hands resting high on her thighs, he uses his thumbs to spread her even more obscenely.
He maintains eye contact with her as his fingers push her thighs down just that little bit lower over his mouth. He exhales against her before sliding his tongue over her clit in small, slow circles.]
[ Barbie tilts her hips towards his touch when Cable parts her folds, like she can't wait to open herself to him even if it makes her feel more vulnerable than she did the last time they were together. looking down at him, watching him watch her helps her to settle against him, because as much as Cable might want this, her body aches for it.
her eyes are bright with lust as he starts to use his tongue on her clit, her teeth tugging against her lower lip until she realizes that they're in his apartment this time. there's no reason to hold back, so Barbie moans contentedly at how he warms her up to this, taking her out of her comfort zone but letting her work up to it first.
since he's watching, she won't be shy about the way she strokes her breasts and teases her hardened nipples, her brow furrowed at the growing intensity as she realizes just how much access he has to her like this.]
[Barbie has many admirable qualities in Cable's eyes. She's warm, kind, accepting, adventurous and curious. She's also incredibly, classically beautiful and, from this angle, Cable can really appreciate this. It feels surreal to him that she would have this level of interest of him at all, but he's more than willing to indulge it.
Cable makes a soft, appreciative sound from under her thighs. His gaze up at her is intense, amplified by the way one of his eyes glows brightly when he's this aroused.
His thumbs rub firm, reassuring circles over her thighs and he sucks firmly at her clit. He alternates sucking with laps of his tongue over her hole and other sensitive parts so he can taste her and appreciate the closeness of her.
With his grip on her thighs, he gives her a gentle nudge to help her roll through her hips against his face so she knows he's comfortable with movement from her.]
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[The question catches him off-guard, but he's distracted when she very happily complies with his suggestion. He's not a cuddly guy (or a chatty guy for that matter) but some people circumvent those barriers of his.
His legs shift under her and he threads his metal arm behind her back so she's secure. His eyes watch her fingers trail over her skin before they lift back up to her face. His own fingers trace idle shapes on the exposed skin of her outer thigh.]
You told me you weren't very experienced, so I thought we should talk about what you like and don't like. Or if there's anything you want to try?
[He very clearly feels a little shy asking about this, but he feels she deserves the courtesy.]
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Oh, I haven't found anything I don't like yet, at least not in anything I've done. [ things she's witnessed on the other hand - well, there are some things she definitely feels aren't for her.] But there's so much I haven't tried yet. I never even had an orgasm before they brought me here.
[ but she's also never faced the negative associations with sex that exist in the real world, so she's probably more open-minded that he'd expect.]
I liked the way you took control, and I liked the way you made me feel. Anything that involves feeling something new, or being able to be a part of someone's pleasure, is exciting to me.
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He is particularly fascinated by her admission that she hadn't had an orgasm, which seems in contrast with her willingness and her forwardness to Cable. He is also particularly pleased that she likes a level of control, because that certainly makes it easier for him.]
Well, there's a lot we can work with, provided you'll tell me to stop if you don't like something. [He reaches out to her, brushing the back of his fingers over her cheek.]
Have you ever sat on someone's face before? [What a thing to ask.]
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I'll definitely tell you if I don't like something. I just think that with some of it, I'm not going to know how I feel until I try it. [ and if she was ever uncomfortable, she'd speak up and they could just change what they were doing.
maybe she feels her cheeks get a little warmer at the mention of sitting on his face, but when she tilts her head against him, she's still smiling.]
No, I've never done that before. [ and it's not the sort of thing Barbie would just ask for, since it seems...presumptuous to assume someone would want her to?
it takes her a moment to work up the nerve to say it without blushing:] Would you like me to sit on your face?
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It also earns her a low chuckle and a small smile. Who wouldn't smile if Barbie asked them that?]
Yeah. Yeah, I would. [He traces his fingers over her jawline. Meanwhile, the arm wrapped around her is bunching up her dress and making it slide up her thighs.]
I think you'll like it. [He adds, before deciding he wants to play with the control she likes so much.]
Kiss me. Then I want you to stand up and take your clothes off.
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[ there's no question to it, just a warmth to the way she echoes his words that says Barbie appreciates the order. and there's no better way to prove it than how she kisses him, full of longing for the things they haven't even done yet.
when it ends she's happy to stand, stretching out in front of him and feeling a little more vulnerable like this, remembering that he hasn't technically seen her naked yet.
it's an empowering (and arousing) thing to realize how much she wants that, so she reaches for the hem of her dress to start to peel it up and off, exposing lacy, pale pink panties and a matching bra. she allows her dress to drop to the floor, her eyes locked on his as she reaches back to unhook her bra, the cups falling down a few seconds later.
Barbie is only briefly tempted to stop there, sit in his lap with the thin fabric of her panties between them and her bare breasts against his chest - but she's too turned on by his orders to argue with them. she does pause in undressing herself to slide her hands along her torso, letting him watch her stroke her breasts and shiver a little when a fingernail skates along one of her hardening nipples.
it doesn't take much for Barbie to realize how much better she's about to feel, so she hooks her fingers into her panties and slowly tugs them down. her heels go last, for some reason, and she steps out of them and leans close, not sitting down again because she knows that wasn't one of his orders.]
Like this, Cable?
[ it's almost funny how she's completely naked and warmer than she was a few moments ago. but that's just the effect he has on her.]
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He remains leaned back in his chair, but she doesn't have to doubt the fact that his eyes are completely focused on her. This is deliberately orchestrated by a man who was very sad not to get a look at her body the last time they met.
If she squints, she might see his lips curl into a small but pleased smirk as she drops her panties.]
Yeah, like that.
[He affirms, that warm and proud tone in his voice.
Cable moves to stand in front of Barbie, circling an arm around her to rest on her lower back. He kisses the top of her head, her temple and her lips. He lingers there, but pulls away and presses a kiss in the crook of her neck, her clavicle, her breasts.
As he's kissing, he's lowering himself to his knees. He kisses down her stomach and just on her pubic bone, hands shifting to rest on her thighs as he looks up at her.]
I'm gonna get on my back, you're gonna get on your knees and sit over my face.
[He waits long enough to confirm her understanding before he lowers himself to lie on the plush carpet beneath him. He looks expectantly up at her.]
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she's not sure what she's expecting when he moves in front of her, but she's thrilled to lean in while he kisses along her body, creating a trail of warmth that lingers after his lips inch lower along her stomach. she runs her hands down his back and along his shoulders, and while she mostly sticks to skin, Barbie doesn't shy away from the cool relief his metal provides.
she might even need it a little when she thinks about what they're about to do.
she gives him time, letting him settle on the carpet before she follows, carefully lowering herself closer until she's on her knees. she's next to him at first, before she works up the nerve to swing her leg over, so that her thighs are on either side of his head, her wet pussy hovering over his mouth.
Barbie knows what he wants, but she giggles nervously at first, steadying herself and taking a slow, deep breath. and then she brings herself to the decadent warmth of his mouth, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment while she realizes how intense this going to be.]
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His hands shift to run up her thighs, seemingly unconcerned with the fact that she'll feel the metal of his palm on her soft skin. Cable trails his fingers toward her inner thighs until he's at her lips. With his hands resting high on her thighs, he uses his thumbs to spread her even more obscenely.
He maintains eye contact with her as his fingers push her thighs down just that little bit lower over his mouth. He exhales against her before sliding his tongue over her clit in small, slow circles.]
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her eyes are bright with lust as he starts to use his tongue on her clit, her teeth tugging against her lower lip until she realizes that they're in his apartment this time. there's no reason to hold back, so Barbie moans contentedly at how he warms her up to this, taking her out of her comfort zone but letting her work up to it first.
since he's watching, she won't be shy about the way she strokes her breasts and teases her hardened nipples, her brow furrowed at the growing intensity as she realizes just how much access he has to her like this.]
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Cable makes a soft, appreciative sound from under her thighs. His gaze up at her is intense, amplified by the way one of his eyes glows brightly when he's this aroused.
His thumbs rub firm, reassuring circles over her thighs and he sucks firmly at her clit. He alternates sucking with laps of his tongue over her hole and other sensitive parts so he can taste her and appreciate the closeness of her.
With his grip on her thighs, he gives her a gentle nudge to help her roll through her hips against his face so she knows he's comfortable with movement from her.]