[ so, let it be known that Gwen is aware of how much she's been ..branching out, when it comes to this intimacy thing. it's a little odd for her, all things considered. she's not shy but she's guarded, for sure, and she might be kind of dealing with a break up ( sort of ) but she's not on the rebound because she still has a boyfriend ( she had two, it was crazy, let's not focus on that ), but- anyway. she's not just looking for a distraction, she's not going to pretend to be so angsty and whatever, she's just more willing to take chances and meet more people here. that's all.
it's actually kind of nice, not being so concerned who knows her and how well they know her or don't know her or anything. she's just having fun.
and Regina is definitely fun.
and intimidating.
and beautiful.
it's a really great combination.
they've hung out in public a few times, more times than Gwen usually sees people before she tries to kiss them or invite them over to her place, but flirting with Regina is really fun. she's so damn classy, and Gwen is so damn not. but she likes trying to be, likes trying to charm a woman who has no reason to spend time with her, so she figures she better make it worth her while. she likes making her smile and all that. it's fun. a little crazy, but fun. yes. main point there.
so when she ends up in a hotel room with her for the first time, she's really excited. she's trying hard to play it cool! but it's kind of a rush. Regina's forward, and honest, at all times, and that's kind of the best part. she knows she's not here to play Scrabble. there's just this giant bed and the two of them. she isn't sure if Regina actually planned on suggesting they find a place or if she just decided to spur of the moment, but it's fine with her either way.
it's so fine because Gwen's finally getting up the nerve to step in close and rest her hands on her hips and lift up on her toes ( damn why does she always wear those crazy sexy high heels oh wait there's the answer to that question ) so she can kiss her, finally.
only, for once, Gwen has literally no idea how to take things from there. oh god. she doesn't consider herself an expert or anything, but she usually knows how to talk to people in moments like this, how to move with them, whatever, but right now she feels stupid shy. oh god. oh god oh god she's going to kick her out and never see her again how embarrassing dO SOMETHING GWEN STACY ]
( Gwen is trying to do things differently, and Regina is rather forced to do the same by extension. the queen has not played in the waters very often just for the sake of making a splash. she's here in Eudio for a reason, and as she sees it, the best way to get what she's after is working hard at it. and often. she doesn't do easy affection, or effortless intimacy, sex is about the only interaction she takes to easily. it's about pleasure and what she's getting out of it. connecting to another person, well, that wasn't in her very articulated, careful plan.
it was a conversation with Ruby Lucas, of all people, that forced her — however uncomfortably — to realize that perhaps she could be doing more. Eudio wants more than sex, it wants intimacy, and while Regina isn't entirely aware of how to accomplish that, she knows that a start is connecting to someone based on more than just their body.
she's hinted once or twice or twenty that she and Gwen could skip the conversation, yet it's taken them some time to get to where they are now; does that mean this is more intimate, when the blonde finally braves the final few inches to kiss her? it's soft and sweet and almost uncertain. it's new, and not a bad new, though it could certainly be better.
without her heels, she's not quite such an intimidating prospect to kiss. at 5'3 and some change, when she toes out of her heels it's a little less difficult to reach her mouth. she laughs a little at Gwen's nerves, an dropping over her back. ) I do think you can do better. ( her fingertips run little circles over Gwen's shoulder as she watches her, a little bit like a caged panther, but one convinced to try not to use her claws. ) Try again. I know you've got more in you than that.
[ she just smirks and nods at that because aha, much better, Gwen likes having her at eye-level. actually, Gwen's just a tinytiny bit taller than her, now that she's slipped her shoes off. somehow, that's enough to help shake off some of her nerves, and maybe it's just because now she can slide a hand from her neck into the back of her hair, fingers loose, but cupping the back of her head so she can pull her in for another kiss. slower this time, and definitely more confident. the question of "this is okay?" is gone, so- yeah. definitely more confident.
she's not rushing, but it quickly builds up to something more impressive than the small kiss from a second ago, her head tilting just so their lips slot together nicely, and so she can move in closer so her body can press up against hers a little more too. that hand stays in her hair because she really likes it there, but the other rests on her side, smoothing up over her ribs then back down to her hip.
and it makes her grin, when she tips her face down to take a breath, because she can feel Regina's lipstick smeared over her own lips down, even though it still looks perfect on the older woman's. how is that even possible? ]
I've been thinking about doing this for a while. [ "this" because even though she's not kissing her right now, she's still softly scratching her fingers through her hair, just a little bit, her other hand, slowly sliding over her torso. nothing too bold yet, just along her side, then up her back. just- touching. ]
( it's actually kind of funny how much she shrinks when she kicks the heels free. from the imposing mayor to something a little more human. Regina has always seen her height as something that works against her so she makes sure to avoid the interpretation she's slight or small. and it works, more or less, though when the illusion is broken by her feet flat on the floor it's an odd reminder that she's not as seamless and intimidating as she makes herself out to be.
her lipstick might be oddly immaculate but her hair isn't, a little tousled from a simple touch. that's the trouble of keeping it so short, and likely Gwen understands that all too well. the queen finds her breath a little shorter when Gwen's lips finally separate from hers, and her free hand curves at the girl's jaw bone and rubs at a streak of red just at the corner of her mouth. one might take that as an apology for leaving her lipstick behind, but the smile on her face says something different, that she likes seeing signs of herself. Gwen might be able to expect she'll try and leave a few more marks before the night is over. )
Did you? ( her voice is low and rusty, smoke and brown sugar laced with salt. it always gets a little warmer when she's aroused. because Regina's thought about this, too, and the prolonged wait means she might have thought a little too much, and the anticipation is getting to her. the possibilities between them seem sort of limitless, and she almost doesn't know what she wants to indulge in first, now that they have the opportunity. they need to make it worthwhile, after such a long wait, don't they? ) What did your 'this' entail? Tell me. ( even at the best of times, Regina tends to be commanding. Gwen might be a little more confidence after a handful of kisses and a little shared lipstick, yet Regina thinks she expects a few commands. and the queen is curious to see how many she'll get away with. it's not without reward, as Regina moves toward the touch, wanting more even as she refused to ask for it. )
[ Gwen definitely recognizes that look for what it is, it's not the gaze of somebody who's embarrassed to see her lipstick on someone else's mouth, it's the look of someone who likes seeing it there, likes how it looks on her. and she'll play right into that, mouth open just a little bit, leaning into her touch like she's desperate for it, and maybe she kind of is. when it comes down to it, Gwen absolutely likes being thought of as someone's sort of fantasy, or someone's bad idea. she played it up with Harrison ( at first, anyway ) and she's doing it now a little bit, looking at Regina like she still can't believe she's been given the privilege of being with her like this.
so when Regina asks her what she's been wanting, she lets her hand slide lower over back than she was a second ago, gripping her ass over her skirt before it slides up again, this time pinching the fabric of her shirt to drag it up along the way. it's just so her palm can slide over skin the next time she rubs up and down, fingers toying with the hook of her bra without actually unfastening it. it's really all just a ruse to pull her in closer, body actually pressed along hers now ]
Kissing you. All over though, like- [ she grins, then bites her lip to try and hide her genuine excitement for the position she's in ] - I wanna know what turns you on. I wanna give you that, I want you to think of me when you're in bed by yourself and want someone around just to get you off. You could call anyone and they'd gladly come to your bed, but I wanna be the one you think of first, because you know how good I can make you feel, and you know I'd do whatever you want. 'Cause I would, it's a little silly how much I want you to boss me around and use me up. That's what 'this' entails. It's whatever you want.
( she has to imagine she's a little different from what Gwen is used to. she's a beautiful girl, and it's very likely she has plenty of options for earning her incentive. younger options, which Regina doesn't automatically veer toward. there's something a little thrilling about being older and wiser, however. it is empowering, actually, to be the older party taking control of her own desire. she'd not had a choice in the matter when she was Gwen's age, and now she does. that she can make a fresh, young thing want her so badly, it does make her feel powerful. Regina Mills is always a woman turned on power.
still, she's not impervious to the ferocity of her companion or the boldness in her touch. her breath hitches and a smirk runs across her face at the feelings of soft palms on bare skin. she likes getting her way yet being with someone too afraid to actually touch her gets old fast. Gwen is proving to be a perfect mix, and one that makes her experimentation incredibly worthwhile.
Regina is actually quite surprised by Gwen's sexual confidence. that's not something Regina earned easily, after all. so young and so empowered already, it's thrilling. it was also paired with a charming rush of words that betrayed her excitement, which was surprisingly endearing. the idea she was offering was engaging indeed, and Regina let her nails run down the pale path of her throat as she considered it. ) I'll tell you what I want, but that means you need to listen. ( she presses her mouth at the other side of Gwen's throat, the sweet pulse point where her heartbeat is thundering. ) Start by unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. ( for what it was worth, she didn't intend to keep her hands to herself while Gwen worked, mouth remaining at Gwen's throat as a palm greedily traced a path over clothing. )
[ Gwen's almost too quick to follow her direction, not rushing, but enthusiastic. she slips each button free from the collar down until it drapes open for her, until she has to step back a little tiny bit ( away from her mouth, oh ) so she can reach for her hand and thumb open the button at her wrist, then do the same to the other cuff. but she pauses there for a moment, hand holding hers palm up so she can press a few kisses to the inside of her wrist. which she knows isn't a spot for everyone, but she likes doing it anyway, likes looking up at Regina while she does it, and after, when she's moving both hands to her shoulders to tuck under the fabric of her shirt to push it off that way. she doesn't let it drop to hit the floor either, her fingers trail along her skin as the fabric drapes own, reaching behind her to grab it by the collar once her arms are free of the sleeves.
all very deliberate, very "see? i'm good at following directions"
although she only holds onto the shirt with one hand, the other moving to delicately trace along the edge of the bra, following the curve of it over her breast. she watches her still, clearly waiting for the next move ]
And?
[ and being a little bit of a cocky brat about it too apparently ]
( Regina rarely bothers to hide the impressive cut of her figure, yet her understated samplings are not quite the same as the obvious painting of her body underneath. her bra is obviously as expensive as everything else she's wearing, an impressive experience of architecture and lace, and there's something quite wicked about the combination of her lingerie and her pencil skirt.
there's a hint of a smile at the lips on her wrist, approval without any word. she doesn't grant more as Gwen slowly removes the offending silk. the sass is slightly unexpected and that's exactly what makes it thrilling causing the queen to laugh, a smoky rumble in her throat. )
And, now you seem quite overdressed, don't you think? You should fix that.
( Regina makes no move to help, though her dark eyes are practically black, desire widening her pupils. she won't help but she clearly is very happy to watch. the wheels are practically churning in her head, what exactly she can do with her obedient and demanding little blonde. )
[ there's a veryvery brief moment of hesitation, but it's only because she wants to keep touching her, but that moment passes and then she's shifting to the left so she can drape Regina's shirt over the arm of the chair near them, moving right back into place once it's settled there. she's less showy about getting her own clothes off, hers drawn up over her head with both hands then dropped on the floor behind her without much care. she's okay with wrinkles. she's also okay with taking off her own bra, too, because she reaches behind herself with one hand, pinching the hook open and letting it slip down her arms to join her shirt on the floor, too.
Gwen's not stacked, but she's got the kind of light muscle definition that isn't common on women her age ( or her diet ), so she's pretty okay with that. she's also moving back in to slip her arms around Regina's waist, literally just so she can pull herself close to her, lean down to nose at her breasts because it's hard not to, okay. she kisses across her skin, little impatient things, like she's not sure she'll be allowed to again or something. mostly she just likes feeling her torso pressed up against hers, how soft her skin is under her hands while she moves them slowly over her bare back ]
You're gorgeous- [ shh ignore that her voice is muffled by her breasts, okay. she needs to be here in her cleavage. or at least, she'll stay there as long as Regina let's her. maybe she's hoping that she won't. some part of her is, at least, the other part of her is very aware of how impatient she'll be once they're both not wearing clothes ]
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Date: 2016-09-11 04:28 am (UTC)it's actually kind of nice, not being so concerned who knows her and how well they know her or don't know her or anything. she's just having fun.
and Regina is definitely fun.
and intimidating.
and beautiful.
it's a really great combination.
they've hung out in public a few times, more times than Gwen usually sees people before she tries to kiss them or invite them over to her place, but flirting with Regina is really fun. she's so damn classy, and Gwen is so damn not. but she likes trying to be, likes trying to charm a woman who has no reason to spend time with her, so she figures she better make it worth her while. she likes making her smile and all that. it's fun. a little crazy, but fun. yes. main point there.
so when she ends up in a hotel room with her for the first time, she's really excited. she's trying hard to play it cool! but it's kind of a rush. Regina's forward, and honest, at all times, and that's kind of the best part. she knows she's not here to play Scrabble. there's just this giant bed and the two of them. she isn't sure if Regina actually planned on suggesting they find a place or if she just decided to spur of the moment, but it's fine with her either way.
it's so fine because Gwen's finally getting up the nerve to step in close and rest her hands on her hips and lift up on her toes ( damn why does she always wear those crazy sexy high heels oh wait there's the answer to that question ) so she can kiss her, finally.
only, for once, Gwen has literally no idea how to take things from there. oh god. she doesn't consider herself an expert or anything, but she usually knows how to talk to people in moments like this, how to move with them, whatever, but right now she feels stupid shy. oh god. oh god oh god she's going to kick her out and never see her again how embarrassing dO SOMETHING GWEN STACY ]
-- Can I try that again?
[ gdi ]
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Date: 2016-09-15 06:05 am (UTC)it was a conversation with Ruby Lucas, of all people, that forced her — however uncomfortably — to realize that perhaps she could be doing more. Eudio wants more than sex, it wants intimacy, and while Regina isn't entirely aware of how to accomplish that, she knows that a start is connecting to someone based on more than just their body.
she's hinted once or twice or twenty that she and Gwen could skip the conversation, yet it's taken them some time to get to where they are now; does that mean this is more intimate, when the blonde finally braves the final few inches to kiss her? it's soft and sweet and almost uncertain. it's new, and not a bad new, though it could certainly be better.
without her heels, she's not quite such an intimidating prospect to kiss. at 5'3 and some change, when she toes out of her heels it's a little less difficult to reach her mouth. she laughs a little at Gwen's nerves, an dropping over her back. ) I do think you can do better. ( her fingertips run little circles over Gwen's shoulder as she watches her, a little bit like a caged panther, but one convinced to try not to use her claws. ) Try again. I know you've got more in you than that.
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Date: 2016-09-16 12:22 am (UTC)she's not rushing, but it quickly builds up to something more impressive than the small kiss from a second ago, her head tilting just so their lips slot together nicely, and so she can move in closer so her body can press up against hers a little more too. that hand stays in her hair because she really likes it there, but the other rests on her side, smoothing up over her ribs then back down to her hip.
and it makes her grin, when she tips her face down to take a breath, because she can feel Regina's lipstick smeared over her own lips down, even though it still looks perfect on the older woman's. how is that even possible? ]
I've been thinking about doing this for a while. [ "this" because even though she's not kissing her right now, she's still softly scratching her fingers through her hair, just a little bit, her other hand, slowly sliding over her torso. nothing too bold yet, just along her side, then up her back. just- touching. ]
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Date: 2016-09-19 05:34 am (UTC)her lipstick might be oddly immaculate but her hair isn't, a little tousled from a simple touch. that's the trouble of keeping it so short, and likely Gwen understands that all too well. the queen finds her breath a little shorter when Gwen's lips finally separate from hers, and her free hand curves at the girl's jaw bone and rubs at a streak of red just at the corner of her mouth. one might take that as an apology for leaving her lipstick behind, but the smile on her face says something different, that she likes seeing signs of herself. Gwen might be able to expect she'll try and leave a few more marks before the night is over. )
Did you? ( her voice is low and rusty, smoke and brown sugar laced with salt. it always gets a little warmer when she's aroused. because Regina's thought about this, too, and the prolonged wait means she might have thought a little too much, and the anticipation is getting to her. the possibilities between them seem sort of limitless, and she almost doesn't know what she wants to indulge in first, now that they have the opportunity. they need to make it worthwhile, after such a long wait, don't they? ) What did your 'this' entail? Tell me. ( even at the best of times, Regina tends to be commanding. Gwen might be a little more confidence after a handful of kisses and a little shared lipstick, yet Regina thinks she expects a few commands. and the queen is curious to see how many she'll get away with. it's not without reward, as Regina moves toward the touch, wanting more even as she refused to ask for it. )
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Date: 2016-09-21 07:44 pm (UTC)so when Regina asks her what she's been wanting, she lets her hand slide lower over back than she was a second ago, gripping her ass over her skirt before it slides up again, this time pinching the fabric of her shirt to drag it up along the way. it's just so her palm can slide over skin the next time she rubs up and down, fingers toying with the hook of her bra without actually unfastening it. it's really all just a ruse to pull her in closer, body actually pressed along hers now ]
Kissing you. All over though, like- [ she grins, then bites her lip to try and hide her genuine excitement for the position she's in ] - I wanna know what turns you on. I wanna give you that, I want you to think of me when you're in bed by yourself and want someone around just to get you off. You could call anyone and they'd gladly come to your bed, but I wanna be the one you think of first, because you know how good I can make you feel, and you know I'd do whatever you want. 'Cause I would, it's a little silly how much I want you to boss me around and use me up. That's what 'this' entails. It's whatever you want.
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Date: 2016-09-22 02:12 am (UTC)still, she's not impervious to the ferocity of her companion or the boldness in her touch. her breath hitches and a smirk runs across her face at the feelings of soft palms on bare skin. she likes getting her way yet being with someone too afraid to actually touch her gets old fast. Gwen is proving to be a perfect mix, and one that makes her experimentation incredibly worthwhile.
Regina is actually quite surprised by Gwen's sexual confidence. that's not something Regina earned easily, after all. so young and so empowered already, it's thrilling. it was also paired with a charming rush of words that betrayed her excitement, which was surprisingly endearing. the idea she was offering was engaging indeed, and Regina let her nails run down the pale path of her throat as she considered it. ) I'll tell you what I want, but that means you need to listen. ( she presses her mouth at the other side of Gwen's throat, the sweet pulse point where her heartbeat is thundering. ) Start by unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. ( for what it was worth, she didn't intend to keep her hands to herself while Gwen worked, mouth remaining at Gwen's throat as a palm greedily traced a path over clothing. )
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Date: 2016-09-27 05:55 pm (UTC)all very deliberate, very "see? i'm good at following directions"
although she only holds onto the shirt with one hand, the other moving to delicately trace along the edge of the bra, following the curve of it over her breast. she watches her still, clearly waiting for the next move ]
And?
[ and being a little bit of a cocky brat about it too apparently ]
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Date: 2016-10-01 08:16 am (UTC)there's a hint of a smile at the lips on her wrist, approval without any word. she doesn't grant more as Gwen slowly removes the offending silk. the sass is slightly unexpected and that's exactly what makes it thrilling causing the queen to laugh, a smoky rumble in her throat. )
And, now you seem quite overdressed, don't you think? You should fix that.
( Regina makes no move to help, though her dark eyes are practically black, desire widening her pupils. she won't help but she clearly is very happy to watch. the wheels are practically churning in her head, what exactly she can do with her obedient and demanding little blonde. )
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Date: 2016-10-09 08:47 pm (UTC)Gwen's not stacked, but she's got the kind of light muscle definition that isn't common on women her age ( or her diet ), so she's pretty okay with that. she's also moving back in to slip her arms around Regina's waist, literally just so she can pull herself close to her, lean down to nose at her breasts because it's hard not to, okay. she kisses across her skin, little impatient things, like she's not sure she'll be allowed to again or something. mostly she just likes feeling her torso pressed up against hers, how soft her skin is under her hands while she moves them slowly over her bare back ]
You're gorgeous- [ shh ignore that her voice is muffled by her breasts, okay. she needs to be here in her cleavage. or at least, she'll stay there as long as Regina let's her. maybe she's hoping that she won't. some part of her is, at least, the other part of her is very aware of how impatient she'll be once they're both not wearing clothes ]