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Yesss?

[Said oh-so-casually, though not without a telltale hint of mischief. Shoka's drawn her new toy out from under the blanket to better admire it, to watch how quickly it gets hard for her, as she listens to the sweet sound of Nanami's muffled moans. No doubt about it now; they can definitely feel every part of what she's doing. Even this far apart, they're completely at her mercy. And here Nanami thought there wasn't anything hot about being a Lich...

Shoka brings their cock easily up to her lips, placing a kiss at the spot where her thumb was a moment prior before darting her tongue out to taste them, in small, teasing licks.]

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[ As a corpse, Nanami's flavor is a bit staler than it usually might be. But it's still got Nanami's telltale sweetness, too.

Nanami's panting, making little gasps, trying to set all her stuff down - but finally they decide, it's just taking too long to get into the other room.

They grab their own head and roll it through the hole like a bowling ball, where it rolls to a stop in Shoka's room near the bed. Their face is turned up towards the ceiling, and they shuffle around on their neck to look at her girlfriend. ]

W-what are you-- d-do you have-- [ It's no less intense to feel - and now her head and dick are detached from their body, which is still left in the other room. ]

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[When Nanami's head rolls into the room, she's greeted by the sight of Shoka sprawled on her back on the bed with Nanami's disembodied cock in her hands, dribbling precum into her open mouth. She glances sidelong to meet Nanami's eyes, briefly surprised to find them watching her, before flashing a grin.]

Maybe double check for your junk next time, dummy. [She sighs, her breath hot on Nanami's skin.] Oh well... Finders keepers.

[Then she's giving Nanami's cock another lick—this time long and slow, theatrically dragging her tongue along the full length of its underside.]

[waitingforplayer2]

[ No kidding. Nanami's body is already trying its best to stumble its way thru the hole after the rest of them - but it's having a little trouble, the coordination more difficult while headless and very aroused.

Nanami's head, meanwhile, starts to float in the air - but there's not much they can do to stop Shoka, and it's not like Shoka is doing them harm. Quite the opposite; their eyes are lidded and they're making little squeaks and moans, unable to be muffled with their hands one room over. ]

A-ahh-- y-you got me, ahaha... I-I-- d-didn't know this-- c-could happen... hnfff.

[ Their head falls in the bed next to Shoka, and they close their eyes, submitting to the intense feelings. ]

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[Once her tongue reaches the head of Nanami's cock, Shoka allows herself a breathy little laugh. Just when she registers the weight of Nanami's actual head beside her, out of the corner of her eye, she sees their body trying to shuffle its way toward her, too. It's bizarre, obviously, but also cute. Needy.

Another touch of her soft lips to Nanami's cock, and she lowers one hand away from it, to thread her fingers through Nanami's hair. Supported now by only one of her hands, their cock rests partly on her chest, giving the occasional twitch against her clavicle.]

Feeling good?

[waitingforplayer2]

M-m-mhm...

[ Nanami nods as best she can without their head attached to a neck. They feel so aroused, and so helpless to do anything about it - which honestly kind of makes this situation even hotter.

Their body gives up on finding its way towards Shoka, kind of slumping in Shoka's closet safe and sound. It still continues to squirm as Nanami's head moans, though. ]

I-I guess... there is something good about... being like this... [ Nanami's eyes close and their head rolls just a bit into Shoka's grasp. This is so nice...

Their cock, meanwhile, is starting to make a bit of a mess of precum on Shoka's chest. Dead though it may be, apparently that ability hasn't gone away. ]

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Mm... Told you. [With a titter and a brush to Nanami's hair, she moves both hands back to their cock so she can give it a couple encouraging strokes.] You seem really beside yourself about it.

[Hah-hah. They really are eager, though, already drooling their excitement all over her chest. It's easy to forget that they're technically dead in this form, seeing how much they're coming alive for her.

But they're not the only one, of course. Shoka's breaths are heavy, and when she rolls onto her knees, Nanami still cradled in both her hands, she can't resist squirming a little, rubbing her thighs briefly together. She's only in her nightdress at the moment, and her tail is lifted, swishing occasionally to one side; if Nanami's body still had its head, they'd be treated to a full view of her own arousal, glistening wet between her legs. She wants Nanami there—but she still has a little more toying with them to do first.

Positioned on her elbows and knees before Nanami's disembodied head—right in front of their eyes, at an angle that wouldn't be possible in most other forms—she takes as much of their length as she can into her mouth. It slides between her lips at a tormentingly slow pace, until she can't take any more of it—and then she draws it slowly back out to start again.]

[waitingforplayer2]

[ Nanami can't help but giggle at the bad joke - but that's almost immediately overwhelmed by Shoka starting to take their length into her. Nanami bites down on their tongue to try to keep from crying out loud enough to be heard down the hall. The sensation feels intense, Shoka's throat and tongue so warm and good.

It's definitely weird to be witnessing this from this perspective; but a very good weird. Nanami licks their dry lips and watches as more of their cock disappears into Shoka. ]

H-how... is it? [ They're kind of curious... they've never actually tasted themself before, after all. ]

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[Egged on by the sounds Nanami is trying to stifle, Shoka lets herself get lost in the act, shutting her eyes as she starts to bob her head. Her tongue is merciless, hot and wet and always moving, and each time she draws back, there's the slightest, careful brush of her fangs—sharp in contrast to the plush of her lips and the softness of her mouth (but nothing a Lich can't handle). Eagerness guides her hands to move in time with her head, pushing Nanami's cock into her mouth—and making her moan around it—as if they were thrusting into her themself.

How is it? Nanami asks. As if it isn't obvious. With their cock still halfway in her mouth, Shoka cracks her eyes open, glancing at them sidelong... and takes her time drawing them out of her mouth, letting it slide slick and slow before exiting her lips with a wet pop. Still putting on a show, she gives an appreciative sigh then, like she'd just taken a good sip of a cold drink on a hot summer day.]

Ahh... So good. Can't get enough...

[It's true; the fullness of her mouth, the sweetness and needy pulse of Nanami on her tongue, knowing that Nanami is watching her, wanting her—all keep her coming back for more. Although, admittedly, excitement does have her laying it on pretty thick. She nuzzles at Nanami's shaft, practically purring... But she does tone down the theatrics when she adds, more softly:]

Mm, if you're asking about the taste... It's a little different depending on your form. But you always taste kinda sweet.

[Or really sweet, in the case of Slime. Licking her lips, she goes back to giving Nanami much-needed attention, moving her hand in slow strokes to spread precum and saliva along their length.]

If you're that curious, I bet you could suck yourself off easy. [And she'd love to see that, actually.] Buuut you'll have to wait your turn... I'm not done with you yet.

[waitingforplayer2]

[ Shoka's ministrations are torturously good, and it's hard to hide that from her - if Nanami even wanted to. In the closet, Nanami's decapitated and de-genitaled body writhes - one hand gropes for their own crotch at the sensation, but finds nothing there. Only Shoka can do anything to stimulate her now.

Nanami's length is thick and hard, and throbbing with stimulation. They gasp and whine as Shoka pulls them out of their mouth, and then pant as if they've been exercising. ]

Y-yeah... m-maybe I'll... ohhh Shoka-chan... [ Shoka's hand strokes up and down their length, and their body falls limp again, Nanami closing her eyes and leaning into Shoka's grip. She feels totally safe. ]

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[Though her focus is on the length in her hands, her ears pick up on the sound of Nanami's body leaning back against the wall of the closet, and it makes her exhale a soft laugh.]

That's it... Let me take care of you.

[She can't wait any longer. The motion of her hand begins to slow, a final bit of teasing before she carefully brings Nanami's cock under herself, guiding it between her legs. The strokes of her hand are replaced with the heat of her arousal—only a brush at first as she adjusts herself, her too-eager squirming leading her to grind briefly against the shaft before she can align it to where she really wants it. She shudders and whimpers as it glides over her slickness (so good, but not enough, not yet)—then moans low in her throat when she lines them up and Nanami slides into her.

It's slow, inch by inch, but now that they're aligned, if Nanami wants more, deeper, all they'll have to do is will their cock to thrust.]

[waitingforplayer2]

[ Nanami moans out loud, partly muffled by the blankets that her head is settled in - but only partly. They never could have guessed, when they turned into a lich - with its stiff dead body - that they could feel this good as one. But Nanami's never felt quite like this before.

Something about their cock being separated from their body, means that they can feel the sensations from it even more intensely. An entire separated section of themself, hot and erogenous... if they close their eyes and drift, and let their body in the closet go numb, it almost feels like their cock is their entire form.

Shoka slides them inside, tantalizingly slowly, and Nanami whimpers and moans, biting at the blanket. It's too much. She needs more. Their hips would thrust, but all their focus is on their cock-- so it starts to slide in of its own accord, hot and throbbing, pressing deep into Shoka. ]

[telewarped]

[Shoka is still rocking slowly back onto the tip of Nanami's cock, trying to be careful and find a good rhythm, when the length of it suddenly slips out of her hand, filling her in one smooth stroke. She makes a strangled sound, caught off guard in the best way.]

Ff—fuck, Chiaki...

[Her fingers brush over the spot where they meet (she's so wet, slick even between her thighs, and Nanami's so deep in her already) before she has to drop that hand to the sheets to brace herself as Nanami bottoms out inside her. With a choked whimper, she looks back over her shoulder, almost expecting to see Nanami right there, mounting her—but they're not, of course. The rest of their body's still in the closet, deathly motionless.

They're taking her, even that far away... Who's the one in control again? When she glances at their detached head, she finds it lying equally still beside her with its eyes shut, as if all of Nanami's focus is just on the part of itself that's fucking her...

Either way, she really hopes thrusting in isn't the only thing it can do. She shudders and mewls, knees spread wide apart, welcoming Nanami to use her the same way she was just using them.]

You're—not gonna stop there, are you...?