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[The Handmaid had finally achieved her only goal after millenia--she'd finished her job ane been released from her contract, and the Condesce had killed her. She'd thought it would be a relief. She hadn't been expecting an afterlife, but even nothing would have been better than serving Lord English.

Unfortunately, nothing had changed. In fact, she didn't even know she was dead. Her life just replayed over and over and over again, and she still longed for death. She listened to Doc Scratch ramble on about the other ancestors, repeating himself until she had the stories memorized and they became mind numbing. Of course, when she didn't listen carefully enough, or Doc Scratch just thought she wasn't, he would punish her. His favorite trick was teleporting her onto the Condesce's ship until the lack of air made her pass out. Unfortunately, immortality didn't mean that she was immune to the adverse affects of his punishments, just that she couldn't die from them.

Lord English was much less elegant, and much harder to please. If he wanted her unconscious, he would simply slam her against a wall and choke her until her head swam and her lungs screamed and her only thought was of air. He wasn't nearly as picky about leaving marks, either, but after centuries of such treatment, she'd learned that allowing it and fighting back as little as possible often made him relent more quickly.

But the worst was when she was trapped in Doc Scratch's mansion, when Lord English had no use for her at the moment. She would pace, impatient, listening to the little puppet ramble on and on and critique her manners and patronize her endlessly. Unlike in her childhood, she no longer shows her rage so openly--there's no point. But in the mansion, all alone, with Lord English and Doc Scratch both off doing something assuredly stupid, she paces the rooms and daydreams about ripping the entire place apart.]

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[His own breath catches again at that sound, and he's already rocking against her again, the familiar wet slide of her bringing back so many good memories he can't help but gasp himself. There is already a sort of urgent note in his voice as his hips shift again and he begins to find his rhythm]

[She matches his rhythm, head swimming as she traces a line of kisses down the soft skin of his neck. Her fingertips trace the muscles of his back, still trying to get used to the fact that the skin is smooth and unmarred.]

[And he, in turn, is trying to get used to being able to feel her fingers now. His back had lacked fine sensory perception for so long, and now he can't help but relish it a little. His wings open suddenly as he gasps, hips stuttering against her. But the sudden rush of pleasure only encourages him and he moves a bit faster when he begins again, breathing in unsteady little moans against her shoulder]

[She lets out a soft moan in response, claws digging into the skin of his back, turning her head in an attempt to coax another kiss out of him.]

[Of course he'll kiss her, sliding one hand up to to twist into her hair and press her a little closer. His other hand grabs her hip though so their hips meet a little harder as he thrusts again]

[Okay, maybe the kissing wasn't a good idea, because it's getting kind of hard to focus on two things at once. She does her best, though, deepening the kiss as her hands slide down his back.]

[Naw man he feels her on the Hard To Focus thing. His skin prickles under her hand, wings opening and brushing against her arms as he picks up the pace. And he lets go of her hips again, but only so he can reach between them and slide his fingers around her bulge]

[Excuse him if maybe he isn't kissing as nicely as he usually does whoops]

[That's okay, if she was kissing nicely before she definitely isn't now. And she should probably be returning the favor, but once his hand wraps around her bulge she totally loses all ability to think straight. SORRY SUMMONER...]

[Das okay, he kinda just gives up on the kissing thing at that point, pushing himself up just enough that he can watch her face, rubbing one finger over the tip of her and punctuating it with a particular insistent thrust of his hips. She is terribly, wonderfully pretty like this if he does say so himself]

[Oh okay that's good. She bites her lip, because she's stubborn and doesn't really like being too loud, but he is making it really difficult and she moans again, quickening the movement of her hips.]

[Ah yes good, if he's got her moaning, he knows he's doing well. Echoes the gesture, but stays close this time, hips rolling shallowly against her as he focuses his attention on her bulge for now. There are things going all tense and funny in his guts but he is determined to hold out, even opening his wings and sending cooler air over them]

[She is... Probably not going to be able to hold out, to be honest! She gasps in response, shivering underneath him.]

[That's okay! He can only try, and trying will only get him so far when he is dealing with someone as fucking perfect as his matesprit!]

[Folds his wings again, bending to press a kiss against her chest and the curve of her breasts, working her bulge a little quicker]

[That's apparently all it takes, because the rhythm of her hips falters and she gasps sharply, shuddering against him and oops, they're both going to be drenched.]

[Man, he's a troll, he finds this sexy??? And okay, for all his resolve to keep going, once she starts shaking like that he is more or less done. A few longer strokes with his hips and he just kinda falls apart, groaning against her chest, still rocking against her and moving his hand along her bulge]

[She lets out a really embarrassing whimper, tightening her grip on him. She's taking in quick, deep breathes, trying to get a handle on herself but it's not really working!]

[lksjdf nah he enjoys the whimper quite a lot, sighing pleased and pressing his forehead against her as he finally hits his peak and his body just... sorta refuses to keep moving for a bit except to shake itself out in her arms]

[It takes a few minutes for her to stop trembling and the pleasant haze in her head to finally clear. And suddenly she's shy again, kissing his cheek and hiding her face in his shoulder.]

[...heh. Well the shyness makes him laugh a little and he leans back as best he can, pressing his cheek against her... horn really. And his hand finally leaves her bulge, going to the grass to try to support himself. Which is hard when he feels all relaxed and shit, but he doesn't want to smoosh her with his body so lasjdlfkjklj]

[She is totally okay with being smooshed at the moment, actually! And she should probably... Say something, but she's pretty sure there's no way she can articulate how much she cares about him, so she keeps her mouth shut.]

[...well. He doesn't realize she'd be okay with it so instead he is going to make the sort of monumental effort of shifting his body away from her a little before he just kinda... lays down. Half on her and half on the ground lksdfjl Just fffff sighing happily though. Wheeze he feels really good, oh no]

[Words are just... not even a thing he's thinking about right now. He couldn't come up with anything meaningful anyway, so he's rather just stay in her presence for awhile instead of trying to come up with something]

[Oh she is okay with that. She strokes his hair absentmindedly, letting out a surprisingly contented sound, considering the fact that it's... You know. The Handmaid. She's still half expecting to find out none of this is real, though.]

[Oh good... yes... 8> He enjoys that sound quite a lot!! Possibly even more so then the whimper because it's just... not a sound she makes really. He rather hopes he can get it out of her more often now that they have... well... forever really]

[He lets his claws trail across her side, tapping a little rhythm against her ribs and sighing happily again]

[NO THAT TICKLES and she squirms a little, letting out an irritated little huff. She's tired and she just wants to cuddle why is he ruining it!!!]

[AHAHA chuckles!! He's just teasing okay gosh Handmaid gosh, but alright he'll stop at least, settling his hand against her instead and nuzzling her shoulder]