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[biscuity]

Pencil or ink and paper, or charcoal and canvas are my usual go-to choices, but I really love painting on canvases, too. I've also been known to spray paint things on request.

[ Namely Simon's van, but she could transfer that particular art form to many other surfaces. And while she's honestly not thinking Bellamy's going to ask for supplies for her - surely he's just curious - she'll be thrilled to receive them. ]

Honestly, I'd take a set of crayons and napkins here if I have to.

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[ He's definitely making a note of all she's mentioned. ]

So you'll work with whatever you can get your incredibly skilled hands on.

[ Not just skilled at art. ]

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Exactly. I can be picky about other things my hands touch, but not art supplies.

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So you're selective but I fit your criteria. I'm touched.

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You should be. Preferably by me. ;)

[ She knows that's not the sort of touched he meant, but she can't resist. Like she said, she's in a good mood. ]

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Since you're not here, I'm having to touch myself.

[ They could easily fix being separated, but he likes the mood of this conversation too much. ]

Would you let me thrust into your mouth a little?

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[ Clary hasn't actually seen Bellamy stroke himself but she has seen him kneeling on her bed naked, dick in his hand, and that's the exact image that comes to mind when she reads his text. He can't hear it, but it's enough to make her let out a little noise of approval. ]

You might have to hold me still with a fist in my hair, but yeah, definitely.

[ Of the many, many things he's introduced her to so far - either as suggestions or actual acts - the hairpulling from the day the love darts hit them is one she quite liked. (But, then, what hasn't she liked yet?) ]

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You like my hands in your hair, don't you? I do like your hair a lot. It's pretty and noticeable, like you.

I'd want you to look up at me with those green eyes. Only close them when you really have to.

How much of me do you think you can take?

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I like your hands anywhere on me, but my hair's probably my fifth favorite spot.

Probably not all of you, but I'll definitely try. I'll make sure to give every inch I can't take some attention with my tongue, though, because I want to taste all of you.

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Now I wanna know what your other favorite spots are...

I don't doubt there's a lot you can do with your tongue that would surprise me.

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My face/neck, especially when you're kissing me; my breasts; between my legs (admittedly, I prefer your mouth or cock there); my ass. Not necessarily in that order.

I'm nowhere near as good as you are with yours, but practice makes perfect, right?

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It's boring if you have the same order everyday. I'd rather challenge myself by changing your top favorite every time.

It's gonna feel perfect the moment your lips wrap around me, but I highly encourage practicing on me. Maybe a little surprise to wake me up one morning?

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Feel free to challenge yourself as much as you want. I am more than happy to help you out with that. Which one do you think you'd try to go for today?

That could be arranged.

[ Clary's awfully good at remembering the fantasies he mentions in passing, so this one being asked directly? She'll definitely file it away for later. ]

Completely unrelated, but do you want to stay over again soon? My blankets just don't seem to be keeping me warm enough.

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I can't just tell you. That takes all the fun out of it. You have to wait and see.

Obviously the solution isn't to get thicker blankets and just keep using me as your heat source, huh?

How soon? Tonight?

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Fine. :( I guess I'll just have to imagine you giving attention to all of them instead.

Obviously. Why would I bother when you're a way more enjoyable source?

I'm free if you are.

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Why am I picturing your pouty face right now?

You need to get a bigger bed if I keep sleeping over. I can make that bed work but we need more space for future experimenting.

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Because you're secretly either a mind reader and/or spying on me? Though if you WERE spying on me, you'd probably be way more interested in the fact that I've got a hand under my shirt than my pouting.

I'm sure I can make that happen. Probably not within the next few hours, though.

[ Through no real intended effort on her part, a few of her squares have been checked off. It's just a matter of cashing in on them. Admittedly, the idea still doesn't sit well with her, but it's not as if she'd slept with Bellamy or kissed Carmilla with the sole purpose of asking the robots for something. ]

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Wow, art materials really make you horny. I should send James a thank you card.

Maybe you should pretend I am spying on you and put on a show for me. With narration.

Guess where my hand's been for the past 10 messages.

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Sure, it's the art supplies and definitely not me thinking about that tongue of yours all over my body.

Only if you promise to do the same.

Down your pants, I'm hoping, because you're at least half-hard already?

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Can you get more runes for me to lick?

You guessed correctly. Shirt's off too. On my bed, thinking about that hand under your shirt you wish was mine right now, teasing you like our first night together. Remember that? The way I wet my fingers between your legs, rubbed them against your nipples and licked them after?

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I'll see what I can do. You might have to just suffer through licking non-runed parts of me, though.

Are you kidding? I think about that night way more often than I'd like to admit.

[ Just because of the sexy stuff, of course. Not how thankful she is to have met him, how they connected so well right off the bat, how he did sweet things for her like giving her his jacket on the walk back to her place, how his voice sounded when he said her name before they kissed that first time... ]

I think about how good you looked, kneeling naked on my bed with your cock in your hand, too. It made me want to watch you get yourself off, see how well I could resist touching you. I'd probably have to touch myself to keep from touching you, move my fingers inside of me in time with your strokes.

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I guess I'll take one for the team.

I remember how good you looked naked on your bed, watching and waiting for me to make a move already. I love that I can close my eyes and picture you like that whenever I want.

I've never touched myself in time to someone else before but that sounds like a fun game. Is the loser whoever comes first? Or whoever puts an end to it by climbing on top of the other?

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How often is that? My ego needs to be fed, apparently.

Whoever climbs on top of the other first, definitely, because if actually watching you is as good as I'm imagining, I don't know how long I could last before I come. Though knowing how much you like teasing me, you'd probably set a slow pace for your strokes so I'd have to follow suit and wouldn't be able to come very quickly either way...

Luckily I can set my own pace today and can slip my hand into my pants whenever I want. If I was still wearing them, anyway.

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Too often to count but I can start keeping a daily tally for you.

I always start off slow on my own anyway. Today is no exception.

So panties and a shirt. Bra on or off?

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Let me know if you need some paper to keep track; I could spare a couple sheets for that.

Good. I want this to last for both of us.

Off. It was just getting in the way. But I like the idea of you not being able to see my breasts just yet.