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@auntcass-hamada

He loved how vocal she was, even if she kept cutting herself off. Clearly he was doing his job right and it was safe to assume she was going to say something along the lines of 'good', which again only made him want to work even harder to earn her orgasm.

"Will you cum for me, Cass?" Reza asked her, circling her clit with his thumb and looking up at her before licking the taste of her from around his lips.

"Let go for me." He encouraged her, continuing with what he'd been doing, which was absolutely worshiping her with his tongue.

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@auntcass-hamada

She moaned his name and that only encouraged him to keep going, eager to see if he could make her come at least once before he's inside her. Frankly, if this wasn't her first time in so long, he'd play a game and see how long she's let him eat her out for.

There would be other opportunities for that, he reminded himself.

With one hand, he reached up to touch one of her breasts, teasing her nipple as he continued to eat her out.

"You taste so good," he murmured while he briefly paused for air, before diving back in for more with a repeated, "So good."

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza took the yes for what it was and kissed her pantyline before taking his forefingers and sliding the blue floral lingerie off of her. He kissed and gently bit his way down her thigh, before moving back up to right between her thighs.

"You're so wet already," he said, teasing at her clit with his thumb.

He didn't waste anymore time and instead went right in with his tongue, eager to taste her and see what sounds he could pull from her.

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza's hands easily found their way to cup her breasts, sliding the pads of his thumbs over her nipples as he kissed her more intensely. Keeping one hand there, he moved the over to tease her over her lacy blue panties.

"Cass," he breathed against her lips. "On your back."

He gave her space to do that and quickly adjusted his position, hovering over her and starting from kissing her lips, to her neck, down her body, before his mouth got to her pantyline.

"May I?" He asked her, voice low and husky as he glanced at where he was really dying to get his tongue.

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza moved his arms so that his shirt could slide right off them and onto the floor, before going to unbuckle his belt, pulling it through the belt loops and discarding that too. He was also quick to get out of his jeans. Tried to anyway, that always took you out of the moment, getting pants off.

He was jealous of women every time he had to take his jeans off to have sex -- it was easier to get a dress or skirt off of someone.

He sat down on her bed too, then tugged on her hand to guide her into straddling his lap, where he caught her in another kiss.

"You're so beautiful, Cass," he murmured as his hands roamed her body, one hand stopping at the clasp of her bra. "I can't wait to make you feel like it."

With one hand he unclasped her bra and and moved to push it from her shoulders.

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[rezares]

Reza and Surviving Out Of Spite

It's just another day There's murder in the air It drags me when I walk I smell it everywhere It's just another day Where people cling to light To drive away the fear That comes with every night

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[rezares]

@auntcass-hamada

While that was a more nervous 'yes' than he was hoping for, it was a sure yes all the same. He had to remember that she'd been very open about not having dated or had sex in a while, so the nerves tracked.

Reza carefully pulled the dress off of her, and having had enough experience to know he was supposed to react to the lingerie, took care to do just that.

"Wow," He said, taking time to admire her before getting anything else off of her. "You look amazing."

He kissed her again and guided her down onto her bed, before moving one hand to deftly unbutton his shirt.

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza laughed, warm and full of affection, and didn't feel the need to correct her. It would be more effective to show her that he wasn't bothered.

He caught her in another kiss but backed her up closer to the bed, and once the back of her legs were just brushing against it, he also (albeit more smoothly) slipped out of his shoes.

"How do you feel about getting rid of this?" He asked, toying with the hem of the dress again.

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Reza gave the room a cursory look, as the decor was so not the point here, but he was still curious as to how Cass chose to make her bedroom look. A bit sparse, but cozy.

He let her pull him into a kiss, to which he responded by slowly letting his hands move to the hem of her dress, idly fiddling with it but not quite moving to get her out of it yet.

There was a method to his cautiousness, testing the waters every step to make sure they were on the same page.

@auntcass-hamada

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza also briefly felt the familiar flashes of other lives in the kiss, but that was quickly replaced with this moment feeling so real and present.

He broke the kiss just long enough to meet her eye, his eyes darting in the direction of where her bedroom must be, a silent 'shall we?' before he moved in to kiss her again.

"Lead the way," he murmured against her lips, lest he open the wrong door.

Embarrassing! So best avoid that!

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@auntcass-hamada

"Oh?" Reza took that as a sign that he was allowed to be a bit more forward too, so he stood to walk around the table, wine glass in hand.

After a sip of wine, he reached for Cass' hand, encouraging her to stand too. Once she was, he angled his head to kiss her, not too eager, but lingering.

He'd direct them to her bedroom, except, he wasn't sure yet which door it was. He'll find a way to ask in a minute.

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@auntcass-hamada

"Someone has to cheer for her insanely loud while I sit there biting my nails because some teenage boy is throwing my daughter into the air on the ice." Reza joked, chuckling warmly.

And ,yes, Reza was of the same mind. Perhaps he should make the first move? But this was Cass's place, he wanted to try to let her take the lead, to not overstep, to not...well he was a 6'4 man, he wanted Cass to have the most agency possible if they were going to have sex.

Perhaps he was overthinking it because he really liked her and wanted things to go well.

"Do you need help washing dishes? Or worry about that later?"

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza shook his head.

"I like straightforward. I can do subtle, but the other way's easier." He said, having another sip of wine. "Frankly it's a relief to know we seem to be on the page with things."

He nodded to her.

"I'm really enjoying spending time with you, Cass."

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@rezares

When Reza saw the wallet fall, he lean his head back and sighed. He didn't have time to chase some guy down to reunite him with his wallet today.

He had scheduled meetings with clients for sorcerer business today and was running a bit behind on his errands. Getting home on time was imperative!

He thought about just holding onto it and hoping the man changed his ID to read a Swynlake address...before it occurred to him that he could simply be a tourist. Well, shit.

Reza huffed air through his nose and followed after him.

"Oi, mate!" He called after him. "You dropped something important!"

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@auntcass-hamada

"I miss Hammamet a lot sometimes, but. I've lived here like 10 years, it's home." Reza said, before finishing his last bite and reaching for his wine.

He knew of course why Cass asked him over tonight, he just wasn't sure what pace she wanted to be at and who she expected to make the first move. It wasn't the time just yet, but with their plates cleared and just wine left, almost.

Reza poured himself more wine, then filled Cass's glass.

"And there's plenty to appreciate about here. You, for one."

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@auntcass-hamada

"Yeah, I'm surprised at the quality of fish here, pleasantly. And I'm very picky about seafood. I mean, if it's edible I'll eat it. But." Reza shrugged a shoulder before more properly explaining. "I grew up in Hammamet, one of Tunisia's seaside towns. Since I could memorize the route home I'd be sent to walk to the docks to buy fresh fish or squid to make stuffed squid."

He took another bite and nodded.

"So good, I feel privileged."

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@auntcass-hamada

Reza watched her with quiet appreciation as she plated the food—carefully, beautifully, like it mattered. And of course it did. He liked that about her. That she couldn’t not add the finishing touch, even when it was just the two of them. Maybe especially when it was just the two of them.

When she gave the little “ta-dah!” he let out a soft laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “You really don’t do anything halfway, do you?”

He sat, leaning forward slightly as he took in the meal with all the reverence of someone who knew what it meant for her to share this. Then he picked up his chopsticks, tried the first bite of cod—and paused.

Eyes closed briefly, he let the flavors settle, his brow lifting ever so slightly. “Okay, damn.” His voice was warm, full of easy praise. “This is incredible."

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