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[monkeystowaway]

Sun has never been the biggest fan of formal events. Mostly because he hated formal wear. If you saw what he typically wore every day, you understood why. His typical type of clothing could never be considered anything close to Formal. But he still came to this one. He dressed to go, a nice tuxedo to wear to the thing and he’s standing there now waiting for Schala.

He knows this type of event is more up her alley than it is his. Despite it being held for the school, evne she wasn’t going, then he’d have skipped out on it completely. He’d be in his dorm playing a game or sleeping or out doing something else. But for Schala, he’d do a whole lot of different things, including getting dressed up like this.

He leaned against a wall, drink in his hand as he looked out over all of the people that ad arrived. The event really just started, but already there were so many people there.

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[dreamstones]

"Sorry, sorry," Schala was rushing down the stairway from one of the upper levels, gathering the skirt of her dress with one hand, while the other brushed along the the bannister as she quickly stepped down into the entryway, where she had agreed to meet Sun.

Much to her chagrin, she was quite involved with various fundraisers and well-to-do events at the collegiate, even if she would have preferred a quiet night in the likes of which Sun probably longed for, too. But he'd agreed to come, most certainly for her sake, and she was grateful— the bright expression that she wore as she approached him clear evidence of that.

"You weren't waiting long, were you? I was afraid Mrs Luccia would never stop talking..."

[monkeystowaway]

A smile curls onto Sun's lips when he sees her. Her voice, even when apologetic, still felt incredibly good to hear.

"It's okay, I wasn't waiting that long." He says before finally allowing his eyes to drift from her face and down along her body to take in the full sight of what she has on. No one wears purple quite like she does, the color always managing to make her look incredible.

Though perhaps he's a bit biased, because he honestly would think that any color would make her look incredible.

"And you were definitely worth the wait.." He says as he finally allows his eyes to drift back up to he face. Perhaps he shouldn't be checking her out like that during a charity event like this, but..well..he can't really help himself.

"It wasn't like you were going to stand me up. I knew this event was important to you." So there was no chance she was going to skip out on it for anything, other than a major emergency.

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She breathed a sigh of relief, pleased to hear that he hadn't been waiting on her long, tucking some strands of hair behind an ear, having chosen to wear it down tonight. His quick compliment was sincere, she could tell from the way that his eyes drank her in like that.

As she approched him, Schala was quick to lace her arms around one of his, pressing close against him, her cleavage benefitting from the squeeze she gave him. "You know, you're looking quite handsome yourself."

She almost felt a bit bad— asking him to come to these things, dressing up in such constricting clothing... most likely a far cry from his usual wardrobe. "I think I managed to make all the rounds so... now all we have to do really is waste time until the speakers chime in."

[monkeystowaway]

He doesn't like getting dressed up in such clothing, but he loves seeing her dressed up like this. Was it worth it to wear this stuff if it meant he got to see her in something like she has on now? Absolutely. A smile curls onto his lips at hearing he has her now until a certain point.

"So you're telling me that we can do anything until then?" There might be a slight..tone to his voice that says he might have a specific idea already in mind. Honestly, he doesn't know how busy she might be tonight after everything is over. He might have to go home along if she is too busy. And the generous amount of cleavage that she's showing is really starting to pull some focus right now..

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"Yes, as long as—..." she began to answer him in earnest, finally catching that slightly mischievous tone that he seemed to have purposefully used. Schala pressed closer against him, the softness of her breasts threatening to spill overtop of the hem of her low collar. "Why, Sun. Could it be you're trying to steal me away all to yourself for awhile...?"

She looked up at him slyly, not entirely sure what he might have had in mind exactly, but excited at the prospect all the same.

[monkeystowaway]

Her chest really looked as if it would only take a small nudge to spill out of her dress, something he wouldn't have hated. As she pressed close to him he coiled his arms around her securely and held her a little tighter to him.

"Hmm..I wonder." In the spot that they are in, they didn't have any eyes on them. No one probably came to this area when the real party was elsewhere. So Sun curls his tail underneath the front of her dress and brings it between her legs to lightly rub against her pussy through her panties.

"What are you going to do if I am?"

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Schala turned in his grip, her hip grinding against him on one side as she squirmed, feeling his tail against her skin— drawing in a breath as it pressed against her panties. Her eyes swept around the room, as though she was devising a plan— unable to suppress a shudder of pleasure when he seemed to rub against just the right spot.

"Hah-- well, you might just be able to persuade me into being stolen..." leaning closer into him, a knee brushed against his inseam as she wrapped herself further into his grip.

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He presses the tip of his tail firmly against her and carefully starts to rub her with a bit more vigor than he was moments ago.

"Is that so?" He whispers to her while feeling her knee work its way along his inner leg.

"Well..I think you and I bout could benefit from a little..private time together. I have to admit..seeing you in this dress makes it really hard to control myself. If we were back in one of our rooms, I'd already be having my way with you."

[dreamstones]

It was thanks to the way he said that, coupled with the growing warmth where he rubbed, that suddenly made Schala aware of just how hard her heart was beating. She bit her lip, feeling an ache in her core at the thought of what he suggested, if only they had a little more privacy. The last few days of planning had been hectic for Schala— and had left her forced to go without seeing Sun, without enjoying his touch...

One of her hands walked its way up his chest to hook underneath his bow-tie as she re-adjusted her footing, releasing herself just a little from his embrace, and tugged with a bit of playful force. Her eyes met with his as she led them a few steps back, around a convenient corner and... headed into the coat-check room.

"I didn't realize you were so passionate about charitable functions..." she teased, "But if it's a private session that you're after, then... this might do nicely."

[monkeystowaway]

If Sun had known how seeing her all dressed up was going t make him feel, he would have scouted out a location for a 'private session' earlier. Seeing the coat-check room, it seemed like the perfect location to him. When the walk through the door and are out of sight, he almost immediately pulls her to him so their bodies are pressed against each other.

He leans in and presses his lips firmly to hers as if he has been waiting forever to do it. Truthfully, he has been wanting to kiss her this deeply since she walked up to him. But now in a properly private location, he didn't have to worry about what someone might say about his all too heated kiss that he was sharing with her.

Hands traveled to her back before moving down to grab and squeeze her ass.

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Schala gave no resistance as he pulled her close, her fingertips immediately grasping at the lapels of his coat as she met his kiss. A deep exhale came from her as she seemed to melt into his grip, letting her tongue rove past her own lips to intertwine with his. Her hands worked their way upwards into his hair when she broke the hold on his lips briefly to roll her head back, exposing her chest even further. A stifled moan sounded well in time with his frim grasp at her rear.

"Mmn..." it was quiet, well-aware that their hidden away rendezvous still wasn't without risk. Her leg found its out of her dresses' slit once more, pressing up against his groin, "I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to resist."

[monkeystowaway]

The risk seemed to be at an acceptable level. He doesn't actually want them to get caught messing around. He doesn't want to tarnish her reputation at all. But at the same time, he doesn't want her to stop being so willing to have fun in risky places like this either.

As her leg pressed against his groin, she'd feel how hard he was already. But he doesn't think it should come as a surprise that he is this turned on already. He squeezed he ass again and pulled her closer to him so that he could roll his hips and grind his stiffening cock against her.

"Mmm..good. Because I don't plan on making you wait that much longer." He kisses her again and guides her backwards a bit, moving them behind some of the racks of coats before he reaches down to his pants and starts undoing them.

[dreamstones]

Her head was starting to swim. The hardening between his legs wasn't a surprise, but Schala did lose herself for a moment, turned on more by the idea that of what was growing within the confines of Sun's pants. Her mind wandered as he squeezed her close and they shared another kiss— not coming back to her senses until he concealed them further within the long coats and jackets.

"You... you mean right here?" her voice was hushed, but clearly a bit excited. She had had they idea that they might kiss for a bit, enjoy the touch of one another, but— oh, was that the sound of his trousers?!

Her heart seemed to beat a little faster as she felt herself back up against the far wall. Even with her mind still unmade, her hands seemed to have a will of their own, reaching for the edge of his underwear, and working her hands slowly against their elastic.

[monkeystowaway]

"Right here." He says as he nips at her lips a little. He has little doubt in his mind that she might enjoy doing something exciting like this here as much as he does. And judging by the way her hands are moving, she seems incredibly likely to go along with it too.

He grabs her dress and starts to bunch the skirt up around her waist. "Unless you can think of an incredibly good idea on why I shouldn't take you right here and now?" Making out was always going to lead to this. There is no way he could kiss her like he had been and not end p incredibly turned on.

"We just have to keep quiet. Think you can manage?"

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Before she could even answer, her hands were doing the talking. While she still argued with herself, her body reacted instead, legs parting slightly as she gave one last sweep of the area from behind their curtain-of-coats.

"I..." Schala kept her voice low, clearly wrestling with herself— and fighting a losing battle. "can't come up with a single one," she breathed, chortling a little.

Before Sun, she never would have dreamed of doing something like this. Especially at a sponsored event like this. And knowing that— it would soon be obvious to him that she was incredibly turned on, in kind. She reached to draw him in towards her again, half releasing him from his briefs, and slinking one leg up along the outside of his thigh.

"No one— will hear us, right?"

[monkeystowaway]

“I don’t think they will.” Probably not the most reassuring answer to that question. But Sun didn’t think he could really turn ‘off’ what he was feeling or what he wanted right now. When he has her skirt up high enough, he coils his tail around her in a way that will keep it from dropping down and covering her back up.

Sliding himself free from his pants was his next task. And once that was completely, he reached down and grabbed one of her legs to hook it up over his waist. Since she couldn’t think of any reason to stop, he brings his hand to her panties next and tugs them to the side to expose her pussy to him. Soon, he was brushing the tip of it against her folds as he starts to push it inside of her.

SO LATE im sorry........ lmk if youd rather move on to something newer or drop!

[dreamstones]

It didn't even seem to matter anymore. Not in this moment, at least. Schala moved like putty in his hands, moudling herself to the shape of his body as he hooked her leg around him. Her hands pressed against his muscular chest, nails digging in just slightly to pull him in.

She was already incredibly turned on, squirming gently against him as the tip of him prodded at her. One hand snaked its way around the back of his neck, pulling herself upwards just enough to whisper in his ear.

"I want it. I want you inside of me..."

[monkeystowaway]

[ooc: No worries! our threads don't have an expiration date imo. We can make it a quickie if you have something else you might particularly enjoy doing with them, though.]

He keeps her leg hooked around him, nearly shivering as she whispers into his ear. Her voice is so soft and the feeling of her breath hitting against his ear feels just right. And what she whispers too..it stirs something in him, making him even more aroused when he was sure he couldn't be.

He curls his other hand around her to rest on and squeeze her ass as he starts rocking himself back and forth inside of her, though the speed is steadily increasing as his desire for her grows stronger and stronger.

"Like this, Schala? You like this? Is this what you need?"

awesome! i'm good with what we've got for now, just wanted to be sure it was ok to reply so late c:

[dreamstones]

As he slides into her, from his ear, Schala's head slowly rolls further backwards, a sharp but pleasant sigh highlighting how good it felt. He felt so warm, hot even, rocking back and forth. No matter how many times they entangled themselves like this, she never seemed to be able to fully prepare just how good he felt, rubbing back and forth against her inner walls.

"Yes—" she breathed, letting one strap of her dress fall down against her arm as his thrusts gained momentum. "Just like that, it feels so good..."

Since he had a good grip on her rear already, Schala pushed back against the wall behind her again, lifting her other leg upwards, cupping around his waist on the other side now, too. She was at the mercy of his grip now, suspended but balanced against the wall, as he breasts started to bound more freely between them, one starting to spill from her neckline.

"You feel so good, Sun."

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He brings his other hand down to help hold her up. Sun is strong and Schala is light, so he'd have no problem at all holding her for an extended period of time like this. His thrusts sped up a bit more, soft breaths puffing out of him with each deep thrust. His hips smashed against hers, making her body rock, no doubt making it that much harder for her breast to remain in the confine of her dress.

Stealing her away to do something like this is exciting. He knows if he wasn't here, she'd probably still be out there mingling and chatting. People would be looking at her and admiring her as she carried herself with a level of refinement and grace. That's a start contrast to what's going on here as she's taken in the coat room of all places, indulging in an act in a setting that would probably land her in trouble.

But Sun knows she's aware of the risks, so is he. That's what makes it all the more exciting. He squeezed and kneaded her ass with both hands, his slick cock continuing to pump deep into her.