WINTER WONDERLAND: BARODOMI

[holynights]

The Winter Wonderland honeymoon suite is located in the nearby foothills and is more or less a complete ski lodge condo. The cozy room features its own scenic views and a fireplace for keeping warm. There's also an enormous, private bath with bubble jets and a tub waterfall. Barok and Domi will also have the chance to experience television for the first time in their lives! They can watch select external broadcasts, and unedited footage from the house will occasionally be available should they wish to snoop on their fellow contestants.

While the resort offers plenty of activities, excursions, and dining opportunities for enrichment and entertainment, it's perfectly fine to spend the rest of your honeymoon just getting to know one another better instead.

There's definitely only one bed, so get used to it and make the most of it. This vacation is still young!

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[dominooo]

[ She's absolutely never been touched like this before and it probably shows by the little noise she makes, both surprised and pleased. It's just her hip. But it's her hip and his bare hand and she thinks she understands Jeanne a little better now, when she'd bashfully murmured that she didn't think she'd be able to hold herself back from doing things with Vanitas if she let her feelings get the better of her.

Domi is more accustomed to more... formal standards of courtship. Letters. Barely touching. Only playful flirting with other females, which was harmless.

This feels much hotter and certainly more carnal, but she finds she's not as afraid of this as she probably ought to be, if she were any proper kind of young lady in bed with a gentleman. If anything, his fingers on her skin prompts her to be a little bolder in return, hands sliding from his back-- if just so she can slip them under his shirt, daring to run her fingers over his stomach, learning the feel of him as she does. ]

Just... tell me if you want to stop, at any time.

[hallowdiscourtesy]

[To stop would be wise. This edges on a threshold that cannot be reversed should they step over it.

Her delicate fingers are searing against his skin brushing across defined muscle and old scars. She's gone beneath his nightshirt to touch and much like her he has never been graced with such physical affections. That they are unmarried and shouldn't be in this bed together much less touching feels like a far off thought at present. That this isn't something they are supposed to be doing becomes less of a concern with each touch and heated kiss.

His own hand against her hip continues it's trajectory. He can't fathom dipping a hand between her legs just yet but her soft noises encourage continued exploration upward. From her hip to her slender waist, her nightgown bunching much too high up due to his actions.

And it may be due to her bite or just the natural progression of things but he murmurs her name so softly against her skin as a wave of nearly unbearable need washes over him. It's like his very veins have been set alight and want and need claw hungrily inside him. There really will be no stopping... And while her bite has fueled this it is just that. Only fuel. This was going to be a blaze that took him one way or another.]