Eagle Eyes on three large orbs in the skies. [Open, but try to ask][NSWF]

Following a pause in his escalating of the moment, having been enjoying staying as they were for a short while, the roaming hand ended up at her hip again, hooking underneath one side of the waistband of her underwear. He tugged at it, mostly in the downwards direction.

Phoebe lifted up her hips and reached a hand down to help him, pushing the cloth down on one side while he pulled the other. She reached up when it was far enough past her thighs to be able to be moved with relative ease to help undress him, as well.

Once he move her underwear beyond her thighs where she could simply kick them off, he moved to take his own off past where Phoebe could while he was still straddling her. Though not best pleases that he had to get off of her for a moment as well as break the kiss, he was soon back on top. However rather than doing the expected he bent down to take one of Phoebe's nipples in his mouth while his hand moved over her crotch, his fingers sliding up and down over her.

A gasp escaped her as the surprise of it hit her, pleasure snaking its way along her nerve endings, firing goosebumps along her skin. Her hips bucked against his touch, a moan falling from her lips in easy, languid pleasure. To her own surprise, she let his name escape, "Jay..."

Sucking gently on her nipple now, he slipped two fingers slowly inside her, almost like a sort of award for her reactions. Ever so slowly he moved the two fingers back and forth, in an almost teasing fashion.

She whined in response, straining closer as her fingers tightened in his hair. As though he wouldn't notice, her other hand reached down, aiming to grab his teasing one.

He didn't react to Phoebe's hand, due to curiosity, doing as he had been doing; his fingers moved a little faster than before, but not by much. It was clear that he wanted to provide Phoebe with a build up of sorts, though a very slow one.

The witch made a huffing sound that came through her noise, her hand grabbing hold of his and pressing his fingers deeper into herself. She held them there a moment, her icy grey eyes watching him before she tried to force him to pick up the pace.

Jay seemed to smirk against her breast, before he did exactly as she seemed to want. In that instant, he thrust his fingers about as deep as they would go, and then out again quickly; he kept going at that somewhat rough pace thereafter.

Her noises grew louder at this, her body arching beneath him. There was no way of knowing how long it had been since she'd been intimate with someone, as she certainly wasn't about to say, at least not right now, but it seemed to be long enough that she lacked a lot of control. Releasing his hand, she let herself writhe beneath him, reveling in the pleasure, for the time being.

A short time of allowing her the pleasure with his compliance to her wishes, his hand slowed again before he entirely slipped his fingers from within her. At the same time, his mouth left her breast so he could instead more easily look at her; his smile rather clearly showed how much he was enjoying both making her moan as well as making her wait. Clearly, he was quite the tease.

She looked up at him through the haze of her pleasure, concentration until she was narrowing her eyes at him slightly. Phoebe expected him to not be done teasing, if nothing else, though she wasn't quite sure how to react. Part of her wanted to try to overpower him, but without the use of her magic, she wasn't positive what the extent of this form's strength was. "What?" The witch asked him, finally.

Jay chuckled briefly before he pressed his lips to her's again, answering her question when he reached down between them again to line himself up, promptly thrusting himself where his fingers were just moments before. That done, his hand again reached up to squeeze at knead at her breast.

She moaned loudly at the entry, arching back as her eyes rolled. Wrapping her arms around him, she moved her hips in tandem with him, placing kisses and nips along the exposed skin of his shoulder while his mouth was otherwise occupied.

It was Jay's turn to make his pleasure known, through moans or groans muffled somewhat against Phoebe's skin.

She moved herself as she saw fit, trying to heighten the pleasure for the both of them, her own cries coming in uneven bursts as they continued.

Under a similar sentiment, Jay thrust quicker than before. Momentarily the hand on Phoebe's breast instead worked to move Phoebe's head so he could once again bring their lips together.

She welcomed the embrace of his lips, returning the gesture with fervor as their bodies moved, an intimate dance of primal desire. Her gasps and moans didn't cease against his lips, her body bucking and moving, grinding against him as the pleasure steadily built, heightening.

Jay worked to keep a steady rhythm between them though it was slowly becoming difficult for him to do such, Phoebe's sounds and actions clearly slowly pushing him over the edge; his own vocalisations made that rather clear, too.

She kept ahold of him all the while, though her own control snapped, slowly but surely. With a loud cry, her body peaked in its high, muscles tightening around him as her climax struck and rocked through her. She was trembling as she slowly loosened her grip on him, hips bucking weakly as her senses slowly returned to her.

Not long after her own climax, Jay's own followed. He managed to think enough to at the very least pull out before allowing himself to finally finish. He rolled over and off of Phoebe, quite out of breath.

She let herself sprawl out a bit, stretching while remaining on her back as her body fell into a relaxing slump following the bliss of their encounter. Idly, she looked towards the bathroom, reminding herself that she should clean up, but she didn't seem terribly eager to move, as of yet.

Jay, having regained his breath, lay on his back looking idly over Phoebe though mostly focusing on her face it seemed. After a moment of doing that, and seeing that neither of them were in any hurry to move, he reached over to massage her horn as he had done before. Why not? He thought.

She moaned loudly at this, a relaxed sound that was pure laziness, laced in bliss as her eyes closed. The witched seemed to be reveling in the pleasure as she stilled beside him, humming out her pleasure like a purring cat.

Jay was a little surprised again, not expecting the full moan that she made. A smile was left in place of surprise once that had worn off. "Your reaction to your horns being touched like this... It's really cute."