[He holds his hands up obidiently once she slaps them away, swallowing after she spits on him and returns to rubbing across his length. He groans in appreciation, pressing greedily into her hand a few times. For a few seconds, he stays quiet — but after a little bit of hungry shifting, his ragged breathing hastily tries to redirect her.]
No.
[He reaches to grab her wrist with one hand — not hard enough to stop her, but hopefully enough to get her attention. He can’t really reach any other part of her like this with her on her knees and him standing at full height. (Some part of his brain is kicking him for stopping her)
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No.
[He reaches to grab her wrist with one hand — not hard enough to stop her, but hopefully enough to get her attention. He can’t really reach any other part of her like this with her on her knees and him standing at full height. (Some part of his brain is kicking him for stopping her)
I want you.