[Ben exhales harshly onto the mark he has left behind when Kira aborts the motion of sitting on him a third of the way through. He sees spots almost immediately with how quickly she returns, again failing to take all of him. But she is tight and pleasant, and his shoulders and arms tremble with pleasure as she continues her attempts to ride him.
He tries to babble something out, but all that comes are quiet swears and uneven breathing. His hands tighten at the base of her back as he resists the urge to try and force himself further inside.]
Kira—
[He moans out her name into her breasts, tilting his head to encourage her to keep playing with his hair as he turns to take her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking backwards. It is small enough that he can fit most of it into his mouth if he wanted to — but he doesn’t. He wants to explore her while he still has control of his curiousity, before he loses his ability to perform executive functions when Kira really starts to ride him.]
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He tries to babble something out, but all that comes are quiet swears and uneven breathing. His hands tighten at the base of her back as he resists the urge to try and force himself further inside.]
Kira—
[He moans out her name into her breasts, tilting his head to encourage her to keep playing with his hair as he turns to take her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking backwards. It is small enough that he can fit most of it into his mouth if he wanted to — but he doesn’t. He wants to explore her while he still has control of his curiousity, before he loses his ability to perform executive functions when Kira really starts to ride him.]
You’re so tight. So good. Kriff.