[She takes the whole of him and the groan that follows is long and desperate, hands turning to claws at her back. She’s so tight, so tight, but she has stopped moving so suddenly. That tight environment quickly starts to burn, to make him itch to move, and he can’t help shifting his hips to try and get some relief from it.
That is when she tilts his chin and presses her finger to his lip. He goes a bit slack jawed in response, and startles himself with how readily he feels he might submit to her every desire, her every demand. Strangely, he yearns to belong to her this way, a sensation that is new, unusual and slightly frightening. Her compliments and the rhythm she picks up as him leaking again, this time inside of her, to mix with the deluge of fluids that has already gathered there. His lips melt into her’s, the rest of his body threatening to become boneless with it.
The motions she takes — they aren’t enough, but he sympathizes with the strength so obviously required to perform them. He grabs for her hips and tries to assist, shoulders straining to match her bouncing rhythm, to lift her higher and pull her down more harshly against him until the slapping of flesh starts to echo in the room.
She likes it when he vocalizes, so he continues to exhale and moan, louder with each meeting of their hips.]
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That is when she tilts his chin and presses her finger to his lip. He goes a bit slack jawed in response, and startles himself with how readily he feels he might submit to her every desire, her every demand. Strangely, he yearns to belong to her this way, a sensation that is new, unusual and slightly frightening. Her compliments and the rhythm she picks up as him leaking again, this time inside of her, to mix with the deluge of fluids that has already gathered there. His lips melt into her’s, the rest of his body threatening to become boneless with it.
The motions she takes — they aren’t enough, but he sympathizes with the strength so obviously required to perform them. He grabs for her hips and tries to assist, shoulders straining to match her bouncing rhythm, to lift her higher and pull her down more harshly against him until the slapping of flesh starts to echo in the room.
She likes it when he vocalizes, so he continues to exhale and moan, louder with each meeting of their hips.]
Kira—I am going to come—