[Her thoughts brush against his own, and the faint praise makes his chest swell. Maybe it shouldn't, but there is comfort in knowing that he could still defer to someone else. The more he'd thought about it, the less appealing absolute rule at his hand seemed to be. This was better, he's even more sure when he catches how she is looking at him.
He inhales deeply and bows his head just a bit against the tug of his hair, adjusting how he kneels so that he can grab for her hips and pull her closer to the edge of the desk. Its not hard to take her cue from there, both physical and across the other end of the bond. Abruptly, the sharper angles of his face disappear beneath her skirts, arms taking hold of her thighs to keep them spread.
His tongue comes first, a slow and experimental slide between folds of skin. The taste the act leaves on his lips is unexpected, but not entirely unpleasant, given how he returns for more almost instantly. His fingers creep inward to make his task easier, his lips enveloping her clit and sucking backwards.
Everything about it is slow, maybe too slow. Her guidance from earlier tickles at the base of his ears. She'd wanted more out of him, he knows. But in the same light, given that it was new territory, he also wants to be sure. So he takes his cues from the sound she makes, and which direction she tugs him in, all while trying to hold her (mostly) still.]
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He inhales deeply and bows his head just a bit against the tug of his hair, adjusting how he kneels so that he can grab for her hips and pull her closer to the edge of the desk. Its not hard to take her cue from there, both physical and across the other end of the bond. Abruptly, the sharper angles of his face disappear beneath her skirts, arms taking hold of her thighs to keep them spread.
His tongue comes first, a slow and experimental slide between folds of skin. The taste the act leaves on his lips is unexpected, but not entirely unpleasant, given how he returns for more almost instantly. His fingers creep inward to make his task easier, his lips enveloping her clit and sucking backwards.
Everything about it is slow, maybe too slow. Her guidance from earlier tickles at the base of his ears. She'd wanted more out of him, he knows. But in the same light, given that it was new territory, he also wants to be sure. So he takes his cues from the sound she makes, and which direction she tugs him in, all while trying to hold her (mostly) still.]