[ His words are muffled by her skin and she laughs lightly, amused by his honesty. Of course, it was probably a little mean of her to be asking such questions while she had him thusly occupied.
Still, he takes direction like a dream, tonguing at her nipple and continuing to tease. Satisfaction curls through her, spurred on by the low groan he lets out when she finally lets her weight drop into his lap. Humming, she slowly rocks her hips against him, enjoying the warm friction and the hard outline of his cock. ]
Only a small death. [ She jokes, remembering the crude double meaning of the phrase.
When he shrugs out of his shirt, she immediately misses the pressure of his hands on her sides. And is at least rewarded with him looping his arms around her middle instead, keeping them pressed close. Her palms slide up his chest to his shoulders, smoothing along the breadth of them–touching just to touch. Eagerly, she ducks into the kiss, tugging at his bottom lip with her teeth when they finally break away.
Sneaking her hand down, she works his belt out of the loops, then undoes the front of his trousers, palming him through his underwear. If they both weren't so worked up already, she would slink between his legs and blow him. But, she doesn't think either of them are going to have the patience at this point.
Well...she doesn't have the patience, right now.
As she rubs him, she shifts so her balance is more firmly planted against the bed, slipping her free hand between her own legs. She hardly needs the stimulation but strokes two fingers over her lace and hose covered clit, letting out a soft moan. Her knuckles brush against him in her motions, providing just another layer of teasing. ]
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Date: 2024-08-31 01:24 am (UTC)Still, he takes direction like a dream, tonguing at her nipple and continuing to tease. Satisfaction curls through her, spurred on by the low groan he lets out when she finally lets her weight drop into his lap. Humming, she slowly rocks her hips against him, enjoying the warm friction and the hard outline of his cock. ]
Only a small death. [ She jokes, remembering the crude double meaning of the phrase.
When he shrugs out of his shirt, she immediately misses the pressure of his hands on her sides. And is at least rewarded with him looping his arms around her middle instead, keeping them pressed close. Her palms slide up his chest to his shoulders, smoothing along the breadth of them–touching just to touch. Eagerly, she ducks into the kiss, tugging at his bottom lip with her teeth when they finally break away.
Sneaking her hand down, she works his belt out of the loops, then undoes the front of his trousers, palming him through his underwear. If they both weren't so worked up already, she would slink between his legs and blow him. But, she doesn't think either of them are going to have the patience at this point.
Well...she doesn't have the patience, right now.
As she rubs him, she shifts so her balance is more firmly planted against the bed, slipping her free hand between her own legs. She hardly needs the stimulation but strokes two fingers over her lace and hose covered clit, letting out a soft moan. Her knuckles brush against him in her motions, providing just another layer of teasing. ]