Aerith keeps her gaze trained on his face as she kisses the top of one thigh, her fingers trailing along the underside of his length while her free hand gently eases his legs apart to allow her to nip his inner thigh, enjoying the gentle way he tugs at her hair.

"I think you're determined to distract me," she murmurs when he suggests she straddle his thigh, punctuating the thought with another kiss, her hand wrapping around his cock to stroke him slowly. "I told you you could have a turn when I'm done."