He's going to tease that she's well past ready for his cock, but the words fall away to a startled moan as she spins yet another twist to this game they're playing. "Yes," he rasps, his free hand coming to cup her face, his whole body feeling bursting with adoration and disbelief that he's this blessed. "I love you," he murmurs, genuine, breathless, helpless, entirely outside this game, and for some reason -- anxious, sad even, just for a moment.
He shakes it off. This game is new. It's likely stirring up unrelated feelings. It's easy to refocus, with her heaving breath and his cock in his hand. He repositions himself, guiding her hand away and applying himself liberally to running his tongue over her, her slick wetness salty and warm. He hums against her, as much for her benefit as for the increasing difficulty of containing his want. He has to be careful not to let his hand speed up, because he doesn't want to finish outside her, but gods is it hard. He hasn't felt this aroused and needy since...gods he's not even sure.
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Date: 2023-07-13 09:59 pm (UTC)He shakes it off. This game is new. It's likely stirring up unrelated feelings. It's easy to refocus, with her heaving breath and his cock in his hand. He repositions himself, guiding her hand away and applying himself liberally to running his tongue over her, her slick wetness salty and warm. He hums against her, as much for her benefit as for the increasing difficulty of containing his want. He has to be careful not to let his hand speed up, because he doesn't want to finish outside her, but gods is it hard. He hasn't felt this aroused and needy since...gods he's not even sure.