[ It's agonizing and slow and-- he can feel her conflict, but not quite what it's about. He'd have to sort it out later, when his mind isn't half blown to hell from pleasure and he can form coherant thoughts.
His head falls back as he gasps for breath, she's not the only one struggling here. He wants it all at once, but even this is tipping him over the edge too quickly. His fingers dig into her hips as he feels the edge coming, he's not sure if he wants to prolong this or keep himself teetering here with her for longer, but the decision is made for him as the rutting of his hips increase in tempo and intensity. Not quite as hard and fast as he'd first gone, but there's a notable difference.
The cry he lets out this time is nearly inhuman. Deep, gutteral, and desperate. Almost a growl. He's not going to last much longer. ]
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His head falls back as he gasps for breath, she's not the only one struggling here. He wants it all at once, but even this is tipping him over the edge too quickly. His fingers dig into her hips as he feels the edge coming, he's not sure if he wants to prolong this or keep himself teetering here with her for longer, but the decision is made for him as the rutting of his hips increase in tempo and intensity. Not quite as hard and fast as he'd first gone, but there's a notable difference.
The cry he lets out this time is nearly inhuman. Deep, gutteral, and desperate. Almost a growl. He's not going to last much longer. ]