[ His mouth creates lewd noises along her skin. Sucking and slurping and there's sure to be a shining slick patch of spit across her breasts. But with the way she gasps and coos while she rides him is sending a distinct thrill to his pants. One that just isn't really cutting it with sucking at her tits.
He shifts his weight and swivels around, tugging at her waist to pull her with him. Then delicately he lays her out on the bed. What a sight she is honestly. Tits shining with spit, red cheeked and wanting for him. A stuttered inhale of breath before he leans over her and nips gently at the rosy peaks of her nipples.
First he tugs off her shirt-- then tugs at any footwear she has on before pulling at her pants. One he's shed her of those, he'll urge her legs around his waist then grind straight against her cunt. No gentle-ness here. He's propped up on an arm above her, breathing heavily with ever strike of his hips to hers.
Shit this was good. Enough to make taking a deep breath a challenge, enough that he wished he had more hands and mouths tbh. He knows he needs time to figure out if he's ready to take the Final Step, but by god this was making him question everything about his self imposed limits.
If her mouth felt that good, if grinding against her through his pants felt that good, he can't fathom was fucking her cunt would feel like. ]
Rey.
[ A plea and a prayer. Hoping she's feeling just as much as he does. ]
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He shifts his weight and swivels around, tugging at her waist to pull her with him. Then delicately he lays her out on the bed. What a sight she is honestly. Tits shining with spit, red cheeked and wanting for him. A stuttered inhale of breath before he leans over her and nips gently at the rosy peaks of her nipples.
First he tugs off her shirt-- then tugs at any footwear she has on before pulling at her pants. One he's shed her of those, he'll urge her legs around his waist then grind straight against her cunt. No gentle-ness here. He's propped up on an arm above her, breathing heavily with ever strike of his hips to hers.
Shit this was good. Enough to make taking a deep breath a challenge, enough that he wished he had more hands and mouths tbh. He knows he needs time to figure out if he's ready to take the Final Step, but by god this was making him question everything about his self imposed limits.
If her mouth felt that good, if grinding against her through his pants felt that good, he can't fathom was fucking her cunt would feel like. ]
Rey.
[ A plea and a prayer. Hoping she's feeling just as much as he does. ]