[The kind to take pleasure in any small victory, and while he does leave her ears unattended for now, she has no doubt his touch will find its way there again in the near future— at which point she's certain she'll be entirely unable to disguise just how sensitive they have the capacity to be.
She allows the arch of his hips to encourage her, her touch smoothing over his thigh before moving to where she finds him already wanting— she's not surprised to find him already hard, given the nature of biology, and her long, deft fingers are cautious as she drags them along the length of his cock, gently curling them around the base and lightly pulling her thumb along the seam beneath as she leans in for another lingering kiss, baiting him.]
[ her touch is slow and skilled and hythlodaeus finds his breath leaving him in a rush, his heart kicking up into his throat, beating fast. despite how satisfying their previous encounter had been, hythlodaeus finds himself responding nonetheless, heat rushing to his groin, pleasure prickling in his belly. for a moment he allows his eyes to close as her fingers move over his cock, basking in the sweet sensation of it layered over his warm, comfortable drowsiness. ]
Cruel indeed..
[ he murmurs, before his violet eyes flicker open again to find her own, and his left hand drops to close over her own, fingertips tracing her knuckles, while his right lifts to her face, tangling in her dark, wild hair. ]
[The touch of his hand coming to rest atop her own, to move along with her steady, gentle ministrations causes a pleasant flutter in stomach, her gaze heated as she meets his own before bending to press a soft kiss against his jaw, followed by another to his neck. There is none of the frantic or needful force of the night before— though she certainly has no complaints about any of that— but the warm haze of sleep still lingers slightly for the both of them, lending itself well to comfortable, lazy affection.]
Well, I'll admit, it isn't entirely selfless.
[She chuckles warmly against the smooth curve of his neck, eyelids lowering as she inhales the scent of him again and feels her pulse quicken ever so slightly. It's almost criminal, she thinks, how easy it is to touch him, to fixate on him— and potentially very bad for any plans she may have had for productivity.
She turns her face into his touch, her lips puckering against the pad of his thumb as she trails a finger quite deliberately along the underside of his cock from base to tip.]
Maybe I'd just like to make the most of waking up beside you.
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[The kind to take pleasure in any small victory, and while he does leave her ears unattended for now, she has no doubt his touch will find its way there again in the near future— at which point she's certain she'll be entirely unable to disguise just how sensitive they have the capacity to be.
She allows the arch of his hips to encourage her, her touch smoothing over his thigh before moving to where she finds him already wanting— she's not surprised to find him already hard, given the nature of biology, and her long, deft fingers are cautious as she drags them along the length of his cock, gently curling them around the base and lightly pulling her thumb along the seam beneath as she leans in for another lingering kiss, baiting him.]
It almost seems cruel to leave this unattended.
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Cruel indeed..
[ he murmurs, before his violet eyes flicker open again to find her own, and his left hand drops to close over her own, fingertips tracing her knuckles, while his right lifts to her face, tangling in her dark, wild hair. ]
How kind of you to be so.. attentive to my needs.
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Well, I'll admit, it isn't entirely selfless.
[She chuckles warmly against the smooth curve of his neck, eyelids lowering as she inhales the scent of him again and feels her pulse quicken ever so slightly. It's almost criminal, she thinks, how easy it is to touch him, to fixate on him— and potentially very bad for any plans she may have had for productivity.
She turns her face into his touch, her lips puckering against the pad of his thumb as she trails a finger quite deliberately along the underside of his cock from base to tip.]
Maybe I'd just like to make the most of waking up beside you.