[ The corner of her lips curl at his own sounds of pleasure. It makes something clench deep inside her. Something that only comes undone the moment he answers her and tilts his head back. She might find herself holding onto some propriety in different settings, but not in this moment. She recognizes that odd feeling as hunger, and now she feels there is no point in hesitating any longer.
Alkaid leans against him entirely, rocking her hips against his own. Should he wish to take her, she will not stop him, but neither will she pull him into her. That small thought remains as pleasure takes her entirely and she lets go of anyghing of propriety. Feeling him is almost enough for her at this moment. Her hands curl against his neck, fingers pressing into the skin. This time she does not stop her hips and merely keeps moving at a decent pace.
Every inch of her is pressed to him. Her head tilts to press open mouth kisses to his jaw and to his neck. Another sound comes from her, deep and dripping with desire, moving to kiss his collar bone. One shaking hand raises to the bottom of his closest ear. Her fingertips begin to brush along the bottom of his ear. Anything she can do to have him join her in this state...
His name is mubled as her hips begin to quake. She keeps with the motion, despite how her lower back arcs and causes her hips to press down on him again. Alkaid shifts her weight side to side long him for a brief moment. She silently begs he might touch her anywhere, but preferably the more intimate parts. ]
Aymeric... [ Her voice is so very low and she speaks his name slowly against his skin. Her gaze flicks to his face as she begins to move faster. Kissing any lower would break the contact of their hips and she refuses to do so. ] Tell me where...
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Alkaid leans against him entirely, rocking her hips against his own. Should he wish to take her, she will not stop him, but neither will she pull him into her. That small thought remains as pleasure takes her entirely and she lets go of anyghing of propriety. Feeling him is almost enough for her at this moment. Her hands curl against his neck, fingers pressing into the skin. This time she does not stop her hips and merely keeps moving at a decent pace.
Every inch of her is pressed to him. Her head tilts to press open mouth kisses to his jaw and to his neck. Another sound comes from her, deep and dripping with desire, moving to kiss his collar bone. One shaking hand raises to the bottom of his closest ear. Her fingertips begin to brush along the bottom of his ear. Anything she can do to have him join her in this state...
His name is mubled as her hips begin to quake. She keeps with the motion, despite how her lower back arcs and causes her hips to press down on him again. Alkaid shifts her weight side to side long him for a brief moment. She silently begs he might touch her anywhere, but preferably the more intimate parts. ]
Aymeric... [ Her voice is so very low and she speaks his name slowly against his skin. Her gaze flicks to his face as she begins to move faster. Kissing any lower would break the contact of their hips and she refuses to do so. ] Tell me where...