[ The anticipation and arousal will most certainly need release soon. She wonders why it feels so much stronger than the night before. Perhaps it is because this time, he seems to be trailing her along rather than the pair of them simply jumping straight into the motions of making love. The reasoning is sound, even if the pondering leaves her mind the moment her undergarments are removed and she feels some form of reprieve.
That moment disappears as soon as he inches against her with his own garments still on. A shiver takes her whole body at the teasing motion. Her back arcs slightly as a low sound--something of a mix of a whine and a moan--comes forward. She shifts against his arms and rocks her hips slightly in some form an attempt to communicate what he surely must know already.
However, he is in control this time, and he could do whatever he pleases. Alkaid tilts her head back slightly at the idea. Gods, anything in any postion. There is a thrill in not knowing what he might do, especially as he has pressed their hips together ever so lightly.
Alkaid deepens her breathing in an attempt to lower her anticipation and reign herself in. If only as he seems to wish to tempt and tease her more. And so, she shifts her arm, allowing the sleeve of his nightshirt to slip down her shoulder and expose her breast. Of course, her arousal knocks hard against her again, but she attempts to communicate anything he may wish to do he can. ]
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That moment disappears as soon as he inches against her with his own garments still on. A shiver takes her whole body at the teasing motion. Her back arcs slightly as a low sound--something of a mix of a whine and a moan--comes forward. She shifts against his arms and rocks her hips slightly in some form an attempt to communicate what he surely must know already.
However, he is in control this time, and he could do whatever he pleases. Alkaid tilts her head back slightly at the idea. Gods, anything in any postion. There is a thrill in not knowing what he might do, especially as he has pressed their hips together ever so lightly.
Alkaid deepens her breathing in an attempt to lower her anticipation and reign herself in. If only as he seems to wish to tempt and tease her more. And so, she shifts her arm, allowing the sleeve of his nightshirt to slip down her shoulder and expose her breast. Of course, her arousal knocks hard against her again, but she attempts to communicate anything he may wish to do he can. ]