Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away
How long would the table last, if it had to endure his claws this way? Perhaps it was for the better that she wouldn't be tempted to find out... It was a very nice piece of furniture.
It seemed he was rather weak against this sort of game. Or perhaps she was surprisingly good at it? He crumbled a lot faster than she could recall, and it made her slow down again. Touch softening, and she withdrew her mouth from him. Licked her lips as she kept stroking him with a hand, taking a moment to breathe. To watch him.
The way he said her name... it lingered with her, Made her burn too, enough that a trembling hand searched it's way down over her stomach, down into the dress, past the hips, to press against the pounding ache between her legs. Maea had never really pleasured herself before. Didn't want to before Sunjata. Didn't need to after him. Feeling her own wetness under her fingers drew a soft gasp from her, and she pressed her thighs together. Whimpering softly as the need only grew stronger.
But this wasn't about her, and almost desperately she brought her mouth back to Sunjata's crotch, lips parting so she could scrape her teeth up his shaft again. Her eyes blazed as she gazed up at him, studying his reaction as she slowly increased the pressure, biting down to see just how much he could take before it hurt.
It seemed he was rather weak against this sort of game. Or perhaps she was surprisingly good at it? He crumbled a lot faster than she could recall, and it made her slow down again. Touch softening, and she withdrew her mouth from him. Licked her lips as she kept stroking him with a hand, taking a moment to breathe. To watch him.
The way he said her name... it lingered with her, Made her burn too, enough that a trembling hand searched it's way down over her stomach, down into the dress, past the hips, to press against the pounding ache between her legs. Maea had never really pleasured herself before. Didn't want to before Sunjata. Didn't need to after him. Feeling her own wetness under her fingers drew a soft gasp from her, and she pressed her thighs together. Whimpering softly as the need only grew stronger.
But this wasn't about her, and almost desperately she brought her mouth back to Sunjata's crotch, lips parting so she could scrape her teeth up his shaft again. Her eyes blazed as she gazed up at him, studying his reaction as she slowly increased the pressure, biting down to see just how much he could take before it hurt.
