i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Isla's words leave him tongue-tied and gasping, and gods if there was any for the aviator to have held out hope of not coming first, her whispers seal his fate. Anything for you, he'd said, and whatever else he might have done, his body was going to follow her instructions to the letter.
Adjusting his grip against her that he might offset his movements so that his hips didn't rock against hers but instead thrust forward to meet them, the aviator did his best to stifle his moans against the Remedy's breasts with only moderate success. Despite trying to inhale around the sounds of pleasure that tried to escape with every thrust of his hips, the lack of oxygen only made him feel dizzy and coaxed his climax closer.
"Gods, you're—" Perfect? Everything? Exquisite? "—you're—" Letting one of his arms rise to slide along her lower back and clutch her against him, Everest found himself rising almost onto his toes as he fucked her as if his orgasm was a bubble in her belly that he had to strike with the head of his cock in order to finally cum.
Ever wasn't one to swear, but it certainly sounded as though he'd meant to say fuck before the air was stolen from his lungs by the force of his climax. Cognizant even atop the pinnacle of his own pleasure not to loosen his grasp of Isla, Ever pressed himself forward to pin her against the wall, his arms shaking, but steady around her.
Adjusting his grip against her that he might offset his movements so that his hips didn't rock against hers but instead thrust forward to meet them, the aviator did his best to stifle his moans against the Remedy's breasts with only moderate success. Despite trying to inhale around the sounds of pleasure that tried to escape with every thrust of his hips, the lack of oxygen only made him feel dizzy and coaxed his climax closer.
"Gods, you're—" Perfect? Everything? Exquisite? "—you're—" Letting one of his arms rise to slide along her lower back and clutch her against him, Everest found himself rising almost onto his toes as he fucked her as if his orgasm was a bubble in her belly that he had to strike with the head of his cock in order to finally cum.
Ever wasn't one to swear, but it certainly sounded as though he'd meant to say fuck before the air was stolen from his lungs by the force of his climax. Cognizant even atop the pinnacle of his own pleasure not to loosen his grasp of Isla, Ever pressed himself forward to pin her against the wall, his arms shaking, but steady around her.
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