Honey wherever you go, I know
The instant her pleasure deepens and every part of her becomes momentarily taut is one that he appreciates immensely. It comes out as another moan muffled into her skin, head bowed to her back, nothing more than a man at his house of prayer. It's only feeling at this point, and fuck does it feel good. The tight clench of her around his cock when she's strummed just right throbs back through him, feeding his want into something he can barely manage. Each tilt of her hips drags velvet heat against him, still so slow that he can feel each lick of it in passing in sinful detail. Even her fingers, diving into his hair and holding tight, it tingles through him with desire.
Feeling her jump to his touch is always intoxicating, but this is the risk of a blackout. This isn't just him feeling capable of building pleasure into her until she's bursting with it, blissful and satiated for a moment by his design, proud of her undoing. This is her pulling him along with it, caught in each other with each tremble and every gasp, to the point that he's lost track of where her needs end and his begin and which is currently being fed.
With the caution of her hand removed from his hip he takes advantage of the new freedom. Not at first, letting her keep the pace that has set them both ablaze, but eventually he can't resist her any longer. His fingers do not give her clit reprieve, but his other hand that's curled beneath them finds a seat on her shoulder. "Cum for me Flora, I want to feel it." His request is reduced to a shuddering growl against her neck as he drives up into her, filling her completely. He won't be stopping even if she does, already bracing for another thrust as his hand tightens on her, feet tangled up around hers seeking purchase amid the bed.
Feeling her jump to his touch is always intoxicating, but this is the risk of a blackout. This isn't just him feeling capable of building pleasure into her until she's bursting with it, blissful and satiated for a moment by his design, proud of her undoing. This is her pulling him along with it, caught in each other with each tremble and every gasp, to the point that he's lost track of where her needs end and his begin and which is currently being fed.
With the caution of her hand removed from his hip he takes advantage of the new freedom. Not at first, letting her keep the pace that has set them both ablaze, but eventually he can't resist her any longer. His fingers do not give her clit reprieve, but his other hand that's curled beneath them finds a seat on her shoulder. "Cum for me Flora, I want to feel it." His request is reduced to a shuddering growl against her neck as he drives up into her, filling her completely. He won't be stopping even if she does, already bracing for another thrust as his hand tightens on her, feet tangled up around hers seeking purchase amid the bed.
Kaisel
I'd give up half of forever, just to be with you
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
