His composure breaks even further, and Hotaru relishes the breathy sounds that slip through his control, showing itself all the more plainly in the horns that sprout from his brow. She only hums, her own thighs moving restlessly beneath the blanket for a bit of friction. The soft touch against her cheek only riles her further for some reason, the tenderness juxtaposed with the dark promise in his eyes and the rumble of his voice. The hand still holding only his hip moves to take hold of the base of his cock as she pulls off, her thumb reaching low to cradle his balls and gently squeeze as she meets his gaze head on.
[say]"If you'll have the energy to,"[/say] she vows, voice hoarse and lips reddened as she smirks. The thrusting of his hips against her grip prompts her to slide electricity down those fingers, shocking along his wrist in reprimand at the same time she envelops him with her mouth once more. This time a steady pace, still slow but drawing him in from root to tip over and over as her hand works over what she can't fit. Her own hips pressing down against the bed as saliva gathers in her mouth, pooling and slicking the way as she bobs her head and feels the length of his cock pressing deeper into her throat with each repetitive pass.
[say]"If you'll have the energy to,"[/say] she vows, voice hoarse and lips reddened as she smirks. The thrusting of his hips against her grip prompts her to slide electricity down those fingers, shocking along his wrist in reprimand at the same time she envelops him with her mouth once more. This time a steady pace, still slow but drawing him in from root to tip over and over as her hand works over what she can't fit. Her own hips pressing down against the bed as saliva gathers in her mouth, pooling and slicking the way as she bobs her head and feels the length of his cock pressing deeper into her throat with each repetitive pass.
