PHOEBE
there's a bulletproof bond
The hand tangling in her hair, the groans he made in response to her minstrations, even the rocking of his hips (as nervous as it made her that she might make a mistake in the tempo) all were immensely satisfying for the blonde. But it was only when he stuttered part of her name did she realize how close he was - but she didn't stop, planning to see this through fully and knowing full well what that meant. Of course, that didn't mean she was wholly prepared for the sensation of it, her eyes squeezing close with a bit of surprise as she swallowed on reflex. It wasn't the greatest thing she had ever tasted but not nearly so bad as she had anticipated.
She pulled away, a self-satisfied smile on her lips as she glanced up at him. She mentally filed this away as something to definitely do again.
Phoebe pulled herself up to lay next to him as he came down from the high, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and gently running her fingers through his hair. Between the medicine, the massage, and getting off, she imagined he had to be feeling much calmer now. "Are you feeling better now?" she asked him sweetly.
She pulled away, a self-satisfied smile on her lips as she glanced up at him. She mentally filed this away as something to definitely do again.
Phoebe pulled herself up to lay next to him as he came down from the high, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and gently running her fingers through his hair. Between the medicine, the massage, and getting off, she imagined he had to be feeling much calmer now. "Are you feeling better now?" she asked him sweetly.
between me and you
