when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Remi is exquisite in his attentions, of that there is no doubt, and were it not for the fact that Isla knows his preferences, but knows even more that this is about something entirely other than sexuality, she'd swear he'd done this a thousand times. Moaning greedily around his fingers, Isla urges him on with hips and heels, and as he slides up the length of her body, she realises his intentions.
It's only the promise of more of him stops the mewl of protest from leaving her throat, Isla gasping instead to feel the hardness of him pressed against her. Already? her expression suggests, equal parts relieved and impressed, only for delighted surprise to wipe across her face as she's shifted astride the alchemist. The swift ease of their change in positions means that he's buried to the hilt inside her as soon as she finds herself upright, and the new angle drags a cry of pleasure out of the medic.
"Gods, you're so hard," she moans, her hips already shifting in slow, blunt movements intended to tease but also savour every inch of him. One hand splays against Remi's chest, the other moving to tend to her clit, Isla needing him all over again all at once.
It's only the promise of more of him stops the mewl of protest from leaving her throat, Isla gasping instead to feel the hardness of him pressed against her. Already? her expression suggests, equal parts relieved and impressed, only for delighted surprise to wipe across her face as she's shifted astride the alchemist. The swift ease of their change in positions means that he's buried to the hilt inside her as soon as she finds herself upright, and the new angle drags a cry of pleasure out of the medic.
"Gods, you're so hard," she moans, her hips already shifting in slow, blunt movements intended to tease but also savour every inch of him. One hand splays against Remi's chest, the other moving to tend to her clit, Isla needing him all over again all at once.
i could die
Isla
