Hotaru
His fingers in her hair makes her shudder just in time for him to shake and groan against her as if choreographed, which makes her gut flare with lustful satisfaction. While she's more than happy to give everyone quite the show, her patience - which has always been infamously short - is beginning to dwindle. Especially when he has the gall to praise her.
Still keeping the rhythm of her hips, she pushes harder into his front, guiding him backward step by step. "Wasting away, I'm beginning to think," she murmurs, and using her forward movement rises onto her toes to kiss him straight, foregoing all their teasing and dancing. Tempering the lightning in her fingers to something lighter and more playful, she lets that hand play with the hem of his shirt, intent on finding the warm skin of his waist.
Still keeping the rhythm of her hips, she pushes harder into his front, guiding him backward step by step. "Wasting away, I'm beginning to think," she murmurs, and using her forward movement rises onto her toes to kiss him straight, foregoing all their teasing and dancing. Tempering the lightning in her fingers to something lighter and more playful, she lets that hand play with the hem of his shirt, intent on finding the warm skin of his waist.
My baby wants me all of the time
But whenever we're kissing I'm rolling my eyes
But whenever we're kissing I'm rolling my eyes
