( more than anything, it's that she knows he enjoys being selfless just as he's gotten her, thighs aching to close comfortably around each side of his jaw, a promising hug to keep him right where he is, devilishly plump lips she's found marvel in more than once now put to a far more pleasurable use. she can feel the pillow of them along with his tongue, adding extra nudges of sensation as he dips down to sample her, chest drawn from the bed in a slow, pronounced arch, once more letting lashes fall to cheeks to savor him how she knows best.
nails gently graze along his scalp, a silent means of praise if the tiny sounds and hitched breaths weren't enough to speak for her. she can feel that smile if nothing else, how he (deservedly so) blooms with a certain pride for getting her here, revealing just how vulnerable she is to his touch, his mouth, everything they were. hips give a subtle writhe upward against him, again, only now it's to counter his motions with those of her own, add all the more to her experiencing that mouth.
a single thumb swipes down along his temple, pleading with her body to stay still, to let him treat her, not to fight for any small nook of control like she often would. )
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nails gently graze along his scalp, a silent means of praise if the tiny sounds and hitched breaths weren't enough to speak for her. she can feel that smile if nothing else, how he (deservedly so) blooms with a certain pride for getting her here, revealing just how vulnerable she is to his touch, his mouth, everything they were. hips give a subtle writhe upward against him, again, only now it's to counter his motions with those of her own, add all the more to her experiencing that mouth.
a single thumb swipes down along his temple, pleading with her body to stay still, to let him treat her, not to fight for any small nook of control like she often would. )