( it takes her a moment once that last, pulsing wrung tugs through her to gather herself, to bring herself back to the present, to baby still kneeled between softly-trembling thighs. it isn't long til mind's threading back through how he'd taken her, when one hand had disappeared off to likely stave himself, provide some sort of relief to keep from finishing without truly having her. she's almost in a daze, but it's difficult to keep that hunger at bay for long with him, what with how his lips gleam proudly and he struggles to keep himself together.
she doesn't want him to. )
Come here. ( spoken around a faint whimper, body none to willing to go to far other than sitting up to encourage him closer, getting him to stand while she props herself at the end of that bed upright. small fingers take to the fastening of his jeans, black hair spilling down her back as she looks up at him, watches him—she doesn't move slow purposefully, entranced still by the state of his mouth and the need that's grown boldly in his hues.
button pops, zipper soon to follow and she's tugging that denim layer to his thighs, unabashed in the way she finds the length of him, hard and wanting, with her own palm, shaky exhale leaving her. it's only then that eyes leave his in favor of leaning in, brushing her lips just above the waistband of his briefs. )
no subject
she doesn't want him to. )
Come here. ( spoken around a faint whimper, body none to willing to go to far other than sitting up to encourage him closer, getting him to stand while she props herself at the end of that bed upright. small fingers take to the fastening of his jeans, black hair spilling down her back as she looks up at him, watches him—she doesn't move slow purposefully, entranced still by the state of his mouth and the need that's grown boldly in his hues.
button pops, zipper soon to follow and she's tugging that denim layer to his thighs, unabashed in the way she finds the length of him, hard and wanting, with her own palm, shaky exhale leaving her. it's only then that eyes leave his in favor of leaning in, brushing her lips just above the waistband of his briefs. )