[He grunts uncomfortably when she moves to his lap, and when she sends him that wave of sensation, he breaks his one rule to nudge her further back towards his knees.]
Easy there. Trust me, I'd be just as hot and bothered as you if biology would let me.
[For a brief moment, his hand moves from her thigh to slip his fingers just below her the waistband of her shorts, but... No. Too easy. And she said that whole thing about being vindictive and blah blah blah. His hand returns to the couch, but now he's got a nasty little idea brewing in his nasty little skull.]
Sorry the real thing isn't available yet. Guess you'll have to make do.
[See, they've done this more than enough times for him to know what it feels like on her end when he's inside her. So that's what he adds next, psychic "thrusts" automatically syncing to whatever pace she's setting with her own movement. Overkill? Almost certainly. But hey, he warned her. Kind of.]
Just kidding, no, she'd possibly be overstimulated too. She tends to be after, they usually don't give each other much of a break. Hence why there are breaks, and naps, and stupidity between rounds. How they manage to be this horny is proof that the spirit is truly unbreakable.
She didn't really climb to his lap to bring him into this mess, at least not completely — but for positioning, thank her later for saving their neck from being too sore, but whatever. Not enough brainpower to fall down into that stupid argument.
The movement of her hips are soft, slow, mostly because otherwise he's going to kill her. It's way too familar, and she's already plotting her revenge for another day as she senses herself come closer. It's when she knows she's about to that she leaves his neck to place a gentle kiss to his lips, letting the sound of pleasure vibrate against the skin before...
She's beaming, a little shaky and spasmy as the pleasure runs through her every nerve, her hand on his shoulder gripping as she rides it.
The attempt to breathe is obvious, and what comes out in chuckles is, well, a fucking lie.)
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Easy there. Trust me, I'd be just as hot and bothered as you if biology would let me.
[For a brief moment, his hand moves from her thigh to slip his fingers just below her the waistband of her shorts, but... No. Too easy. And she said that whole thing about being vindictive and blah blah blah. His hand returns to the couch, but now he's got a nasty little idea brewing in his nasty little skull.]
Sorry the real thing isn't available yet. Guess you'll have to make do.
[See, they've done this more than enough times for him to know what it feels like on her end when he's inside her. So that's what he adds next, psychic "thrusts" automatically syncing to whatever pace she's setting with her own movement. Overkill? Almost certainly. But hey, he warned her. Kind of.]
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(Women rock, see, she'd be fine.
Just kidding, no, she'd possibly be overstimulated too. She tends to be after, they usually don't give each other much of a break. Hence why there are breaks, and naps, and stupidity between rounds. How they manage to be this horny is proof that the spirit is truly unbreakable.
She didn't really climb to his lap to bring him into this mess, at least not completely — but for positioning, thank her later for saving their neck from being too sore, but whatever. Not enough brainpower to fall down into that stupid argument.
The movement of her hips are soft, slow, mostly because otherwise he's going to kill her. It's way too familar, and she's already plotting her revenge for another day as she senses herself come closer. It's when she knows she's about to that she leaves his neck to place a gentle kiss to his lips, letting the sound of pleasure vibrate against the skin before...
She's beaming, a little shaky and spasmy as the pleasure runs through her every nerve, her hand on his shoulder gripping as she rides it.
The attempt to breathe is obvious, and what comes out in chuckles is, well, a fucking lie.)
God, I hate you so much.