[ Oh god, the pressure and the sound he's making and his grip on this strong all at once - she whimpers and her hips almost writhe against him, teeth against his shoulder for a moment before she manages to calm herself enough to brace herself in a position that definitely allows him to work at removing his pants while pushing herself up enough to have space to peel her leggings down her thighs. And then she returns to kissing his neck, hands on him everywhere she can touch because she needs to be touching him right now, she just does. ]
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