I'll work a little harder then. [ And he can. And will. For a few moments, anyway, his mouth on her neck and his hand on her breast and his other sliding another finger inside her as things move along.
Actually, come to mention that. ] I could move a little lower, if that would help. Depends on how close, I suppose. How much you're enjoying - [ With a little bit of a nip to her jawline. ] - the current placement.
Mmm. [ Her smile spreads a little wider on his face as he talks and she moves her hips just a little into the motion of his fingers, hand curling around his neck as he's bent over her, fisting into his hair. ] I think you're good.
[ Very, very good, and she draws in a breath that's almost a gasp and then just holds it as she tilts her head back, her body stilling without much extra warning. Everything feels hot and slow and beautiful as she presses up against him just a little bit more. ] See? [ When she's let her breath out again. ] Definitely good.
[ Oh, well. That'll do. He's quietly just very proud of himself then, thanks. Takes a moment to watch her reaction unfold and develop and dissolve. ]
I'm glad. Hate to be disappointing. [ Although, you remember how he wasn't tired at all? Yeah, he's more or less exhausted now. Yay. He gradually extricates himself from her, doesn't really shift to remove his weight but lies a little bit onto his side at least. ]
[ He can absolutely be proud of himself, because she's quite pleased right now with both of them and all of that and the entire episode of today. She feels like it went really well, all in all. ]
Good thing you never are. [ She leans into him as he shifts, waits patiently for him to finish his adjustment before she settles fully next to him, smiles. ] I feel kind of like sleeping, right now. You?
God, yes. Can we sleep? I feel like we should totally do that, okay, I am all for the whole idea where we just, you know, sort of pass out right here. I feel like we've shared enough, all that caring and everything, we should just - [ What a well-timed yawn. ] - that.
[ She stifles the laugh that's an almost automatic response to the timing of his yawn, curls into him and smiles. ] Yeah, I think you're pretty tired. [ And she's admittedly thoroughly tired herself right now, is on the verge of just passing out against him regardless. ]
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Actually, come to mention that. ] I could move a little lower, if that would help. Depends on how close, I suppose. How much you're enjoying - [ With a little bit of a nip to her jawline. ] - the current placement.
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[ Very, very good, and she draws in a breath that's almost a gasp and then just holds it as she tilts her head back, her body stilling without much extra warning. Everything feels hot and slow and beautiful as she presses up against him just a little bit more. ] See? [ When she's let her breath out again. ] Definitely good.
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I'm glad. Hate to be disappointing. [ Although, you remember how he wasn't tired at all? Yeah, he's more or less exhausted now. Yay. He gradually extricates himself from her, doesn't really shift to remove his weight but lies a little bit onto his side at least. ]
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Good thing you never are. [ She leans into him as he shifts, waits patiently for him to finish his adjustment before she settles fully next to him, smiles. ] I feel kind of like sleeping, right now. You?
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