[The vibration against her pulls a sharp hiss of his name, a shiver wrecking through her at the sensation. She's not at all surprised that he didn't stop when she asked him to, but it does annoy her just a bit. Not that she's really in a spot to show it, besides giving another sharp tug on his hair.
Though he does a good job at guaranteeing that she doesn't stay annoyed, even if the last coherent part of her is irked at how he becomes gentle. The sounds of her gasps and choked moans mix in with the rest of the obscene sounds that fill the night air, and if she had cared enough she may have been almost embarrassed by just how wet she is. Right now it's hard to focus on anything else besides how his lips move against her and how his tongue thrusts inside her.
But she's given a brief reprieve when he pulls away, gasping as the pleasure ebbs back for a moment, allowing her to regain some focus. Enough so that she squints her eyes at him as he turns her onto her side, about to ask what he's planning down before her eyes widen. The sensation of his tongue against that junction sends a sharp jolt through her, flinching harshly as her breath leaves her in a stuttered cry.
Before she attempts to arch her back away from him, trying to twist out of his grasp when she realizes what he's found. And based on what she knows of him so far, she doesn't foresee this ending well for her.]
W-wait, stop-! [But she still won't beg, of course.]
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Though he does a good job at guaranteeing that she doesn't stay annoyed, even if the last coherent part of her is irked at how he becomes gentle. The sounds of her gasps and choked moans mix in with the rest of the obscene sounds that fill the night air, and if she had cared enough she may have been almost embarrassed by just how wet she is. Right now it's hard to focus on anything else besides how his lips move against her and how his tongue thrusts inside her.
But she's given a brief reprieve when he pulls away, gasping as the pleasure ebbs back for a moment, allowing her to regain some focus. Enough so that she squints her eyes at him as he turns her onto her side, about to ask what he's planning down before her eyes widen. The sensation of his tongue against that junction sends a sharp jolt through her, flinching harshly as her breath leaves her in a stuttered cry.
Before she attempts to arch her back away from him, trying to twist out of his grasp when she realizes what he's found. And based on what she knows of him so far, she doesn't foresee this ending well for her.]
W-wait, stop-! [But she still won't beg, of course.]