Yes. [ Gwen's smiling pretty much as soon as he's pulling her down on his lap, settling where he guides her for now, even if she's starting to feel a little antsy to move right along, carry out what he wants. because um, yeah, she wants that too. riding him on this chair is absolutely something she can do, yep. ] Yes.
[ she laughs quietly, leaning back so she can catch his lips for a kiss, nods when she pulls away again. no, she doesn't want to move now that he's got her here, but she steps off of his lap so she can hurry over to her bag, come back with a condom in hand because yes! it's important! every time! and even though she takes her time when she kneels between his knees, unbuckles his pants and helps him get them down to just about his knees before she quits that task, she's quick to roll the condom down over him, squeezing him in her palm a few times just because she can. because she likes watching his face when she does things that are a little overly sexual, like chewing her lip while she looks him over and touches him, like she's craving it so bad.
but yeah, it doesn't last long, the teasing, not when she'd rather crawl up onto his lap, gripping the high back of the chair with one hand while the other reaches down to guide him into her. she doesn't stop moving until he's bottomed out, makes it easy to tuck her hips against his with a groan, forehead touching his. at first she's curled up on her knees, but she lets her legs drape on either side of him under the arm rests of the chair, pressing herself even closer. and god if that doesn't feel good, just like this. ]
Yeah?
[ maybe she should've asked sooner, but. well. he gave her an idea and she liked it and now she's here. her hips roll forward, her toes barely touching the floor on either side of him, but that's okay. the idea of grinding on him like this is kind of too good to pass up. ]
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[ she laughs quietly, leaning back so she can catch his lips for a kiss, nods when she pulls away again. no, she doesn't want to move now that he's got her here, but she steps off of his lap so she can hurry over to her bag, come back with a condom in hand because yes! it's important! every time! and even though she takes her time when she kneels between his knees, unbuckles his pants and helps him get them down to just about his knees before she quits that task, she's quick to roll the condom down over him, squeezing him in her palm a few times just because she can. because she likes watching his face when she does things that are a little overly sexual, like chewing her lip while she looks him over and touches him, like she's craving it so bad.
but yeah, it doesn't last long, the teasing, not when she'd rather crawl up onto his lap, gripping the high back of the chair with one hand while the other reaches down to guide him into her. she doesn't stop moving until he's bottomed out, makes it easy to tuck her hips against his with a groan, forehead touching his. at first she's curled up on her knees, but she lets her legs drape on either side of him under the arm rests of the chair, pressing herself even closer. and god if that doesn't feel good, just like this. ]
Yeah?
[ maybe she should've asked sooner, but. well. he gave her an idea and she liked it and now she's here. her hips roll forward, her toes barely touching the floor on either side of him, but that's okay. the idea of grinding on him like this is kind of too good to pass up. ]