[He may be in charge of this on the surface, but he knows that letting her take the lead in arching and shuddering her way through her own orgasm is by far the best way, and so he doesn't resist when she keeps his hand still, or when she pulls it away. If the little growls she's been making (it's an endearing sound, now that he's heard it a few times) are any sign, it's an excellent strategy, and one he intends to put into practice in the future.
He'd felt that, the quick pulses as he'd curled his fingers inside her, and while it's not enough to satisfy him, he's more than happy to sit back and watch her clever tongue lap up the slick juices coating his hand. That's an enjoyable sight on its own, and another little piece of his rapidly dwindling resolve crumbles. Should he put a stop to this? Maybe. But is he going to? No. He really isn't.
The fingers of his other hand brush lightly against the back of her neck, scraping just a bit with his nails, almost soothing, as if she'd need it to help her come back down after that.] Well. That, I could watch again.
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He'd felt that, the quick pulses as he'd curled his fingers inside her, and while it's not enough to satisfy him, he's more than happy to sit back and watch her clever tongue lap up the slick juices coating his hand. That's an enjoyable sight on its own, and another little piece of his rapidly dwindling resolve crumbles. Should he put a stop to this? Maybe. But is he going to? No. He really isn't.
The fingers of his other hand brush lightly against the back of her neck, scraping just a bit with his nails, almost soothing, as if she'd need it to help her come back down after that.] Well. That, I could watch again.