[He loves this, the little twitches he feels, first as if moving away from the sensation, then tilting towards him for more. He revels in the gasp, and almost wishes he wasn't completely covered - next time, he may just guide her hands to his hair. He'd rather she find purchase on him instead of the furniture.
So he teases her still for a second more, a lesson after a lesson. Suckles on the flushed flesh there, rakes his teeth along the labia, chases them with his tongue to soften the blow.
Once he figures out an angle she keeps returning to, a hand comes around her thigh to steady her there, and he presses his thumb on that bundle of nerves in soft, slow circles first, burrowing his nose next to it as he tries to curl his tongue inside her to drink from the source.]
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So he teases her still for a second more, a lesson after a lesson. Suckles on the flushed flesh there, rakes his teeth along the labia, chases them with his tongue to soften the blow.
Once he figures out an angle she keeps returning to, a hand comes around her thigh to steady her there, and he presses his thumb on that bundle of nerves in soft, slow circles first, burrowing his nose next to it as he tries to curl his tongue inside her to drink from the source.]