[ Rinne has every sound from Ai committed to memory. When she makes one he hasn't heard before, it's only natural that he'd want to hear it again. So he slides another finger in, teasing her walls as he kisses her clit, tongue laving over it until he can't tell if it's water or spit dribbling down his chin. More of him spills out of her. He means to empty Ai like this, curling his fingers to please her even as she feels less of him inside her. He's sure she doesn't mind. After everything is washed away, he can fill her again. ]
Mm... [ His eyes are closed as he drinks her up. His free hand slowly follows her curves in a loose circuit, his fingertips always just barely brushing the underside of her breast before they settle on her hip. ] Keep talking, Ai.
[ He needs to know how much she loves this. He wants to know how much she loves him. ]
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Mm... [ His eyes are closed as he drinks her up. His free hand slowly follows her curves in a loose circuit, his fingertips always just barely brushing the underside of her breast before they settle on her hip. ] Keep talking, Ai.
[ He needs to know how much she loves this. He wants to know how much she loves him. ]