[ He doesn't stop. How could he ever stop? Here they are, two individuals hilariously terrible at handling their own feelings, who have said to themselves over and over that it can never get this far... but it was always inevitable, and once it got to that point, neither of them could stop any longer.
She's a like bunny being devoured by a predator... it's ironic, then, that the creature devouring her is an insect rather than a wolf. ]
Ai...
[ He doesn't let up, his bite remains just as ruthless as ever, intent on leaving her chest just as marked as her stomach. One near her collarbone, another directly on her chest, another on the other side, and so on and so on...
...and in response to the neediness in her voice, his hand reaches that place between her legs, his fingers push the black cloth to the side in order to expose her entrance... and his pale digits prod at her entrance. ]
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She's a like bunny being devoured by a predator... it's ironic, then, that the creature devouring her is an insect rather than a wolf. ]
Ai...
[ He doesn't let up, his bite remains just as ruthless as ever, intent on leaving her chest just as marked as her stomach. One near her collarbone, another directly on her chest, another on the other side, and so on and so on...
...and in response to the neediness in her voice, his hand reaches that place between her legs, his fingers push the black cloth to the side in order to expose her entrance... and his pale digits prod at her entrance. ]