[ It's a little easier when he's kissing her - when she can pour all her moans and her whines and every huff of breath into his mouth and she doesn't have to hear for herself all those terribly needy noises she's making. She's in such a state that she turns the kiss clumsy and messy in her desperation to return it but even then, there's no way to miss the pure adoration and longing in it... even if nothing about this situation can really be called pure.
Again, she falls apart, her hips twitching and her thighs shaking and squeezing tight - her whole body twitches and squeezes tight. It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing that she's this sensitive, this quick to come, that she's this much of a mess, but is it any surprise when he's so relentless? She cries out into the kiss, just a broken whine of his name and something that might be the word "love," but at this point, she can barely even make any words at all.
Twice in the bath as it is. Too many times to count back in their bed. Just how many times does she have to come apart before he'll have a little mercy on her...?! ]
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Again, she falls apart, her hips twitching and her thighs shaking and squeezing tight - her whole body twitches and squeezes tight. It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing that she's this sensitive, this quick to come, that she's this much of a mess, but is it any surprise when he's so relentless? She cries out into the kiss, just a broken whine of his name and something that might be the word "love," but at this point, she can barely even make any words at all.
Twice in the bath as it is. Too many times to count back in their bed. Just how many times does she have to come apart before he'll have a little mercy on her...?! ]