For a moment, the hand in his hair makes him think of that afternoon in the field and his breath catches. He hasn't let himself think about it too much, but it creeps in more often than he'd admit.
His mind snaps back when something presses onto his hand, causing him to dig his fingers more deeply into her ass. He sees her shudder a breath before something slides down his ass and under his balls, yelping slightly, though not unpleasantly.
It would seem she has the advantage, knowing how this works, though he's historically more patient. A fair match, all said.
It's seeing her gasp with no idea what caused it that really gets him.
She bids him good luck and he takes up on the side opposite of her, leaning on the seating area at an angle he knows is good, one knee propped up. "You could just forfeit," he suggests. "Come kneel for me and take my cock in your mouth -- I know how much you enjoy that." As he says it, he runs a hand slowly down his already hard length -- gods he really let her lead him around outside like that -- before lifting the fingers of his other hand to suck on them slowly. However, the seductiveness of this is called into question as the spirits clench down on his hand, dragging it down his length with more force than he was ready for, turning his hum into a moan. They aren't leaving her out of the fun, something plowing cool air against Aerith's opening as she settles in.
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Date: 2022-11-23 02:47 am (UTC)His mind snaps back when something presses onto his hand, causing him to dig his fingers more deeply into her ass. He sees her shudder a breath before something slides down his ass and under his balls, yelping slightly, though not unpleasantly.
It would seem she has the advantage, knowing how this works, though he's historically more patient. A fair match, all said.
It's seeing her gasp with no idea what caused it that really gets him.
She bids him good luck and he takes up on the side opposite of her, leaning on the seating area at an angle he knows is good, one knee propped up. "You could just forfeit," he suggests. "Come kneel for me and take my cock in your mouth -- I know how much you enjoy that." As he says it, he runs a hand slowly down his already hard length -- gods he really let her lead him around outside like that -- before lifting the fingers of his other hand to suck on them slowly. However, the seductiveness of this is called into question as the spirits clench down on his hand, dragging it down his length with more force than he was ready for, turning his hum into a moan. They aren't leaving her out of the fun, something plowing cool air against Aerith's opening as she settles in.