This situation is far from gentle or sweet, but it makes the way she clings to him that much more precious. He hums against the way she kisses along his temple and jaw, such a contrast to the way their bodies are thrust against one another. When she says his name, though, he can't help the way he kisses her harder. The sounds she makes as she nears orgasm are familiar to him now, and a grin makes its way onto his face. He slides his arms around her, not tight enough to interfere with the spirits but enough to hold her back, moaning as her clenching starts to send heat of a different kind through him.
"Aerith," he gasps between kisses, one hand shifting to squeeze her breast. "Gods I like seeing you like this." There are so many things he wants to do to her, so many memories of things he'd like to do again. The spirits helping is almost the worst tease, because he can't feel what's her or show her what's him, and it's driving him to kiss her harder, hold her where he can.
Her pitch changes and he holds her to him, murmuring her name as her cunt flutters and shifts. Her breathing changes, her gasps intensifying until they reach a place of freezing and her body arches against him. It's only a few moments longer before he's doing the same, cock shuddering as he climaxes, crying out at how good she feels, at how overwhelming the stimulation everywhere else is. Dizziness washes through him and he kisses her, gasping because the spirits aren't letting up, and both their oversensitive bodies are wobbling against the assault.
"We might have to make a run for it," he whispers, moaning as she thrusts against him yet again, slick with his cum sliding down them both.
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Date: 2022-11-25 06:20 pm (UTC)"Aerith," he gasps between kisses, one hand shifting to squeeze her breast. "Gods I like seeing you like this." There are so many things he wants to do to her, so many memories of things he'd like to do again. The spirits helping is almost the worst tease, because he can't feel what's her or show her what's him, and it's driving him to kiss her harder, hold her where he can.
Her pitch changes and he holds her to him, murmuring her name as her cunt flutters and shifts. Her breathing changes, her gasps intensifying until they reach a place of freezing and her body arches against him. It's only a few moments longer before he's doing the same, cock shuddering as he climaxes, crying out at how good she feels, at how overwhelming the stimulation everywhere else is. Dizziness washes through him and he kisses her, gasping because the spirits aren't letting up, and both their oversensitive bodies are wobbling against the assault.
"We might have to make a run for it," he whispers, moaning as she thrusts against him yet again, slick with his cum sliding down them both.