"Good," he says, voice huskier with want as he kneads her breast, hard length against her. "You deserve to be pampered."
His eyelids flutter shut as she drags her hand down his heat, groaning low for her. And when she gives her answer, he can't help the way he breathes in sharply, hips rolling against her. He turns to nip at her neck, purring into her ear, "No complaints on that directive, my love." It's still a thrill, calling her that, even more so in this context where he's being sought out as something coveted and precious on a day Aerith could, presumably, have anything or anyone she wanted.
"Go sit on the edge of the bed," he says, giving her nipple a pinch before extracting himself to go close the door and lock it. The bass of the music travels up here, and something about it excites him, like that day in the closet.
And when he looks back, she's like an absurd sex goddess surrounded by hungry phalluses. Not that his is far behind.
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Date: 2023-02-22 11:49 pm (UTC)His eyelids flutter shut as she drags her hand down his heat, groaning low for her. And when she gives her answer, he can't help the way he breathes in sharply, hips rolling against her. He turns to nip at her neck, purring into her ear, "No complaints on that directive, my love." It's still a thrill, calling her that, even more so in this context where he's being sought out as something coveted and precious on a day Aerith could, presumably, have anything or anyone she wanted.
"Go sit on the edge of the bed," he says, giving her nipple a pinch before extracting himself to go close the door and lock it. The bass of the music travels up here, and something about it excites him, like that day in the closet.
And when he looks back, she's like an absurd sex goddess surrounded by hungry phalluses. Not that his is far behind.