The burst of speed his thumb puts on as it rubs her clit is intense enough that her back arches of its own accord, the hand on his cock stilling as the sudden rush of feeling bowls her over, pushing her toward an edge she wasn't sure she was really going to be able to get to. Uttering another soft cry she can feel the way her body begins to tense, tightening around his fingers slowly as he thrusts them into her.
"Tell me how to help you," she whispers insistently, turning the question around on him. The hand wrapped around his length moves up, massaging the head of him a little more insistently, trying to urge him along as he did to her. "Do you like it when I make noise?" Everything is so tense and strange she can't be sure, and she doesn't especially feel like she should be acting like she's enjoying herself when she isn't exactly, but she'll let her resistance slide a little more if it helps him get there.
"Not like this," she agrees in a ragged whisper. Squeezing her eyes closed as she curves her palm over the head of his cock, stroking and teasing at it, Aerith turns her head to press her face against his shoulder, moaning softly, unable to stop herself.
"Don't stop, you're going to make me come," her voice tightens with every word, the hand on his cock growing more urgent as she guides him closer, pressing his shaft against her thigh. "Come for me servant,
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Date: 2022-11-08 04:29 am (UTC)"Tell me how to help you," she whispers insistently, turning the question around on him. The hand wrapped around his length moves up, massaging the head of him a little more insistently, trying to urge him along as he did to her. "Do you like it when I make noise?" Everything is so tense and strange she can't be sure, and she doesn't especially feel like she should be acting like she's enjoying herself when she isn't exactly, but she'll let her resistance slide a little more if it helps him get there.
"Not like this," she agrees in a ragged whisper. Squeezing her eyes closed as she curves her palm over the head of his cock, stroking and teasing at it, Aerith turns her head to press her face against his shoulder, moaning softly, unable to stop herself.
"Don't stop, you're going to make me come," her voice tightens with every word, the hand on his cock growing more urgent as she guides him closer, pressing his shaft against her thigh. "Come for me servant,