[It does kind of look funny for him to disappear under her skirt, and for a moment, she almost wishes she'd gotten him to take it off -- or that she'd just done it herself. Too late now, though, and honestly? Something about not being able to see, only feel, is making it feel so much more intense.
Or maybe it's just that it's been a while. Soft noises punctuate the air with each exhale and kiss until she holds her breath with anticipation at the feeling of his own so close against sensitive skin. When he goes in, its sudden enough that she doesn't make a sound at all at first, her back arching a little against the bed as her head falls, muscles tensing beneath his lips.
After a few seconds, she remembers to relax and breathe, little gasping whines escaping between her lips before she manages a,] Yeah, like that, c'mon, [as her ankles tighten behind him as if to pull him in impossibly closer.]
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Or maybe it's just that it's been a while. Soft noises punctuate the air with each exhale and kiss until she holds her breath with anticipation at the feeling of his own so close against sensitive skin. When he goes in, its sudden enough that she doesn't make a sound at all at first, her back arching a little against the bed as her head falls, muscles tensing beneath his lips.
After a few seconds, she remembers to relax and breathe, little gasping whines escaping between her lips before she manages a,] Yeah, like that, c'mon, [as her ankles tighten behind him as if to pull him in impossibly closer.]