( Oh, she knows. Believe her, she knows well what he wants to do, and that's exactly why those hands are kept in place by restraints. It does the job better than simply pinning his hands down. Hers remain free, the finger inside him very gradually shifting when he mutters something that sounds like it couldn't quite manage to be a word. She rubs another against the softest parts of skin there, no intention of hurrying her way through this or adding more to such a new sensation.
Not yet.
The languid, soft curl of her finger in and out, coming to the edge and carefully pressing back in is equal parts safety and simple teasing, waiting out his reactions. Her lips take over the job her hands were doing only moments ago, kisses placed on the inside of his thighs; teeth nip softly at sensitive skin, far more delicate than they were down his chest.
Right now, she can't even remember what she thought could possibly be more important than this. )
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Date: 2018-06-22 11:18 pm (UTC)Not yet.
The languid, soft curl of her finger in and out, coming to the edge and carefully pressing back in is equal parts safety and simple teasing, waiting out his reactions. Her lips take over the job her hands were doing only moments ago, kisses placed on the inside of his thighs; teeth nip softly at sensitive skin, far more delicate than they were down his chest.
Right now, she can't even remember what she thought could possibly be more important than this. )