Between a full afternoon of making out, and then this last round of working his mouth and hands over her body (while she has been driving him slowly crazy with her touch, her hands in his wings), Skellig is already quite aroused himself, but so far has managed to 'contain' his desires.
But then--
She whispers in his ear, low and sultry. Her breath hot on his neck.
And she presses her fingers into THOSE spots. Together.
The blue streak he curses is loud; words falling from his mouth rapid-fire, voice breathless, and most likely spoken in a few different languages. His grip on his self-control falters and he buries his face in her shoulder, whimpering (or is it a yelp? he's not in any pain, but it's up for debate) loudly as his hips and cock involuntarily press against her thigh, his orgasm hitting him completely unexpectedly. Every muscle in his body shakes, down to the core of him.
That was not at all part of his plan.
(He's not even sure if there was a plan, anymore. Or if he even exists, anymore.)
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Date: 2024-03-31 12:10 am (UTC)But then--
She whispers in his ear, low and sultry.
Her breath hot on his neck.
And she presses her fingers into THOSE spots.
Together.
The blue streak he curses is loud; words falling from his mouth rapid-fire, voice breathless, and most likely spoken in a few different languages. His grip on his self-control falters and he buries his face in her shoulder, whimpering (or is it a yelp? he's not in any pain, but it's up for debate) loudly as his hips and cock involuntarily press against her thigh, his orgasm hitting him completely unexpectedly. Every muscle in his body shakes, down to the core of him.
That was not at all part of his plan.
(He's not even sure if there was a plan, anymore.
Or if he even exists, anymore.)
He's gonna need a minute.