He sighs happily, before pulling in a deep breath as her fingers stroke over his ribs.
"Like it when you touch me with those hands of yours," he murmurs, still holding eye contact. He is still obviously sated from earlier, but there is an underlying burn of 'want' in his look to her. "Strong, beautiful, delicate hands."
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Date: 2024-03-31 03:26 am (UTC)"Like it when you touch me with those hands of yours," he murmurs, still holding eye contact. He is still obviously sated from earlier, but there is an underlying burn of 'want' in his look to her. "Strong, beautiful, delicate hands."