"Later," he promises, with a brief nod, a light in his eyes.
He forces himself to hold her gaze for long stretches (as long as he can manage, though there are points throughout where he has to break the contact, look away to the stars and focus his mind elsewhere) while she pleasures him by stroking her hands over his feathers and skin. He is reading her expressions, the delight that flickers through her eyes when she hits a particularly 'good' spot on his body, the pleasure that crosses her lips as she moans when he squirms beneath her.
She is building him slowly towards ecstasy, just as she promised - even if this is not the wild and frantic vision he had played out in his mind when she first mentioned it, it is perhaps even better. Because this he can savor, relishing in the connection, the hold and grip she has on him.
"Kreyu," he breathes, dropping his head back, shoulders pressing firmly to the blanket beneath them. "Please...please don't stop." His hips are already begging beneath her, subtly rocking against her. Wanting more, needing more.
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Date: 2024-04-10 01:58 am (UTC)He forces himself to hold her gaze for long stretches (as long as he can manage, though there are points throughout where he has to break the contact, look away to the stars and focus his mind elsewhere) while she pleasures him by stroking her hands over his feathers and skin. He is reading her expressions, the delight that flickers through her eyes when she hits a particularly 'good' spot on his body, the pleasure that crosses her lips as she moans when he squirms beneath her.
She is building him slowly towards ecstasy, just as she promised - even if this is not the wild and frantic vision he had played out in his mind when she first mentioned it, it is perhaps even better. Because this he can savor, relishing in the connection, the hold and grip she has on him.
"Kreyu," he breathes, dropping his head back, shoulders pressing firmly to the blanket beneath them. "Please...please don't stop." His hips are already begging beneath her, subtly rocking against her. Wanting more, needing more.