Skellig rewards her efforts with several other near-breathless cries, his voice nearly pleading at some points for her to keep doing what she is doing...which she does not.
He does not hesitate to growl playfully in 'frustration' as she backs off, even though he knows what she is wanting to do to him - and he also wants to make this last, let this wave of pleasure cascade over him for longer. He gets it, he truly does. But that does not mean that all the parts of his brain have to agree with it.
His muscles are well-defined in his legs, and he appreciates the attention they get - even before arriving in the desert, wandering on foot, most all of his travel has been under his own power. When one does not drive, and one cannot simply step sideways between worlds, or he has been unable to fly...he walks.
Sometimes, he just walks for the sake of it.
"I deserve this," he mutters, knowingly, as she flicks her tongue across his skin. "I cannot blame you for it."
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He does not hesitate to growl playfully in 'frustration' as she backs off, even though he knows what she is wanting to do to him - and he also wants to make this last, let this wave of pleasure cascade over him for longer. He gets it, he truly does. But that does not mean that all the parts of his brain have to agree with it.
His muscles are well-defined in his legs, and he appreciates the attention they get - even before arriving in the desert, wandering on foot, most all of his travel has been under his own power. When one does not drive, and one cannot simply step sideways between worlds, or he has been unable to fly...he walks.
Sometimes, he just walks for the sake of it.
"I deserve this," he mutters, knowingly, as she flicks her tongue across his skin. "I cannot blame you for it."