Her appetite is one thing - but his is another. (Is it doubled, due to the effects of the moly, or whatever else he's had tonight? He can't tell for certain, and honestly... he doesn't seem to really care.) He wants her. He wants ALL of her, to claim her as his own.
"Don't want to take your breath away," he says, as he moves his attention back up to her throat, her jawline. "Thought about kissing you, letting my tongue wrestle with yours..."
And oh, would she want that! He knows it is something they both enjoy. "But had a better idea..." He keeps talking, kissing at her cheek, as his other self repositions himself between her legs. "Always wanted to know what your face looks like when I duck my head to taste you," he murmurs playfully, bringing his gaze to meet hers. "That first moment when I start to bring you pleasure..."
(Which, as if on cue - there will be no words from his 'other' self for awhile, as he ducks his head and gently teases her arousal with his mouth and tongue.)
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Date: 2025-01-07 02:52 am (UTC)"Don't want to take your breath away," he says, as he moves his attention back up to her throat, her jawline. "Thought about kissing you, letting my tongue wrestle with yours..."
And oh, would she want that! He knows it is something they both enjoy. "But had a better idea..." He keeps talking, kissing at her cheek, as his other self repositions himself between her legs. "Always wanted to know what your face looks like when I duck my head to taste you," he murmurs playfully, bringing his gaze to meet hers. "That first moment when I start to bring you pleasure..."
(Which, as if on cue - there will be no words from his 'other' self for awhile, as he ducks his head and gently teases her arousal with his mouth and tongue.)