( Maybe there's something to be said for occasionally muffling yourself. Such as how damn good it feels when Shin does that. That hand on her thigh steadies her but also invites her to sink towards him a little more, her heel catching on one of the drawer knobs on the base unit and using it as added leverage. )
Fuck—
( Her voice is low, a husky groan which rolls deep in the base of her throat as her fingers slowly thread through his spikes, her thumb and forefinger rolling her hardened nipple between them and only adding to the volume of the noises she answers his movements with.
He's probably distracting her more than she's distracting him, now, but damn she isn't going to complain. How could she possibly? )
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Date: 2022-07-24 05:00 pm (UTC)Fuck—
( Her voice is low, a husky groan which rolls deep in the base of her throat as her fingers slowly thread through his spikes, her thumb and forefinger rolling her hardened nipple between them and only adding to the volume of the noises she answers his movements with.
He's probably distracting her more than she's distracting him, now, but damn she isn't going to complain. How could she possibly? )