(no, no, he's very very distracted, actually. all his mouth and fingers do an ode to what makes her breath hitch, whatever that pulls sounds from her being repeated and intensified with every flick of his tongue, every thrust of his fingers.
the hand on his thigh only drops it to grip on her hip, instructing her to roll them against his tongue - a trick that should bring her closer to heaven as his fingers leave her, tongue rolling vertically as to taste his work.)
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Date: 2022-07-24 05:11 pm (UTC)the hand on his thigh only drops it to grip on her hip, instructing her to roll them against his tongue - a trick that should bring her closer to heaven as his fingers leave her, tongue rolling vertically as to taste his work.)