[ Reciprocating the laugh, low and heady, warm against Ea's stomach. Not actually playing at being coy, since he's no good at anything beyond saying exactly what's on his mind. Someone needs to install a mental sieve in his skull. ]
It's like the first time, every time I do it.
[ Love-drunk. He well and truly believes it, though, which is the stupid thing: he could do this every night for the rest of eternity, and he'll feel the same thrill as the first time she let him snake between her legs. ]
[ She sinks her fingers into his hair and pulls, to direct his gaze up to her face, so she can meet those eerie, beloved, storm cloud eyes. ]
Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:21 am (UTC)[ Reciprocating the laugh, low and heady, warm against Ea's stomach. Not actually playing at being coy, since he's no good at anything beyond saying exactly what's on his mind. Someone needs to install a mental sieve in his skull. ]
It's like the first time, every time I do it.
[ Love-drunk. He well and truly believes it, though, which is the stupid thing: he could do this every night for the rest of eternity, and he'll feel the same thrill as the first time she let him snake between her legs. ]
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Date: 2024-08-26 09:31 am (UTC)Come up here. I want to kiss you while you taste like my pussy.
[ Speaking of needing a mental sieve! She doesn't even bother to blush from it. She just needs his mouth on hers, his hips pressing her down, his broad shoulders acting like a wall that she can grab onto. ]