[It's too bad, he thinks, she'd make a wonderful addition to the family, though in what way is the thing he's still trying to decide.
Her nails on his scalp makes him whine softly, an involuntary response that almost makes him lose his composure to give in and kiss her. It also confirms that her touch, her charms are working perfectly on him, and that fog that envelops his thoughts has only grown thicker as she imposes her will onto him.]
When you put it like that...
[He allows his hand to slip down into the waistband of the shorts he's let her borrow, his hand gripping into one of the cheeks, fingertips pressing into the supple skin there. His mouth still rests against hers, not daring to move in, but it's so difficult now that he's sure he'll break soon. So unfair, when did he get so weak to her...]
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Her nails on his scalp makes him whine softly, an involuntary response that almost makes him lose his composure to give in and kiss her. It also confirms that her touch, her charms are working perfectly on him, and that fog that envelops his thoughts has only grown thicker as she imposes her will onto him.]
When you put it like that...
[He allows his hand to slip down into the waistband of the shorts he's let her borrow, his hand gripping into one of the cheeks, fingertips pressing into the supple skin there. His mouth still rests against hers, not daring to move in, but it's so difficult now that he's sure he'll break soon. So unfair, when did he get so weak to her...]