[ the laughter that leaves her lips is stuttered, pleasure coursing through her veins like slow poison when he tries to move inside of her. but again, lumine's quick to stifle any further movements, shifting her weight to her settle fully on top of him. even coaxing his hands off of her hips, pressing their palms and tangling their fingers together.
he can make this so much easier for himself, but it's clear that he's trying to see who gets to win this game of chicken. even if it's just as clear in his eyes that he's slowly losing, frustration building within him.
it's not too long, probably. not with how pent-up he looks. not with every attempt to generate any kind of sensual friction between the both of them, each twitch of him inside of her sending an explosion of nerves down her spine. but she likes him enough that she'll persevere. ]
Mm, why don't you guess? [ a corner of her lips quirks to another smug smile. ] Master Ajax.
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he can make this so much easier for himself, but it's clear that he's trying to see who gets to win this game of chicken. even if it's just as clear in his eyes that he's slowly losing, frustration building within him.
it's not too long, probably. not with how pent-up he looks. not with every attempt to generate any kind of sensual friction between the both of them, each twitch of him inside of her sending an explosion of nerves down her spine. but she likes him enough that she'll persevere. ]
Mm, why don't you guess? [ a corner of her lips quirks to another smug smile. ] Master Ajax.