[ a part of her almost laughs out loud, reminded of their little unfortunate mishap with spirits. and she almost, almost teases him about the kiss he shared with aether againβ
when he suddenly sits up, his mouth catching her breast, and she lets out a loud, sharp squeal. her spine arches at the sudden movement, their hips grinding at an angle, and her knees squeeze his once more as she tries to stifle any further attempts to unseat her. she knows what he's trying to do, and yet, as much as she wants to stop him and regain the reins in this situation once more
dammitβ
she presses a hand to her mouth to muffle a particularly embarrassing and needy moan, a sharp jolt running down her spine as her nipples stiffen and ache under the attention of his mouth. and every sound he makes travel along her body like a pleasurable vibration.
she hates him so much, lumine thinks as she sends him a withering glare when he finally relents. ]
Has anyone told you how rude you are?
[ but she supposes two can play that game. clasping his hands to keep him from touching her, lumine finally moves, lifting her hips and then lowering them back down with a roll in the most excruciating way possible: slow, teasing, an unhurried grind that will only prolong his agony. ]
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when he suddenly sits up, his mouth catching her breast, and she lets out a loud, sharp squeal. her spine arches at the sudden movement, their hips grinding at an angle, and her knees squeeze his once more as she tries to stifle any further attempts to unseat her. she knows what he's trying to do, and yet, as much as she wants to stop him and regain the reins in this situation once more
dammitβ
she presses a hand to her mouth to muffle a particularly embarrassing and needy moan, a sharp jolt running down her spine as her nipples stiffen and ache under the attention of his mouth. and every sound he makes travel along her body like a pleasurable vibration.
she hates him so much, lumine thinks as she sends him a withering glare when he finally relents. ]
Has anyone told you how rude you are?
[ but she supposes two can play that game. clasping his hands to keep him from touching her, lumine finally moves, lifting her hips and then lowering them back down with a roll in the most excruciating way possible: slow, teasing, an unhurried grind that will only prolong his agony. ]