[Every tiny inch that makes it in at first is like electricity surging through him, and Tartaglia can't help but stare downwards at her as he watches himself slowly disappear into her mouth, even if it hasn't wrapped around him yet. Her tongue is the biggest tease of all, licking the sensitive skin there, preparing his body and mind for what he's expecting to happen next. But it's all shortlived, as she looks up at him with eyes that he wears himself all too often.
Oh.
A challenge.]
A bold statement, I'd like to see you back that up with your- ohh.
[His words are instantly cut off by her lips, his length slowly but surely slipping inside of her mouth, finding himself gasping for a moment to catch his breath. Her moan makes him dizzy, the bobbing of her head clouding his mind. Tartaglia begins to shudder under her ministrations, Yoimiya's tongue sending him down avenues of lust that he hadn't even known existed.
The hand in her hair grips her scalp lightly, still aware of his own strength and unwilling to hurt her in any way as she pleases him, but he has to grab onto something as waves of ecstasy ripple through him from head to toe.]
Archons, Yoimiya, I thought you said you've never done this before...
[His moans increase in volume every time her tongue wraps around and drags across him, her name on his lips. And though he is beginning to drown under her tongue, he's still managing not to finish. She thinks he's going to go down easy, and he's going to prove her wrong.]
...but I'm not even close yet.
[There's the hint of arrogance in that statement, as if he were challenging her to force him to cum against his own will.]
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Oh.
A challenge.]
A bold statement, I'd like to see you back that up with your- ohh.
[His words are instantly cut off by her lips, his length slowly but surely slipping inside of her mouth, finding himself gasping for a moment to catch his breath. Her moan makes him dizzy, the bobbing of her head clouding his mind. Tartaglia begins to shudder under her ministrations, Yoimiya's tongue sending him down avenues of lust that he hadn't even known existed.
The hand in her hair grips her scalp lightly, still aware of his own strength and unwilling to hurt her in any way as she pleases him, but he has to grab onto something as waves of ecstasy ripple through him from head to toe.]
Archons, Yoimiya, I thought you said you've never done this before...
[His moans increase in volume every time her tongue wraps around and drags across him, her name on his lips. And though he is beginning to drown under her tongue, he's still managing not to finish. She thinks he's going to go down easy, and he's going to prove her wrong.]
...but I'm not even close yet.
[There's the hint of arrogance in that statement, as if he were challenging her to force him to cum against his own will.]