[The sound of her whine has the muscles in his stomach tightening and he bows his head for a moment, fingers stilling on as he simply inhales through his teeth before going back to what he was doing. The curse has his eyebrows coming up though and he lifts his head just as she speaks.
He feels the kick in his gut like a physical impact and lower too.
She looked - amazing like this...
It makes his mouth go dry, makes the air go thick in his lungs and the exhale shakes. And so does his smile. Because -
is there anything better for a male ego in the entire world than Hana Song wanting him to hurry up and take her?
The sound is somewhere between a chuckle, a growl and a groan of feral need as his mouth finds hers again, hungry and needy and feeding. The bow comes loose and he pulls the last belt out of the way. His hand traces down the collar line of her yukata, fingertips ghosting inside the fold over her breast and - ]
oh, God damn. How many layers are you wearing, Hana?
it seemed appropriate
He feels the kick in his gut like a physical impact and lower too.
She looked - amazing like this...
It makes his mouth go dry, makes the air go thick in his lungs and the exhale shakes. And so does his smile. Because -
is there anything better for a male ego in the entire world than Hana Song wanting him to hurry up and take her?
The sound is somewhere between a chuckle, a growl and a groan of feral need as his mouth finds hers again, hungry and needy and feeding. The bow comes loose and he pulls the last belt out of the way. His hand traces down the collar line of her yukata, fingertips ghosting inside the fold over her breast and - ]
oh, God damn. How many layers are you wearing, Hana?