relentless is the perfect word for it. feeling lup’s immediate satisfaction and then, not a moment later suddenly feeling the heat of her mouth encasing him near fully - he groans, this time, the noise unblocked and unbidden, emotions flaring up into pleased, wanting arousal. His hips twitch upwards right into her grip, and he finds no purchase or ability to move (he could, probably, if he really wanted to, but right now, his full trust is in lup’s hands. his precious control, for the moment handed over.)
another noise joins the first, low and wanting. he takes a sharp breath, arching up at his back where his hips can’t move, and curls his fingers tighter, giving a pull as if he can try and tug himself closer. that, and it’s an automatic share of satisfaction, though the tumbling coaster of desire he’s going through at the moment seems to be a much better indicator. he’s not quite at no thinking, but, it’s at least drifting that way. ]
she's also impatient, which is why after a couple of moments she's pressing a second finger inside him to join the first, moving up to suck gently at the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around him and along the slit, and then back down. when he arches, there's a sharp spike of pleasure that thrills through her, a bit of smugness, a bit of satisfaction at the fact that she's getting these reactions out of him.
his precious control - she knows what it means, and even though she's smug, there's a softness underneath all of it. he trusts her and she holds onto that tightly, for now and for later. carefully, she warms herself up, her fingers slick and easy as she can make it, rocking and pressing.]
[ gu yun isn't usually noisy at all - the only exception was maybe last week, and even then, it's only because he couldn't hear what he sounded like. but, he's already experienced the intensity of an indulgence this week, and it's a little harder to manage than gu yun ever really anticipated. he probably shouldn't be surprised that trying something new with lup is just as wild.
his hips twitch up with the rhythm that's being built here, as much as he can as she's holding him down, up into her mouth, into the curl of her fingertips. it slides from a little intrusive and uncomfortable to something much more pleasurable, friction starting to build up as her hands, literally, get warmer. that much gets a soft hiss out of him of realization, and he manages a breathless half laugh of, ] Hell, Lup - [ because of course, why not. why not take advantage of firepower for something like that!
it comes with a pleased tug of her hair, too, and a few more of those unbidden, quiet sounds, not quite desperate, but definitely wanting, cheek turning into the pillow under his head, eyes fluttering shut. ]
[a spike of amusement flickers through her, but she doesn't say anything because her mouth is full, and she's polite.
she can feel the moment that it starts to build from something uncomfortable to something good, and that's - really useful, actually? it's good to know that she's not working off of body language alone. he pulls her hair, and she sighs out a noise, a hum of a sound that definitely gives him a bit of vibration to go with the way she presses a little deeper inside him, stretching him gently with warm fingers. hair tugging is definitely something she's into - the tactile part of her buzzes with the tug, her ear flicking.
and actually she has to pause for just a moment, absently licking at him as she watches his cheek turn to the side. it's a good look, and the wave of want that hits her is heavy and hot, and most of all, impatient. she lets go of his hip.]
well, she's at least nice enough to let go. instinct kicks in immediately, combined with the hum and the pleasant vibration of her voice against his sensitive skin; gu yun's hips jerk pretty much immediately, burying his hands tighter in her hair and hissing out a swear as she pulls off and he presses up into those magic, warm fingers, seeking out more. this isn't unfamiliar, and by now he's more than used to the process, and the way it practically put stars in his eyes when the angle of it is just right. his emotions are just as responsive, desire feeding on desire as he takes a hitching breath and turns his face into the pillows a little further, cheeks flushed, mouth open.
it's not quite thrashing, but lup's impatience butts up against his own, and it makes it so much easier to just let go a little, to push up into that want want want, edging dangerously towards take take take. ]
wow, though, the sight of him. the way he almost writhes, the way his pleasure comes in bursts and pangs - she's feeling it in stereo, and it makes her shiver. she almost wants to make him come like this, see the way he looks completely undone over and over, but she behaves herself for now. she's got a mission, and she intends to follow through on it. besides, she's about ready to lose her mind here from not being touched.
take take take. she stretches him a bit more for good measure, sucking lightly, and then finally pulls back entirely, fingers slipping out of him. the room is warm with how overheated she is, and for a moment she just watches him with a hungry look.
and then she shifts backwards to grab her things. a harness, and a purple dildo because she thinks she's funny. she settles between his legs so she can put it on, though she glances at him with a ping of amusement. he's welcome to help her or he can just, you know, watch her, she likes both.]
[ that feels good, really good - and there's a definitely feeling of loss when lup pulls away. gu yun exhales, his chest shuddering with the motion, and tilts his head over to look at her again, eyes dark, hair completely wrecked out of it's low ponytail, red from his cheeks down in splotches to his neck. the anticipation crests and leaves him wanting, and he makes a grab for his composure to try and say something.
... but that doesn't last long, because he glances down and all of the words in his mouth just pretty much die immediately and that hot ache of want doesn't go away - but his entire face does turn red and he wheezes a laugh, reaching up to put his forearm over his eyes.
however, emotionally, there's absolutely no rejection - that thread of want remains, even as it is joined by a brief moment of hysteria and "oh this is really happening oh what is that what the hell have i gotten myself into" but that's mostly because he's just an embarrassed, giant baby. ]
[it makes her laugh, but it's sweet. it's not meant to make fun of him, she's just utterly, thoroughly tickled by the sensation of aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that she's getting from him. she doesn't waste a whole lot of time putting the harness on - she's pretty good at it? wow.
and then she leans over him so she can kiss him on the nose, and then the cheek, and then the lips. affection and want rolls off her in waves.]
Stop. [ he mutters, cheeks pinkening even further underneath his arm. he lifts it when she comes closer, though, feeling the warmth off of her come closer, and allows the little kisses, turning his face up into it.
...and the feelings too, warm and affectionate. those feed back in their own way, too, creating a loop, though it's got a healthy sprinkling of embarrassment on top. his ears are bright red.
after a moment, he presses another kiss to her mouth, though, soft and sweet. the want is still there, too, coursing underneath it all, and he shifts on the bed a bit, anticipation more physical than emotional. ]
[she sighs, pleased, and meets that kiss with one of her own. it's soft and sweet to match, but she eventually coaxes his mouth open and deepens it, relaxed. her fingers drag down his chest and rest on his hip, stroking the skin there.]
Mm. [she rumbles, pulling back just enough to speak against his mouth.] Ready?
[ im glad i was like maybe i shouldnt backtag this i hope i dont overwhelm her and then got a tag back heh
the coaxing brings back that sort of anticipatory hum - the kiss itself is deep and slow, and only succeeds in making everything feel sticky warm and wanting. gu yun will never beg (he is far to suiting for his aspect for it) but there's a twinge in his emotional feedback that is complaining a little at the loss and reaching back out for it with a shade of almost pleading, as his body naturally rises a little into the slow stroke of her hand down his body, asking without asking. he has to take a second to steady himself, eyes shut when lup pulls back the barest bit, trying to force his emotions back into some semblance of control so he can be smooth.
emotion share does, a little bit, ruin the effect of his low, purred repetition of - ] Fuck me. [ but, at least there's no confusion as to whether he wants it or not. ]
asking without asking - she feels it, and it makes her shiver, sends a wave of heat through her. there's something to be said about knowing someone wants you, knowing that they can't stop themselves from trying to get whatever touch you give them. she steals one more kiss, and then shifts, nudging his thighs apart properly.
it takes just a second for her to shift, to rearrange her position long enough to slick the dildo, which she does in a pretty business-like manner. she's not super interested in drawing out this part, since she's impatient and doesn't get much out of it. she does warm it up, though, because he's spoiled. but once she's satisfied, she pushes his leg up just a little to get a better angle, and curls over him as she starts to press inside him.]
[ he really is spoiled, actually, this is terrible
as someone who generally prides himself on playing it perfectly cool 99% of the time (with the occasional slip up - see, the minute someone starts crying) emotion share has been sort of a strange effect for gu yun. he usually tends to muffle himself and his reactions, for one of a million different reasons, but even without the share, it's difficult to keep everything back at the very first press. his head tilts back into the pillows, mouth falling open and eyes nearly rolling back before they flutter shut, and that feeling of cresting, wanting anticipation tips downwards into a low push of hazy pleasure, sending warmth into his veins and across that feedback connection.
it takes some getting used to, bigger than her fingers; gu yun shuts his mouth again and bites his lower lip, hard, hands dropping into the sheets and curling the fabric up between his knuckles, back arching. the pressure's good, though, and as she pushes forward, his hips come up, up, a rare impatience. drawing on lup's, from the emotions being shared between them, likely, he reaches up and catches the back of her neck to pull her down towards him for a kiss, partially trying to smother some of that reaction and partially because he just needs one, needs to get out some of that wanting, wanting energy, needs to do something in this situation. it's messy and open mouthed from the get go, powered by the desire to get moving and give into that heady sensation of full, wanting pleasure, hissing a muffled ] Fuck.
[god, she's really never going to be able to fuck again without emotionshare, this makes it so much more intense.
he wants, and it rises up in her and has her gasping. she isn't expecting the kiss, but she feeds into it eagerly, just as messy, breathless and clumsy. he arches up and she just - doesn't stop? she doesn't stop, meeting the way his hips lift into hers, dragging forward until she's fully pressed inside him to the hilt. she does pause then, just to let him adjust, but she can't help herself; she grinds her hips just a little, enough to get friction on her side.
the fuck gets a full-bodied shiver. she breaks the kiss long enough to murmur something against his jaw, something that almost sounds like good boy. she smears bites and kisses against his jaw and then comes back to his mouth, biting his lip. more kiss. she wants more kiss, before she moves.]
[ good - the sudden desire is overwhelming, and lup's impatience is a boon, here. he shoves a heel into the bed to try and get some purchase, expression going slack when lup bottoms out entirely. his hands release from the covers, and midway up her back, twitch and grab on when she grinds into him like that. even if it's only a little, the sudden friction earns lup an immediate, hissed inhale and a jolt of pleasure that sparks between them. his nails aren't particularly sharp, so it's not quite enough to leave a mark, but he has to pause in his quest, tilting his head into those kisses and bites, before he's able to get his hands up and into her hair, soft as liquid silk.
gu yun's already tugging her in when she makes it back to his mouth. he makes a noise, wanting, trying to hold still and not at the same time. even if he's not used to it yet, he doesn't really care - the sharp edge of pain is nothing he isn't used to, and it's much more worth the pleasure that comes after, anyhow. his hips twitch up into hers, still strong even like this, and he kisses her again, a firmer press colored with the emotional weight of his desire, with lup's, all combined together into one heady, desperate - ] Go, go.
[oh, it is something else to be in control like this. his fingers judder up to hold at her back and a fierce sort of possessiveness, an urge to mark and make hers. her breath leaves her in a harsh pant, her fingers digging into his thighs, not sharp enough to break the skin but enough to leave bruises. she meets his kiss, hot and deep, pressing her hips right up against his and continuing that grinding movement, just for a moment.
and then he urges her on, and she lets out a low noise, something almost dragged out of her, before she does exactly that. she cannot keep up the kiss and move at the same time, not quite coordinated enough for it, but it's easy to pull his leg up to wrap around her waist so she can start a quick, just on the edge of rough pace.]
[ now if i backtag this you can use your lup journal! yay
it's hard to focus on almost anything besides wanting more at the moment, all of those sensations feeding into each other. there's the bite of her fingers into his muscles, the way the kiss just unravels heat down his spine, the press and ache of the toy. the grind feels good, and he can't resist the urge to push back into it, hips arching up and off of the bed to try and get more. he makes a soft noise into the kiss, muffled, nips at her lower lip as the impatience builds with the anticipation -
and that crests over when she moves. the first one gets a gasp out of him - gu yun's head shifts away from her mouth and he briefly drops it against her shoulder, biting down at the first thrust as it draws pleasure through his veins. he arches into it, wanting, wanting, grabbing hands at her back and clawing down on a rougher thrust. it's enough to draw a low, pleased noise out of him, a rattled groan from his chest when he pulls his head back again, unusually noisy thanks to that emotional feed between them. all lup will feel is how good it is, the way even someone so unshakable is pulled apart breathless by want, just giving off yesyesyesmore. ]
she really cannot get over how much his noises are making her feel. smug, a little, but mostly needy, determined to get more. she's glad he breaks the kiss for the moment, because she needs to breathe, turning her head to bury her face against his hair. it makes her panting come right up against his ear, but she doesn't think he'll mind. just one more thing to work him up.
with a shudder, she keeps that quick pace for just a moment, grinding at the end of each thrust, her own noise quiet and breathy. for now, anyway. the only reason she's any amount of quiet is because she's getting to hear his noise, his groan shooting heat down her spine and curling insistently in her gut. she feels how good it is for him, and in return he gets the pulse of yes, yours when his nails drag down her back, the pulse of yes, mine when she shifts to bite, sucking hickies against his neck.
there's not a lot of sensation she's getting here, but it doesn't really matter. she's not as interested in that as she is making him fall apart. she can figure it out later - right now, she wants to watch and feel him unravel as she moves, slowing down just a little to make him feel every inch.]
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relentless is the perfect word for it. feeling lup’s immediate satisfaction and then, not a moment later suddenly feeling the heat of her mouth encasing him near fully - he groans, this time, the noise unblocked and unbidden, emotions flaring up into pleased, wanting arousal. His hips twitch upwards right into her grip, and he finds no purchase or ability to move (he could, probably, if he really wanted to, but right now, his full trust is in lup’s hands. his precious control, for the moment handed over.)
another noise joins the first, low and wanting. he takes a sharp breath, arching up at his back where his hips can’t move, and curls his fingers tighter, giving a pull as if he can try and tug himself closer. that, and it’s an automatic share of satisfaction, though the tumbling coaster of desire he’s going through at the moment seems to be a much better indicator. he’s not quite at no thinking, but, it’s at least drifting that way. ]
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she's also impatient, which is why after a couple of moments she's pressing a second finger inside him to join the first, moving up to suck gently at the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around him and along the slit, and then back down. when he arches, there's a sharp spike of pleasure that thrills through her, a bit of smugness, a bit of satisfaction at the fact that she's getting these reactions out of him.
his precious control - she knows what it means, and even though she's smug, there's a softness underneath all of it. he trusts her and she holds onto that tightly, for now and for later. carefully, she warms herself up, her fingers slick and easy as she can make it, rocking and pressing.]
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his hips twitch up with the rhythm that's being built here, as much as he can as she's holding him down, up into her mouth, into the curl of her fingertips. it slides from a little intrusive and uncomfortable to something much more pleasurable, friction starting to build up as her hands, literally, get warmer. that much gets a soft hiss out of him of realization, and he manages a breathless half laugh of, ] Hell, Lup - [ because of course, why not. why not take advantage of firepower for something like that!
it comes with a pleased tug of her hair, too, and a few more of those unbidden, quiet sounds, not quite desperate, but definitely wanting, cheek turning into the pillow under his head, eyes fluttering shut. ]
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she can feel the moment that it starts to build from something uncomfortable to something good, and that's - really useful, actually? it's good to know that she's not working off of body language alone. he pulls her hair, and she sighs out a noise, a hum of a sound that definitely gives him a bit of vibration to go with the way she presses a little deeper inside him, stretching him gently with warm fingers. hair tugging is definitely something she's into - the tactile part of her buzzes with the tug, her ear flicking.
and actually she has to pause for just a moment, absently licking at him as she watches his cheek turn to the side. it's a good look, and the wave of want that hits her is heavy and hot, and most of all, impatient. she lets go of his hip.]
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well, she's at least nice enough to let go. instinct kicks in immediately, combined with the hum and the pleasant vibration of her voice against his sensitive skin; gu yun's hips jerk pretty much immediately, burying his hands tighter in her hair and hissing out a swear as she pulls off and he presses up into those magic, warm fingers, seeking out more. this isn't unfamiliar, and by now he's more than used to the process, and the way it practically put stars in his eyes when the angle of it is just right. his emotions are just as responsive, desire feeding on desire as he takes a hitching breath and turns his face into the pillows a little further, cheeks flushed, mouth open.
it's not quite thrashing, but lup's impatience butts up against his own, and it makes it so much easier to just let go a little, to push up into that want want want, edging dangerously towards take take take. ]
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wow, though, the sight of him. the way he almost writhes, the way his pleasure comes in bursts and pangs - she's feeling it in stereo, and it makes her shiver. she almost wants to make him come like this, see the way he looks completely undone over and over, but she behaves herself for now. she's got a mission, and she intends to follow through on it. besides, she's about ready to lose her mind here from not being touched.
take take take. she stretches him a bit more for good measure, sucking lightly, and then finally pulls back entirely, fingers slipping out of him. the room is warm with how overheated she is, and for a moment she just watches him with a hungry look.
and then she shifts backwards to grab her things. a harness, and a purple dildo because she thinks she's funny. she settles between his legs so she can put it on, though she glances at him with a ping of amusement. he's welcome to help her or he can just, you know, watch her, she likes both.]
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... but that doesn't last long, because he glances down and all of the words in his mouth just pretty much die immediately and that hot ache of want doesn't go away - but his entire face does turn red and he wheezes a laugh, reaching up to put his forearm over his eyes.
however, emotionally, there's absolutely no rejection - that thread of want remains, even as it is joined by a brief moment of hysteria and "oh this is really happening oh what is that what the hell have i gotten myself into" but that's mostly because he's just an embarrassed, giant baby. ]
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and then she leans over him so she can kiss him on the nose, and then the cheek, and then the lips. affection and want rolls off her in waves.]
Cute. [she tells him, soft.]
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...and the feelings too, warm and affectionate. those feed back in their own way, too, creating a loop, though it's got a healthy sprinkling of embarrassment on top. his ears are bright red.
after a moment, he presses another kiss to her mouth, though, soft and sweet. the want is still there, too, coursing underneath it all, and he shifts on the bed a bit, anticipation more physical than emotional. ]
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Mm. [she rumbles, pulling back just enough to speak against his mouth.] Ready?
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the coaxing brings back that sort of anticipatory hum - the kiss itself is deep and slow, and only succeeds in making everything feel sticky warm and wanting. gu yun will never beg (he is far to suiting for his aspect for it) but there's a twinge in his emotional feedback that is complaining a little at the loss and reaching back out for it with a shade of almost pleading, as his body naturally rises a little into the slow stroke of her hand down his body, asking without asking. he has to take a second to steady himself, eyes shut when lup pulls back the barest bit, trying to force his emotions back into some semblance of control so he can be smooth.
emotion share does, a little bit, ruin the effect of his low, purred repetition of - ] Fuck me. [ but, at least there's no confusion as to whether he wants it or not. ]
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asking without asking - she feels it, and it makes her shiver, sends a wave of heat through her. there's something to be said about knowing someone wants you, knowing that they can't stop themselves from trying to get whatever touch you give them. she steals one more kiss, and then shifts, nudging his thighs apart properly.
it takes just a second for her to shift, to rearrange her position long enough to slick the dildo, which she does in a pretty business-like manner. she's not super interested in drawing out this part, since she's impatient and doesn't get much out of it. she does warm it up, though, because he's spoiled. but once she's satisfied, she pushes his leg up just a little to get a better angle, and curls over him as she starts to press inside him.]
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as someone who generally prides himself on playing it perfectly cool 99% of the time (with the occasional slip up - see, the minute someone starts crying) emotion share has been sort of a strange effect for gu yun. he usually tends to muffle himself and his reactions, for one of a million different reasons, but even without the share, it's difficult to keep everything back at the very first press. his head tilts back into the pillows, mouth falling open and eyes nearly rolling back before they flutter shut, and that feeling of cresting, wanting anticipation tips downwards into a low push of hazy pleasure, sending warmth into his veins and across that feedback connection.
it takes some getting used to, bigger than her fingers; gu yun shuts his mouth again and bites his lower lip, hard, hands dropping into the sheets and curling the fabric up between his knuckles, back arching. the pressure's good, though, and as she pushes forward, his hips come up, up, a rare impatience. drawing on lup's, from the emotions being shared between them, likely, he reaches up and catches the back of her neck to pull her down towards him for a kiss, partially trying to smother some of that reaction and partially because he just needs one, needs to get out some of that wanting, wanting energy, needs to do something in this situation. it's messy and open mouthed from the get go, powered by the desire to get moving and give into that heady sensation of full, wanting pleasure, hissing a muffled ] Fuck.
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he wants, and it rises up in her and has her gasping. she isn't expecting the kiss, but she feeds into it eagerly, just as messy, breathless and clumsy. he arches up and she just - doesn't stop? she doesn't stop, meeting the way his hips lift into hers, dragging forward until she's fully pressed inside him to the hilt. she does pause then, just to let him adjust, but she can't help herself; she grinds her hips just a little, enough to get friction on her side.
the fuck gets a full-bodied shiver. she breaks the kiss long enough to murmur something against his jaw, something that almost sounds like good boy. she smears bites and kisses against his jaw and then comes back to his mouth, biting his lip. more kiss. she wants more kiss, before she moves.]
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gu yun's already tugging her in when she makes it back to his mouth. he makes a noise, wanting, trying to hold still and not at the same time. even if he's not used to it yet, he doesn't really care - the sharp edge of pain is nothing he isn't used to, and it's much more worth the pleasure that comes after, anyhow. his hips twitch up into hers, still strong even like this, and he kisses her again, a firmer press colored with the emotional weight of his desire, with lup's, all combined together into one heady, desperate - ] Go, go.
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and then he urges her on, and she lets out a low noise, something almost dragged out of her, before she does exactly that. she cannot keep up the kiss and move at the same time, not quite coordinated enough for it, but it's easy to pull his leg up to wrap around her waist so she can start a quick, just on the edge of rough pace.]
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it's hard to focus on almost anything besides wanting more at the moment, all of those sensations feeding into each other. there's the bite of her fingers into his muscles, the way the kiss just unravels heat down his spine, the press and ache of the toy. the grind feels good, and he can't resist the urge to push back into it, hips arching up and off of the bed to try and get more. he makes a soft noise into the kiss, muffled, nips at her lower lip as the impatience builds with the anticipation -
and that crests over when she moves. the first one gets a gasp out of him - gu yun's head shifts away from her mouth and he briefly drops it against her shoulder, biting down at the first thrust as it draws pleasure through his veins. he arches into it, wanting, wanting, grabbing hands at her back and clawing down on a rougher thrust. it's enough to draw a low, pleased noise out of him, a rattled groan from his chest when he pulls his head back again, unusually noisy thanks to that emotional feed between them. all lup will feel is how good it is, the way even someone so unshakable is pulled apart breathless by want, just giving off yesyesyesmore. ]
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she really cannot get over how much his noises are making her feel. smug, a little, but mostly needy, determined to get more. she's glad he breaks the kiss for the moment, because she needs to breathe, turning her head to bury her face against his hair. it makes her panting come right up against his ear, but she doesn't think he'll mind. just one more thing to work him up.
with a shudder, she keeps that quick pace for just a moment, grinding at the end of each thrust, her own noise quiet and breathy. for now, anyway. the only reason she's any amount of quiet is because she's getting to hear his noise, his groan shooting heat down her spine and curling insistently in her gut. she feels how good it is for him, and in return he gets the pulse of yes, yours when his nails drag down her back, the pulse of yes, mine when she shifts to bite, sucking hickies against his neck.
there's not a lot of sensation she's getting here, but it doesn't really matter. she's not as interested in that as she is making him fall apart. she can figure it out later - right now, she wants to watch and feel him unravel as she moves, slowing down just a little to make him feel every inch.]