[ the way she slows down her fingers is almost cruel, breathless with a grunt when she comes to a full stop, her lips shifting and smirking against his that for a second, he almost considers she might just leave him exactly like this, urging him on before drawing away, almost like her old trick with dodging his lips to kiss his cheek.
on the plus side, stopping to get herself more undressed is a good alternative, especially when she presses him down onto his back and gives him the full view with nothing covering her chest, her straddle making it all the better to appreciate, like he almost doesn't need the touch of her fingers to feel the inspiration.
but it's the softness of her kisses that really surprise him, when she leans in and pecks those kisses to different parts of his skin, and he can't help but breathe out a chuckle, even smiling when she finally gets back to his lips. it's not the way he usually imagines these things to go, not with the kind of playfulness she provides, hints that assure him she hasn't changed entirely from the girl he first met at this station, the one who joked about bringing him to his knees, who pretended to treat him like a brother in braccia despite her teases suggesting otherwise.
it's strange to feel the ease of it, to feel this relaxed, but it's plenty good too while she's rolling her hips, the weight of her grind coaxing another moan against her kiss, his palms grasping at her waist to feel the teasing roll of those movements in her muscles, proving to be a little more anxious now for getting her fully undressed.
and when he can feel her moving to try working off her panties, like she's trying to get away with it without pulling herself away, the same way she'd tried with her dress, he laughs breathlessly again. but just like her, he doesn't want to ease her off, too content with the heated friction rolling down against him, so he intervenes yet again, as he'd done with her dress, this time by snagging the the straps with both of his hands, gripping it with his fingers on each side and giving it a firm tug, using his slightly advanced strength, to simply tear the fabric free.
whoops? this time it's him nipping at her lip, a sly smirk on his lips to show just how apologetic he is. ]
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on the plus side, stopping to get herself more undressed is a good alternative, especially when she presses him down onto his back and gives him the full view with nothing covering her chest, her straddle making it all the better to appreciate, like he almost doesn't need the touch of her fingers to feel the inspiration.
but it's the softness of her kisses that really surprise him, when she leans in and pecks those kisses to different parts of his skin, and he can't help but breathe out a chuckle, even smiling when she finally gets back to his lips. it's not the way he usually imagines these things to go, not with the kind of playfulness she provides, hints that assure him she hasn't changed entirely from the girl he first met at this station, the one who joked about bringing him to his knees, who pretended to treat him like a brother in braccia despite her teases suggesting otherwise.
it's strange to feel the ease of it, to feel this relaxed, but it's plenty good too while she's rolling her hips, the weight of her grind coaxing another moan against her kiss, his palms grasping at her waist to feel the teasing roll of those movements in her muscles, proving to be a little more anxious now for getting her fully undressed.
and when he can feel her moving to try working off her panties, like she's trying to get away with it without pulling herself away, the same way she'd tried with her dress, he laughs breathlessly again. but just like her, he doesn't want to ease her off, too content with the heated friction rolling down against him, so he intervenes yet again, as he'd done with her dress, this time by snagging the the straps with both of his hands, gripping it with his fingers on each side and giving it a firm tug, using his slightly advanced strength, to simply tear the fabric free.
whoops? this time it's him nipping at her lip, a sly smirk on his lips to show just how apologetic he is. ]