[ His peak comes a little faster than she might have otherwise thought, knowing him as she does, but his body warns her enough by itself that she's prepared, throat working into a swallow at the same moment as he releases so that his seed floods her mouth for just a moment before being drawn back. His taste coats her tongue as she drags it back up his length, a slow lick or two across the tip to draw the last beads of fluid before she finally pulls back with a gasp for air, head tilting back as her eyes finally open to seek his gaze.
Her mouth remains open as she sucks in breath after breath, eyes clouded and blown-out with her own lust even though her hand has stopped its movement against her own core for now, and she licks her lips as she watches him, knowing how she must look not just in action, but in the shameless, wanton expression on her face, the way her mouth is swollen and her cheeks pink. ]
...Well. [ It's about all she can really think enough to say right now, what with the throbbing between her own legs driving her mad, not to mention the pleasure of watching him freefall through his own afterglow. She wants to say much more, of course, but the words won't come regardless, so for now she just reaches up, brushes her fingers against his lips, a tender movement in sharp contrast to the way her tongue darts over the swollen lips once more. ]
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Her mouth remains open as she sucks in breath after breath, eyes clouded and blown-out with her own lust even though her hand has stopped its movement against her own core for now, and she licks her lips as she watches him, knowing how she must look not just in action, but in the shameless, wanton expression on her face, the way her mouth is swollen and her cheeks pink. ]
...Well. [ It's about all she can really think enough to say right now, what with the throbbing between her own legs driving her mad, not to mention the pleasure of watching him freefall through his own afterglow. She wants to say much more, of course, but the words won't come regardless, so for now she just reaches up, brushes her fingers against his lips, a tender movement in sharp contrast to the way her tongue darts over the swollen lips once more. ]