[ The slow teasing of his tongue along her mouth, mimicking what he would do between her legs if given the chance, makes her gasp and part her lips a little more to him, hips stuttering against her fingers as if somehow the feeling can be transferred in such a way, even if the slow teasing of it is so different, contrasting so sharply from the quick, near-frantic movements of her hands.
He's doing a good job of staying quiet, and she's trying too but not doing quite as well at this pointโ whether it's due to the fact that she's recovering from an orgasm or building up to another or perhaps some combination of both, the result is that her moans and gasps against his mouth are a little too loud for her to be okay with later on... even if right now she doesn't notice or care.
Right now, honestly, she doesn't notice or care about anything at all. Even the thoughts of how much she's changed are long gone from her head, clouded over as it is with desperation. ]
Ragnโvindr...
[ It's a helpless, shaky moan against his lips, Eula gasping out as she comes on her own fingers again, and this time her movements over his arousal are stalled for a few seconds, grip a little too tight around his base, forming a barrier of sorts as her fingers tense involuntarily, a curse on her lips after a moment before she loosens the gripโ but does not yet start stroking him again. ]
S-sorry, just... just a second, I just need...
[ She doesn't even realize how she might have affected him, between the fingers still buried deep within her and the haze in her mind trying to find any leftover sanity to recover enough that she might continue.
(By the Archons, it doesn't help that the only thing on her mind is that when he does that to her for real, it's going to break her in two...) ]
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He's doing a good job of staying quiet, and she's trying too but not doing quite as well at this pointโ whether it's due to the fact that she's recovering from an orgasm or building up to another or perhaps some combination of both, the result is that her moans and gasps against his mouth are a little too loud for her to be okay with later on... even if right now she doesn't notice or care.
Right now, honestly, she doesn't notice or care about anything at all. Even the thoughts of how much she's changed are long gone from her head, clouded over as it is with desperation. ]
Ragnโvindr...
[ It's a helpless, shaky moan against his lips, Eula gasping out as she comes on her own fingers again, and this time her movements over his arousal are stalled for a few seconds, grip a little too tight around his base, forming a barrier of sorts as her fingers tense involuntarily, a curse on her lips after a moment before she loosens the gripโ but does not yet start stroking him again. ]
S-sorry, just... just a second, I just need...
[ She doesn't even realize how she might have affected him, between the fingers still buried deep within her and the haze in her mind trying to find any leftover sanity to recover enough that she might continue.
(By the Archons, it doesn't help that the only thing on her mind is that when he does that to her for real, it's going to break her in two...) ]