[ And he can't help but watch your every move, all the way up until you're hovering over him yet again, and kissing him. When you've got him worked up like this, you're the one thing that can get him to relax, and - ironically - push him closer to the edge after each little crest.
There's an amused noise in the air between you both at your words, but he's obeying you nonetheless. The cadence of his breathing is still heavy with anticipation.
What a sight he must make in this moment: eyes shut, lips parted, limbs threaded with the tension of too much pleasure beneath the skin, cock hot and hard for you. ]
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There's an amused noise in the air between you both at your words, but he's obeying you nonetheless. The cadence of his breathing is still heavy with anticipation.
What a sight he must make in this moment: eyes shut, lips parted, limbs threaded with the tension of too much pleasure beneath the skin, cock hot and hard for you. ]