[ She almost moans in protest when he releases her, but his laugh almost sounds like music at this point. She doesn't mind so much if he laughs like that, and instead opts to look down at him to gauge his expression.
She has no idea what to make of him, even as she's lying half-naked and at the complete mercy of his lips and tongue. She suppresses the urge to wrap her legs around his waist, but she does slide her hands down to frame either side of his face, gently tilting his head up so she can look at him. ]
... C'mere.
[ Her voice is hoarse and soft, her expression not properly tender and a little bit sad... but there's a want there, and warmth, for whatever those were worth. She gently attempts to pull him up towards her in order to place a soft, slow kiss to his mouth, her thumbs smoothing over his cheeks as she does so. ]
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She has no idea what to make of him, even as she's lying half-naked and at the complete mercy of his lips and tongue. She suppresses the urge to wrap her legs around his waist, but she does slide her hands down to frame either side of his face, gently tilting his head up so she can look at him. ]
... C'mere.
[ Her voice is hoarse and soft, her expression not properly tender and a little bit sad... but there's a want there, and warmth, for whatever those were worth. She gently attempts to pull him up towards her in order to place a soft, slow kiss to his mouth, her thumbs smoothing over his cheeks as she does so. ]