[ Hana makes a soft noise, silencing herself when she hears his laughter. She snorts. ]
Shouldn't I be, though? [ Her voice is slightly muffled by the tilt of her chin against her arm, and she rolls her eyes. She can't tell if he's laughing affectionately or because he's making fun of her. She's long grown used to peppering her speech with gamer jargon, and it's charmed enough of her fans inside and out of the bedroom that she doesn't bat an eyelash when she uses them in everyday life. ] I know I'm in good hands.
[ Familiar smugness clouds her expression as she watches him from her compromised view, her eyes drinking in the way he jerks himself off. She smirks, catlike, as she watches him, even as he stops in order to suspend himself over her on the mattress. As his fingernails scratch twin marks down the sides of her body, she shivers, tilting her ass upwards in order to give him easier access. Hana makes a small noise of approval as he spreads her open, baring herself to him, glancing at his face over her shoulder once more as she braces her weight with her elbows. ]
It's gonna take a lot to scare me off. [ If she sounds cocky, it's because she definitely is. She feels Jack's breath gust hot against her skin before his teeth bite into it, causing her to whimper and push further against his mouth. Desire spikes with renewed fervor between her legs as he moves his lips against her, and he accomplishes his goal as she burns for him expectantly, her pussy still slick and hot when his tongue finds it again. Though it hasn't been that long since his head has been between her thighs, Hana's response to the sensation is almost Pavlovian; the simple drag of his tongue is enough to cause her to jerk and moan, loudly, even as his mouth ventures downward.
She doesn't realize she's holding her breath until his tongue dips into her rear entrance, causing her to tense in spite of herself. There's no question about it feeling good, and she surrenders herself to that fact, even if her first instinct is to worry about cleanliness. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her as she struggles to push such self-conscious thoughts from her mind, her hips tilting towards Jack's mouth to assist him in his endeavors. Each wet and muffled sound causes her to shudder, the warm sensation of his tongue against her rim leaving her shaking.
When he pulls back, Hana's breath catches in her throat as his thumb works against the muscle he'd been showering with attention, the thick digit blunt and teasing against her rear. She looks back at him, swallowing thickly before opening her mouth to speak. ]
I want... [ For some reason, the words come with difficulty. ] I want more.
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Shouldn't I be, though? [ Her voice is slightly muffled by the tilt of her chin against her arm, and she rolls her eyes. She can't tell if he's laughing affectionately or because he's making fun of her. She's long grown used to peppering her speech with gamer jargon, and it's charmed enough of her fans inside and out of the bedroom that she doesn't bat an eyelash when she uses them in everyday life. ] I know I'm in good hands.
[ Familiar smugness clouds her expression as she watches him from her compromised view, her eyes drinking in the way he jerks himself off. She smirks, catlike, as she watches him, even as he stops in order to suspend himself over her on the mattress. As his fingernails scratch twin marks down the sides of her body, she shivers, tilting her ass upwards in order to give him easier access. Hana makes a small noise of approval as he spreads her open, baring herself to him, glancing at his face over her shoulder once more as she braces her weight with her elbows. ]
It's gonna take a lot to scare me off. [ If she sounds cocky, it's because she definitely is. She feels Jack's breath gust hot against her skin before his teeth bite into it, causing her to whimper and push further against his mouth. Desire spikes with renewed fervor between her legs as he moves his lips against her, and he accomplishes his goal as she burns for him expectantly, her pussy still slick and hot when his tongue finds it again. Though it hasn't been that long since his head has been between her thighs, Hana's response to the sensation is almost Pavlovian; the simple drag of his tongue is enough to cause her to jerk and moan, loudly, even as his mouth ventures downward.
She doesn't realize she's holding her breath until his tongue dips into her rear entrance, causing her to tense in spite of herself. There's no question about it feeling good, and she surrenders herself to that fact, even if her first instinct is to worry about cleanliness. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her as she struggles to push such self-conscious thoughts from her mind, her hips tilting towards Jack's mouth to assist him in his endeavors. Each wet and muffled sound causes her to shudder, the warm sensation of his tongue against her rim leaving her shaking.
When he pulls back, Hana's breath catches in her throat as his thumb works against the muscle he'd been showering with attention, the thick digit blunt and teasing against her rear. She looks back at him, swallowing thickly before opening her mouth to speak. ]
I want... [ For some reason, the words come with difficulty. ] I want more.