[ that's easy for him to say, she thinks, already feeling heady from the kiss alone. up until recently, she had a one-track mind for her one mission that everything else had faded into the background. it's practically impossible not to think of the city she'd lived in that influenced her everyday thinking, that work should always take precedence over fun until she dies a useless death like everyone else.
but at the same time, it's hard to think about anything else at the moment with toji's fingers inside her. she manages to cover her mouth with one hand before letting out a series of breathy moans, her walls tight around his fingers as he gradually works her open. her hips jerk erratically as juices start flowing out with every stroke, feeling herself about to reach her limit--
and then he pulls his hand out, his fingers glistening with her own slick. ishmael lets out a needy whine, glaring daggers at him with a completely flushed face. dammit, it was getting really good too, but she'll shift on the bed to accommodate him, planting her legs onto his broad shoulders right after he slides her panties off. it's been so long since she felt this hot from within her core, her heart beating like nothing else she'd experience in a long, long time, and toji really likes to torment her by dragging this out, doesn't he...?! ]
Toji...
[ she whines again as one hand reaches for his head, tugging slightly at his hair. she appreciates the thigh worship, but she's going to nudge her hips at him anyway. like hello? her pussy is right here, you know. ]
Will you stop... fucking around...? [ pleaaaaaase ]
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but at the same time, it's hard to think about anything else at the moment with toji's fingers inside her. she manages to cover her mouth with one hand before letting out a series of breathy moans, her walls tight around his fingers as he gradually works her open. her hips jerk erratically as juices start flowing out with every stroke, feeling herself about to reach her limit--
and then he pulls his hand out, his fingers glistening with her own slick. ishmael lets out a needy whine, glaring daggers at him with a completely flushed face. dammit, it was getting really good too, but she'll shift on the bed to accommodate him, planting her legs onto his broad shoulders right after he slides her panties off. it's been so long since she felt this hot from within her core, her heart beating like nothing else she'd experience in a long, long time, and toji really likes to torment her by dragging this out, doesn't he...?! ]
Toji...
[ she whines again as one hand reaches for his head, tugging slightly at his hair. she appreciates the thigh worship, but she's going to nudge her hips at him anyway. like hello? her pussy is right here, you know. ]
Will you stop... fucking around...? [ pleaaaaaase ]