[ she hums in thought, her mind swimming with carnal thoughts they'd both laid out on the table. with his heroic image and propensity for poetry, of course she'd peg him (heh) as a more naive type when it comes to sex, but first impressions don't always last after all. it's not as though she knows everything there is to sex either, just because she'd been here for months longer.
she breathes, her fingers tracing circles around the wet fabric of her panties. ]
Oh, there are plenty of ways. Such as...
[ hm. how does she put this into words. this is the hardest part of phone sex, she discovers. ]
Imagine me standing before you while you're still seated, where you can see me visibly dripping between my legs. Then... I'd move closer and perhaps carefully sit right on your mouth and let you have more than a taste of me. [ oh, that's good. she's going to pull aside her panties now and properly touch herself at the thought. ] Unless you, ah, have other plans.
[ As that punches from him an exhale, he shuts tight his mouth, sighing through his nose. It doesn't quite smother the soft rumble he makes when his fist seeks to relieve some of the pressure in his swollen cock with a squeeze. ]
That's exactly what I want. To feel you take your pleasure on my mouth, around my fingers.
[ Desire has added a gravel to his voice, rare outside of pitched battle. ]
And when they are no longer enough to sate your hunger, I'll give you as much more of me as you can take.
[ she bites her lip, trying to suppress a shiver than runs up her spine at phainon's voice taking on a lower, huskier tone than his usual boyishness. the aching emptiness within her is more pronounced than ever, and no amount of fingering herself can ever satisfy it. ]
Haah... Greedy. You should be here, instead of there. I'd take it all, everything you have, and it might, ah, never b-be enough.
[ she bites back a moan, her fingers encircling her sensitive nub as her hips buck against her own touch. ]
You're touching yourself, aren't you? I need to hear more of you. Please.
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she breathes, her fingers tracing circles around the wet fabric of her panties. ]
Oh, there are plenty of ways. Such as...
[ hm. how does she put this into words. this is the hardest part of phone sex, she discovers. ]
Imagine me standing before you while you're still seated, where you can see me visibly dripping between my legs. Then... I'd move closer and perhaps carefully sit right on your mouth and let you have more than a taste of me. [ oh, that's good. she's going to pull aside her panties now and properly touch herself at the thought. ] Unless you, ah, have other plans.
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[ As that punches from him an exhale, he shuts tight his mouth, sighing through his nose. It doesn't quite smother the soft rumble he makes when his fist seeks to relieve some of the pressure in his swollen cock with a squeeze. ]
That's exactly what I want. To feel you take your pleasure on my mouth, around my fingers.
[ Desire has added a gravel to his voice, rare outside of pitched battle. ]
And when they are no longer enough to sate your hunger, I'll give you as much more of me as you can take.
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Haah... Greedy. You should be here, instead of there. I'd take it all, everything you have, and it might, ah, never b-be enough.
[ she bites back a moan, her fingers encircling her sensitive nub as her hips buck against her own touch. ]
You're touching yourself, aren't you? I need to hear more of you. Please.