[ Hei tries to speak around a thready breath -- How am I supposed to stay still? -- but all thought deliquesces as, on the downbeat, her mouth sinks wholly without warning around him. There's no easing into it -- just wet friction and heat that kicks up several degrees -- and his hands card through her hair to grasp it in a thick bunch at her nape while he tries to get his bearings. ]
Fuck.
[ Suddenly, her hand splayed over his hip, firm and with that strength her body frequently hints at, insistent that he stay still -- it's a necessary anchor. The motionlessness costs him; his cock feels painfully rigid, pulsing in the wet confines of her mouth. But the pressure of her tongue and jaw squeezes him delightfully. ]
Sunday! \^^/
Fuck.
[ Suddenly, her hand splayed over his hip, firm and with that strength her body frequently hints at, insistent that he stay still -- it's a necessary anchor. The motionlessness costs him; his cock feels painfully rigid, pulsing in the wet confines of her mouth. But the pressure of her tongue and jaw squeezes him delightfully. ]