[ There's a bit more squirming as he teases her and he smiles when she huffs at him, amused by her faux irritation. Soon enough though, she stills, as if waiting or on the edge, anticipating. The gasp that comes out when he brushes his mouth between her legs is incredibly gratifying; he feels a similar jolt of warmth. ]
Okay. [ Good, that's good. She relaxes again, letting out a slow breath and he takes that as a signal to keep going. He brushes his mouth against her again, just another little touch. But he follows up with more contact, drawing his tongue over her folds. It's a bit light, experimental almost, wanting to make sure she can get used to it. Or so he isn't surprising her so much.
But he has to admit, it keeps up the warmth under his skin, even with so little. ]
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Okay. [ Good, that's good. She relaxes again, letting out a slow breath and he takes that as a signal to keep going. He brushes his mouth against her again, just another little touch. But he follows up with more contact, drawing his tongue over her folds. It's a bit light, experimental almost, wanting to make sure she can get used to it. Or so he isn't surprising her so much.
But he has to admit, it keeps up the warmth under his skin, even with so little. ]