Open invitation. [The presence of a smile was low in his voice, genuinely playful. He was easing off the brakes, so to speak, letting his deeper thoughts surface in little ways at first. While Kaede had loosed pressure all at once and made him pay a delightful price for it, he'd handled her with deceptive tenderness, from the way he'd played between her thighs to the delicate, earnest way he'd kissed her.
She'd rewarded him every which way she could, touching him as if the steam valve she'd loosened had clamped up on everything she'd wanted and not just a scarce few things. She'd let her fingers speak and he'd savored it in silence, save for their mingling breaths and her voice vibrating in her throat when she'd taken his tongue. He gasped a little, stiff as a rod simply basking in those wanton displays of lust when that most prominent gesture from him had been a mitt squeezing her ass simply to savor the texture of her in his hand.]
Haaaa... [She had his tongue and so he couldn't say all the sweet, well-intended things he'd want. He'd eased out a breath once he started to lose his patience. The slick sound of his finger, coated in her arousal, became louder with renewed effort. Wetting himself with her enough to coat his palm, Dante thought of that distant look in her eyes and wondered to himself if she'd ever touched herself the way he'd been. The thought of spreading her legs and burying himself in the slick, coiling heat she'd squeezed even just one finger with was incredible on its own and so he'd started pumping it in her more swiftly--as if he were satisfying himself as much as he could as a distraction.]
[ The texture of his tongue was strange to her. It felt weird to her in a way she couldn't describe any other way than just that: weird. Yet, a shudder coursed through her from gliding her own over it. Her legs felt even wobblier than before despite his strong hold on her, and she whined against his mouth as one of his sharper teeth nicked her tongue from her own carelessness. The whimper faded as quickly as the sting but still she leaned back enough to catch her breath. She sorely needed it with his quicker pace.
At first, she clung to his shoulder with one hand and groped at his chest with the other. Her thumb pressed against his nipple, brushed over it, in her half-assed attempt to give him back something. He was driving her nuts to the point where her whole frame started to squirm in rhythm with her grinding hips, but something still gnawed at her.
Another gasp, and Kaede shoved the bodice of her dress down toward her waist. ]
There...better. [ Barely. Her chest's freedom didn't let her breathe deeper but it did give her another place to turn her attention. She could give him a show while riding his hand, she figured. She squeezed and massaged one breast to tick herself further and further over the edge. Her thoughts blurred together yet she had enough sense left over to grin up at him. Bolder still, her hand dropped down from her chest to stroke along the front of his pants. ]
What're you gonna do to me after this? From now on? Since you don't gotta hold back anymore?
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Date: 2026-03-19 02:47 pm (UTC)She'd rewarded him every which way she could, touching him as if the steam valve she'd loosened had clamped up on everything she'd wanted and not just a scarce few things. She'd let her fingers speak and he'd savored it in silence, save for their mingling breaths and her voice vibrating in her throat when she'd taken his tongue. He gasped a little, stiff as a rod simply basking in those wanton displays of lust when that most prominent gesture from him had been a mitt squeezing her ass simply to savor the texture of her in his hand.]
Haaaa... [She had his tongue and so he couldn't say all the sweet, well-intended things he'd want. He'd eased out a breath once he started to lose his patience. The slick sound of his finger, coated in her arousal, became louder with renewed effort. Wetting himself with her enough to coat his palm, Dante thought of that distant look in her eyes and wondered to himself if she'd ever touched herself the way he'd been. The thought of spreading her legs and burying himself in the slick, coiling heat she'd squeezed even just one finger with was incredible on its own and so he'd started pumping it in her more swiftly--as if he were satisfying himself as much as he could as a distraction.]
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Date: 2026-03-19 06:30 pm (UTC)At first, she clung to his shoulder with one hand and groped at his chest with the other. Her thumb pressed against his nipple, brushed over it, in her half-assed attempt to give him back something. He was driving her nuts to the point where her whole frame started to squirm in rhythm with her grinding hips, but something still gnawed at her.
Another gasp, and Kaede shoved the bodice of her dress down toward her waist. ]
There...better. [ Barely. Her chest's freedom didn't let her breathe deeper but it did give her another place to turn her attention. She could give him a show while riding his hand, she figured. She squeezed and massaged one breast to tick herself further and further over the edge. Her thoughts blurred together yet she had enough sense left over to grin up at him. Bolder still, her hand dropped down from her chest to stroke along the front of his pants. ]
What're you gonna do to me after this? From now on? Since you don't gotta hold back anymore?