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Dreamers After Dark (VII)
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She wonders if their game is over now (With her as the victor, no doubt) but she didn't imagine it would be like this, so slow in the sensuality and expected a quick and furious passion from them both, so high have they built their tension. It says a lot about him and surprises her, and with this pleasure, it's all things she is enjoying immensely. She wonders still if this is just how he is or wants to do it or if he has to work at this patience.
One thing's for sure, she's far more likely to burn much more thoroughly overtime this way. The way he loves feels like magma, slow, and yet so oppressively powerful. You can't even come close to it, it burns so holy even at a distance.
And yet he has her so close.
The promise that there is more to come has butterflies taking off in her stomach and she twitches and tightens around him. Lily arches her neck to allow for better access while her hips continue to move powerfully and still slow.]
Then do it. Show me the conflagration of your spirit.
[A part of her regrets not being properly naked, so that her skin can lavish in the heat of his. He has every right to be proud of this--she loves different things about different people but no one has burned as hotly as he and he's only just begun.]
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[ Anyone would feel tempted. Lily’s curves were second to none. Her hips and ass are soft and voluptuous, his fingers easily sinking into her flesh. Is there a part of him that feels possessive? Perhaps. There aren’t words to describe a lot of the feelings that bubble under his surface in response to her.
Is it the buttons she seems so good at pushing in him? That’s a possibility of its own.
Right now though he doesn’t care what the source is. God she feels good and he needs her like he needs air. The hands that squeeze her hips gently lift her, slow enough to feel each inch of him easing out of her slowly——
And then drags her down again from tip to base. It is only just a small bit quicker than before. But he does not pause between.
Again. And again. All the way out and all the way back into her depths. Each time just a hair faster. But always slow enough to delight in the friction. The heat. ]
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He moves only a little faster, but he's so...thorough, letting her feel every. Last. Inch of him.]
Nite!
[She might be more impatient if she didn't realise she could get off at a slower pace, but this is...terribly nice, she prefers it with him, for some reason. She doesn't want this to end too quickly even if they can start up another time, but that isn't what matters. What matters is stretching this out for as long as they can.
She reaches to hold his face and kiss him, lips lavishing thorough attention as they work over his. They adjust and she's sucking on his tongue, greedily trying to taste as much as she can.
Her hips don't speed up much more either, perhaps her own testament to how much she's enjoying herself.]