[ Sitting back on his heels after discretely wiping his face because he can hardly present himself as his mess to his master, though he does have to shift a bit to try and make the bulge in his pants less noticeable. ]
[ she sets herself upright to sitting on her knees, legs tucked beneath her—face still lightly flushed—and leans in, smoothing her hands up his thighs very slowly. ]
[ which is said with an air of bemusement, as she finishes getting his pants undone.
she perhaps angles to ??fix?? his hand placement problem by clasping his hand with her now-free one, and taking the tip of his index finger into her mouth very suggestively. ]
I cannot help but be excited when it is my lady doing t-this-
[ The thought putters out when she does that to his finger, congratulations on your super red-in-the-face servant making a helplessly turned on noise. ]
[ honestly she doesn't need to make sucking on his finger as sexy as possible because she's already got her hand on his cock but never let it be said that she does not go the extra mile in every endeavor.
she keeps lazily stroking at him, in long, drawn-out motions—maybe a little too drawn-out—glancing up at him and his reactions through her eyelashes. ]
[ Aster, at least, is nothing but expressive. His face is fully flushed and without a hand to muffle himself, his restrained moans and murmurs are quick to fill the air around them. ]
A-Ah-mmm, my lady...
[ His hips also start to buck into her hand, losing control of himself from her touch AND the thought of her touch. ]
I wouldn't have offered if I didn't like the sound of it. So—as you wish.
[ she's already basically on his lap, and loops one arm around his shoulders; it's just a quick shimmy to properly straddle him. unsurprisingly, she's still slick from earlier, and doesn't quite let go of him as she lines herself up against the tip of his cock. ]
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I'm glad I could help My Lady relax.
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[ she props herself up on her elbows, and starts to sit up. ]
Though, to think in the first place I was trying to give you something for being so diligent...
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[ she sets herself upright to sitting on her knees, legs tucked beneath her—face still lightly flushed—and leans in, smoothing her hands up his thighs very slowly. ]
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[ He won't MOVE but he's definitely looking more flustered than he did a hot second ago between her legs. ]
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[ But he's not about to move away either. ]
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You're not worried I'll overexert myself, are you? I think I'd have to try pretty hard to do that.
[ ...and then very carefully but firmly smooths her hand upwards over the bulge in his pants. ]
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[ Don't just openly moan into your master's ear Aster that's very rude to do- nope there he goes, body jolting in response to her touch. ]
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See? So don't worry about it at all. Let me take care of you a little.
[ she presses a gentle kiss along the corner of his jaw, meanwhile undoing his pants with one hand and continuing to stroke at him with the other. ]
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[ Hands- what does he do with his hands while trying to hold himself still under her touches honestly. ]
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[ which is said with an air of bemusement, as she finishes getting his pants undone.
she perhaps angles to ??fix?? his hand placement problem by clasping his hand with her now-free one, and taking the tip of his index finger into her mouth very suggestively. ]
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[ The thought putters out when she does that to his finger, congratulations on your super red-in-the-face servant making a helplessly turned on noise. ]
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[ honestly she doesn't need to make sucking on his finger as sexy as possible because she's already got her hand on his cock but never let it be said that she does not go the extra mile in every endeavor.
she keeps lazily stroking at him, in long, drawn-out motions—maybe a little too drawn-out—glancing up at him and his reactions through her eyelashes. ]
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A-Ah-mmm, my lady...
[ His hips also start to buck into her hand, losing control of himself from her touch AND the thought of her touch. ]
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You make this really gratifying, you know.
So, like you asked me—what would you like? Should I continue like this? Or, I could use my mouth, or you could be between my legs...
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I- may I really choose, my lady... ?
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[ What if he just hides in his hands. ]
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Hm? Go on.
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Between your legs, my lady.
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[ she's already basically on his lap, and loops one arm around his shoulders; it's just a quick shimmy to properly straddle him. unsurprisingly, she's still slick from earlier, and doesn't quite let go of him as she lines herself up against the tip of his cock. ]
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[ He's immediately reaching out to put his hands on her hips, helping support her weight while letting her control the pacing. ]
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[ she lowers herself onto him until she can rest fully in his lap, and exhales slowly, tucking her head against his neck. ]
That was more or less what I intended.
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[ Pressing a fond kiss to her ear, being a Good Boy and holding still for the moment. ]
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