😳🫣

[ the slick slide of his tongue forces a ragged gasp out of her that turns into a moan at the teasing nudge against her clit, close but not quite to where she's aching for it. but it feels just as good—she's already sensitive from watching him earlier and it's been a long time since she's last indulged in this: softer moans intermingled with hitched breaths for every pass of his tongue, her head tipping back in pleasure to expose the long line of her neck.

it's too much and not enough. her fingers curl into his hair tighter, holding him in place as she grinds down against his lips and tongue, mindful of how much pressure she exerts but taking that invitation to chase what she wants. his name is a soft sigh that gets lost in the room, already rapidly approaching the edge. ]