[ he almost tells her to stop when he realizes she's in pain, that being the last thing he wants to do to her, his hands reaching out to her hips to help her even if he's distracted with the sensations that sink in the further she slides down:
heat. the tightness. and even if he can't feel the wetness directly on his cock, he can feel it start to pool on his abdomen. and he has never, once in his life, felt something like that, and swallows... ]
Aaah...
[ he kisses her back more needy that he'd intended, because he really does feel like he's going to lose it.
but instead of focusing on that-- ]
Are you okay, beloved?
[ as he brushes her hair out of her face, concerned ]
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heat. the tightness. and even if he can't feel the wetness directly on his cock, he can feel it start to pool on his abdomen. and he has never, once in his life, felt something like that, and swallows... ]
Aaah...
[ he kisses her back more needy that he'd intended, because he really does feel like he's going to lose it.
but instead of focusing on that-- ]
Are you okay, beloved?
[ as he brushes her hair out of her face, concerned ]