[ it would be a lie to say tseng didn't see this outcome coming, and just as much of a lie to say that he's not feeling just the same way. the heat and wetness of her cunt against his cock is more than temptation enough so that there's no resistance in him when nami's touch finally guides him to her entrance; tseng just rocks slowly forward through the circle of her fingers, sinking himself fully into the warm clutch of her body.
the previous times they've done this were full of urgency, demands made of each other's bodies. the frenetic coupling at the anonymous club, followed by the waxplay in the massage room—in comparison, this is much tamer. and yet no less enjoyable for it, because in some ways this is more fun, just the two of them taking pleasure in each other's bodies for no other reason than simple desire.
tseng drops a hand to hitch nami's thigh up over his hip, spreading her a little wider so that each thrust can slide deeper, and he lowers his head to catch her mouth in a greedy, thorough kiss. each forward press of his hips means his pelvis makes contact with nami's clit, rubbing sweet friction between them, and the ripples of pleasure tseng can feel both in her body and in her cunt have him humming a noise of pleasure that gets muffled in nami's mouth. ]
[ As he sinks inside her, Nami inhales sharply against his mouth, keeping the base of his cock in a massaging hold until he's too deep for her to do anything but move her hand to his hip, grabbing him as she rocks upward to slowly grind against him. Tseng kisses her, quieting a low moan as he sinks deep into her, spreading the folds of her cunt, so his pelvis presses flush to her clit, the sensation making her shiver as she tightens around his cock slightly.
Nami's unoccupied hand tangles in his hair as she lets her teeth rake against his bottom lip, her body moving with his, slow but unmistakably eager for everything he's got to give. ]
Really glad you were free. [ Her tongue licks into his mouth,and runs against his, kissing him again for a long, heady moment before drawing back to try and catch her breath, knowing she's not likely to be able to do that completely any time soon.
Another blissful tremor works through her as the pressure on her clit keeps her senses sharp, leaving her achingly aware of every inch of his cock as it fills her, her nails bite gently into his hip as her own tip downwards, trying to position herself to bask in the friction that already threatens to erode her composure. Fun is the perfect word for this, and she can see herself losing the whole afternoon to enjoying it. ]
[ although the movements of their bodies together remains languid to start, there's certainly no lack of desire or enthusiasm in each thrust and each roll of nami's hips. the smooth, confident way nami moves allows tseng to really focus on all the physical sensations of her, body heat and breath and the slick noise of his cock moving inside her, everything so deliciously erotic it sends shivers down his spine.
when she pulls back to speak, he can't help a smile, although he returns the thorough kiss before responding. ] So am I.
[ without anything else to steal his attention, tseng finds himself even more appreciative of nami herself—he can feel the press of her breasts against his chest and the movement of her stomach and thighs when she breathes and shifts, and each of those details becomes something tseng files away to remember. same for the way she quivers every time he bottoms out and his pelvic bone rubs over her clit, which he does again and again. ]
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the previous times they've done this were full of urgency, demands made of each other's bodies. the frenetic coupling at the anonymous club, followed by the waxplay in the massage room—in comparison, this is much tamer. and yet no less enjoyable for it, because in some ways this is more fun, just the two of them taking pleasure in each other's bodies for no other reason than simple desire.
tseng drops a hand to hitch nami's thigh up over his hip, spreading her a little wider so that each thrust can slide deeper, and he lowers his head to catch her mouth in a greedy, thorough kiss. each forward press of his hips means his pelvis makes contact with nami's clit, rubbing sweet friction between them, and the ripples of pleasure tseng can feel both in her body and in her cunt have him humming a noise of pleasure that gets muffled in nami's mouth. ]
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Nami's unoccupied hand tangles in his hair as she lets her teeth rake against his bottom lip, her body moving with his, slow but unmistakably eager for everything he's got to give. ]
Really glad you were free. [ Her tongue licks into his mouth,and runs against his, kissing him again for a long, heady moment before drawing back to try and catch her breath, knowing she's not likely to be able to do that completely any time soon.
Another blissful tremor works through her as the pressure on her clit keeps her senses sharp, leaving her achingly aware of every inch of his cock as it fills her, her nails bite gently into his hip as her own tip downwards, trying to position herself to bask in the friction that already threatens to erode her composure. Fun is the perfect word for this, and she can see herself losing the whole afternoon to enjoying it. ]
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when she pulls back to speak, he can't help a smile, although he returns the thorough kiss before responding. ] So am I.
[ without anything else to steal his attention, tseng finds himself even more appreciative of nami herself—he can feel the press of her breasts against his chest and the movement of her stomach and thighs when she breathes and shifts, and each of those details becomes something tseng files away to remember. same for the way she quivers every time he bottoms out and his pelvic bone rubs over her clit, which he does again and again. ]