I'm panting, vibrating with anticipation, when he moves closer. I'm actually more interested in the hand he has on his own dick than the hand he has wrapped around mine.
I watch that hand as he moves closer to me, leaning over me, but the moment his dick brushes against me my gaze flicks up to his face, watching as he presses forward.
I have to bite my lip to keep quiet, because just that initial movement makes me want to groan, to beg him for more. To take me, claim me as his, as he has so many times before.
But I can be good. This moment is about so much more. More than any other intimate act we've experienced together. This is trust between us, repaired and growing stronger than it ever has been before.
So I simply groan as he enters me, lips parting in a breathless little gasp, and move my hands so they can grip at his shoulders, gently coaxing.
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Date: 2012-12-11 01:33 am (UTC)I watch that hand as he moves closer to me, leaning over me, but the moment his dick brushes against me my gaze flicks up to his face, watching as he presses forward.
I have to bite my lip to keep quiet, because just that initial movement makes me want to groan, to beg him for more. To take me, claim me as his, as he has so many times before.
But I can be good. This moment is about so much more. More than any other intimate act we've experienced together. This is trust between us, repaired and growing stronger than it ever has been before.
So I simply groan as he enters me, lips parting in a breathless little gasp, and move my hands so they can grip at his shoulders, gently coaxing.
"Take-chan..."