[Wow, getting to imagine life after graduation. Couldn't be her!
Still, she doesn't miss that little groan when she twines her fingers gently into his hair, filing that away to remember later. She wants to learn more about what he likes, what feels good for him, what's fun for him -- but not enough to stop him from doing what he's doing. Wait, he said something, what was it-]
Y-yeah, I will! [she promises quickly, torn between wanting to kiss him to try to reassure him, and wanting to see what he's going to do next. Luckily she doesn't have long to debate that, because she can feel his tongue against her skin, stealing away anything else she might have said in reassurance in another shuddering exhale. If anything her breathing gets shorter and faster, a few little whines escaping between breaths as her leg tightens around him and her fingers grip his hair.
A lower moan as he sucks on her nipple, and more by instinct than conscious intent, she pulls his head a little closer as if to encourage him to take more of her breast in his mouth. At the same time, he grinds down against her, and it's enough to make her dizzy as she rocks back against him almost desperately. But wait, there was something she'd wanted to say, even as her heel digs into the back of his leg hard enough to bruise.]
Y-you have to tell me if- if there's something you wanna do, o-or something you don't like, [she manages through shaky breaths. It's important, he has to know it goes both ways.]
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Still, she doesn't miss that little groan when she twines her fingers gently into his hair, filing that away to remember later. She wants to learn more about what he likes, what feels good for him, what's fun for him -- but not enough to stop him from doing what he's doing. Wait, he said something, what was it-]
Y-yeah, I will! [she promises quickly, torn between wanting to kiss him to try to reassure him, and wanting to see what he's going to do next. Luckily she doesn't have long to debate that, because she can feel his tongue against her skin, stealing away anything else she might have said in reassurance in another shuddering exhale. If anything her breathing gets shorter and faster, a few little whines escaping between breaths as her leg tightens around him and her fingers grip his hair.
A lower moan as he sucks on her nipple, and more by instinct than conscious intent, she pulls his head a little closer as if to encourage him to take more of her breast in his mouth. At the same time, he grinds down against her, and it's enough to make her dizzy as she rocks back against him almost desperately. But wait, there was something she'd wanted to say, even as her heel digs into the back of his leg hard enough to bruise.]
Y-you have to tell me if- if there's something you wanna do, o-or something you don't like, [she manages through shaky breaths. It's important, he has to know it goes both ways.]