[He hears her answer, and honestly, he doesn't feel the need to ask again because he's far more distracted with what he's doing now. She said she'll say something if she doesn't like it and really, that's all he needs to hear, because with every gasp and every whine that escapes her lips, he feels his need for her grow. It's hard to compare if he'd feel this way having sex with just any girl, but honestly, he's not going to think about that. Why would he??
A muffled, but still audible moan leaves Scott when she demands more from him, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair. Following her guidance, his head draws closer to her breast to take more, his tongue dedicatedly working to constantly tease her nipple that's resting entirely inside the warmth of his mouth now, while his hand that's cupping her squeezes every so often.
Just knowing that she wants more of him, more of what he's doing, and have her encouragingly be a bit more forceful while taking what she wants, it's fucking hot. Almost embarrassingly, he feels his boxers start to stick to his dick, with his jeans growing increasingly uncomfortable, a small whine of his own vibrating against the breast that's still inside his mouth, as he rubs his pelvis against hers in a rocking motion. He barely notices her heel digging into his leg, just desperate for her.
Eventually needing to breathe, Scott pulls his mouth away, panting softly against her, his breaths providing a light tickling sensation for a moment, before he straightens up just slightly to look down at her. It's also like he finally remembered that he has another hand as well, and he digs the tip of his finger into her breast, pushing down against the raised nipple as he stares at her saliva covered one with a deep flush, almost fascinated.
Oh right, she asked him something right? Or wanted him to promise as well.]
Oh, of course, yeah. [He answers with a slight shortness of breath. His mind may also be a little fried.]
oh yeah nsfw... like 10 comments ago jflkane
A muffled, but still audible moan leaves Scott when she demands more from him, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair. Following her guidance, his head draws closer to her breast to take more, his tongue dedicatedly working to constantly tease her nipple that's resting entirely inside the warmth of his mouth now, while his hand that's cupping her squeezes every so often.
Just knowing that she wants more of him, more of what he's doing, and have her encouragingly be a bit more forceful while taking what she wants, it's fucking hot. Almost embarrassingly, he feels his boxers start to stick to his dick, with his jeans growing increasingly uncomfortable, a small whine of his own vibrating against the breast that's still inside his mouth, as he rubs his pelvis against hers in a rocking motion. He barely notices her heel digging into his leg, just desperate for her.
Eventually needing to breathe, Scott pulls his mouth away, panting softly against her, his breaths providing a light tickling sensation for a moment, before he straightens up just slightly to look down at her. It's also like he finally remembered that he has another hand as well, and he digs the tip of his finger into her breast, pushing down against the raised nipple as he stares at her saliva covered one with a deep flush, almost fascinated.
Oh right, she asked him something right? Or wanted him to promise as well.]
Oh, of course, yeah. [He answers with a slight shortness of breath. His mind may also be a little fried.]