aflowers: (154)
𝒢𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒽 π‘”π’Άπ’Ύπ“ƒπ“ˆπ’·π‘œπ“‡π‘œπ“Šπ‘”π’½ ([personal profile] aflowers) wrote 2025-04-27 09:34 am (UTC)

Ohβ€”

[ For a moment there, her head tips back, teeth pressing into her lower lip in answer to the way his tongue and fingers start to work her together, the sensation making her writhe, making her hips arch under him. It's good, and as selfish as it may be it makes her want more; as it is, she quickly finds herself fighting the urge to lock her legs around his back now that they're draped in such a perfect way to do just that.

And so when he asks her for more, she's quick to nod, quick for her voice to burst out a soft, keening affirmative: ]
Yes, oh yes, pleaseβ€” [ and even though she whines unbidden at the withdrawal of her fingers, she reaches for him, soft hands seeking his arms so that she might guide him back to her, kiss him again while he fills her.

If he stops to look at her face, he'll see again the truth of his realization: Aerith's pupils are blown out, her eyes dark and wide with her desire, the color of her cheeks heightened and the shortness of her breath visible as it gusts over her lips. ]

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