Date: 2018-03-21 07:26 am (UTC)
originallutece: or at least lust i guess (flirt; drrrrunk in love)
[Her eyes go wide as he takes her fingers in his mouth, and for a moment she simply stares, more turned on by that than she wants to admit. There's something hypnotizing about how his lips look wrapped tight around something, and she shudders as his tongue slides against the sensitive pads of her fingers, cleaning her off thoroughly.

She undoes his work the moment he speaks. Her hand darts down again, rubbing against herself in quick, hard motions, foregoing teasing entirely in favor of getting what she wants (and that's almost a metaphor, except it isn't, she's just impatient and turned on and so close she'd been ready to beg him if he'd asked for it). Rosalind tips her head, the fingers of her free hand wrapping tight around the back of his neck, her eyes squeezing shut.

It's his name on her lips as she gets closer to her peak, interspersed with whimpers and whispers, fragments of sentences: Jamie please Jamie that's oh just like that that's you feel so good oh god Jamie please-- over and over, her voice higher than it usually is, her hips snapping up again and again.

And there, and her head snaps back, her body spasming beneath him, there,
three hard throbbing waves around his prick, and she whimpers as she comes down from it, oversensitive. She's going to scream again in a moment, and dazedly she wonders if she'll come again as he fucks her.]
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