[getting back to it...she's still apprehensive, yes, but it's hard to fight against the way he works her over, and soon she finds her eyes fluttering, her back arching, and her toes curling with the tingling pleasure.
laying back down on the bed, the hand at her neck pinching her skin to remember his kisses, while her other hand seems aimless, searching for its place in all of this. clutching at the sheets, at her shirt, eventually finding its way up to the breast he'd palmed near the onset. it just feels good to trigger these sensations all over, but even that's a task as the attention Guzma's giving her overrides most anything.
...except awareness of her legs this time around.
with a louder, shuddering breath peppered with a moan, she arches her back. she blossoms for him, drawn close to climax, her hips rolling, yearning as her hands draw up to her flush and heated cheeks.]
O-oh. Gods. Guzma, I...oh...!
[she stifles herself to a whimper even as her urgency grows.]
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laying back down on the bed, the hand at her neck pinching her skin to remember his kisses, while her other hand seems aimless, searching for its place in all of this. clutching at the sheets, at her shirt, eventually finding its way up to the breast he'd palmed near the onset. it just feels good to trigger these sensations all over, but even that's a task as the attention Guzma's giving her overrides most anything.
...except awareness of her legs this time around.
with a louder, shuddering breath peppered with a moan, she arches her back. she blossoms for him, drawn close to climax, her hips rolling, yearning as her hands draw up to her flush and heated cheeks.]
O-oh. Gods. Guzma, I...oh...!
[she stifles herself to a whimper even as her urgency grows.]