[ She lifts her head for a moment as his hips move but she doesn't scold the action or take the moment to draw further attention to how his body clearly doesn't mind her attention. At a different time, yes, not right now. She's enjoying — and trying to mentally note — his reactions. Enjoying making him want.
Her hands move to his hips, simply resting there more than making an effort to hold him still, and she tilts her head so she can run her tongue along the underside of his cock. When she takes him in her mouth again it's not simply to tease, slowly but steadily drawing him deeper. She rolls her eyes up to watch him as she does so, noting how he can't — or won't — quite look at her.
After another minute or two she pulls back, slowly licking her lips, but she lingers close enough for her breath to fan his skin. ]
Does it feel good, Poe? Do you want more? [ Her tone is lower, more intimate like her touch. Her hands, drifting from his hips, run along his thighs as she continues to look up toward his face. ] All you have to do is ask...
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Her hands move to his hips, simply resting there more than making an effort to hold him still, and she tilts her head so she can run her tongue along the underside of his cock. When she takes him in her mouth again it's not simply to tease, slowly but steadily drawing him deeper. She rolls her eyes up to watch him as she does so, noting how he can't — or won't — quite look at her.
After another minute or two she pulls back, slowly licking her lips, but she lingers close enough for her breath to fan his skin. ]
Does it feel good, Poe? Do you want more? [ Her tone is lower, more intimate like her touch. Her hands, drifting from his hips, run along his thighs as she continues to look up toward his face. ] All you have to do is ask...