[He twines his fingers with hers, a tactile connection that will remain for as long as she wishes. His other hand, however, no longer feels content at her side, doing little more than remaining idle; it moves upwards, knuckles brushing beneath the curve of her breast. His limbs are quite long enough to reach, after all.
His mouth, however, continues its warm ministrations. Sucking languidly, giving her clit the focus it deserves to make her twitch in rhythm to his attentions. Yet, at some point, he does interrupt the process by flattening his tongue against her, gliding it upwards, long and slow.
Eyes flick up just to take her in. His lips shine from his efforts.]
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His mouth, however, continues its warm ministrations. Sucking languidly, giving her clit the focus it deserves to make her twitch in rhythm to his attentions. Yet, at some point, he does interrupt the process by flattening his tongue against her, gliding it upwards, long and slow.
Eyes flick up just to take her in. His lips shine from his efforts.]
Mm, and more still?