[ She can very much feel his arousal as he moves his hips against her, the friction and teasing giving her a brief taste of what's to come (ha). Then, as if that alone wasn't enough to send heat coursing through her own veins and to have her aching between her legs, he whispers into her ear; the sound and the sensation of his purring are entirely disarming and utterly bewitching, and there's nothing she can do to stop herself from letting just one word slip from her mouth— ]
Fuck.
[ — before she moans. ]
I need you, Diluc—
[ Positioned as they are, though, the task of opening his pants is considerably more difficult than opening his shirt. Her hands scramble downward to the hem of his trousers as she loosens her legs around him to stand, her toes just barely touching the ground as she tries, earnestly, not to ruin all of his clothes. But she's so worked up now, a dangerous mix of pent-up energy from their self-imposed avoidance of intimacy over the last however-long-it's-been and the dreamotion that's turned them both partly feline making her more impatient than she normally would be. So she will be tearing this article of clothing off of him, too. Oops. ]
no subject
Fuck.
[ — before she moans. ]
I need you, Diluc—
[ Positioned as they are, though, the task of opening his pants is considerably more difficult than opening his shirt. Her hands scramble downward to the hem of his trousers as she loosens her legs around him to stand, her toes just barely touching the ground as she tries, earnestly, not to ruin all of his clothes. But she's so worked up now, a dangerous mix of pent-up energy from their self-imposed avoidance of intimacy over the last however-long-it's-been and the dreamotion that's turned them both partly feline making her more impatient than she normally would be. So she will be tearing this article of clothing off of him, too. Oops. ]