The lustful way it spills off of her lips course through him like molten heat, and whatever comment he might have made about her language is lost to a soft moan of his own. With each passing moment, he realizes more and more how much he's missed this. And with that realization comes increasingly loosening restraint.
That Ori has to unwind herself from him to get his pants off him is an unfortunate necessity, but the way in which she ultimately accomplishes the task is as desperate and impatient as he himself feels. There's something intoxicating about Ori showing the full extent of her strength like this, particularly against him.]
Fuck.
[He breathes the word, vulgar and reverent and more aroused than he's felt in what feels like ages.]
I'm unable to say no to a plea like that. But first: you're far too dressed.
[It's his turn to tear fabric, in this case pulling the dress from her body and tossing it aside.]
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The lustful way it spills off of her lips course through him like molten heat, and whatever comment he might have made about her language is lost to a soft moan of his own. With each passing moment, he realizes more and more how much he's missed this. And with that realization comes increasingly loosening restraint.
That Ori has to unwind herself from him to get his pants off him is an unfortunate necessity, but the way in which she ultimately accomplishes the task is as desperate and impatient as he himself feels. There's something intoxicating about Ori showing the full extent of her strength like this, particularly against him.]
Fuck.
[He breathes the word, vulgar and reverent and more aroused than he's felt in what feels like ages.]
I'm unable to say no to a plea like that. But first: you're far too dressed.
[It's his turn to tear fabric, in this case pulling the dress from her body and tossing it aside.]