[Diluc doesn't do her the same courtesy of making sure the remaining bits of her dress (and panties) are entirely off of her. She's naked and exposed and flushed and breathtaking. As a result, he's far more interested in closing the last bit of distance between them and giving her what it is she's pleading for.
Surely, she'll forgive him his impatience.
He hoists her back up, gets her into position, and presses into her hard enough for her back to hit the wall behind her. Afterward, he buries his face into her neck and groans as he momentarily pauses to savor how warm and wet she is. It's been too long, he realizes--and silently promises to himself and to her not to let it happen again.
The moment passes, and he finally allows himself the freedom to let go and thrust into her with abandon, moaning half-formed thoughts of pleasure into her skin as he does so.]
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Surely, she'll forgive him his impatience.
He hoists her back up, gets her into position, and presses into her hard enough for her back to hit the wall behind her. Afterward, he buries his face into her neck and groans as he momentarily pauses to savor how warm and wet she is. It's been too long, he realizes--and silently promises to himself and to her not to let it happen again.
The moment passes, and he finally allows himself the freedom to let go and thrust into her with abandon, moaning half-formed thoughts of pleasure into her skin as he does so.]