[His sentence cut off with the added pressure on his neck, channeling a whine. Thanks Primus, he doesn't need air. It's clear that Monika now cares about her own pleasure than his own. It will leave him wanting; though his own needs and wants are progressively being ignored, satisfying his partner- his dominant -is enough for him. It takes priority over his own. It helped that he had already let out his own frustration and needs, even if it may return sooner rather than later.
What he was trying to say earlier, it's true that he didn't lose on purpose. At least for the most part, he wasn't. Sure, the odd were stacks against him with all the new and familiar stimulations hitting him, he would have likely ended up the loser still. But if not for him feeling frustrated from her teases, he wouldn't had been so desperate fucking her mouth and came earlier than he intended to.
Prove to her he's sorry? He isn't sure how to, but he knows there's a goal sitting in front of him, down on his neck. So, he keeps at licking and fucking her pussy with his tongue, pressing his tongue against her inner walls, poking, and thrusting in and out.
Gradually that exciting pace from earlier is coming back to him, but he pulls his tongue back out to flick at her clit and lap at her folds, giving as much attention to her core as he can. The caress to his temple is nice, getting him to close his eyes while exhaling slowly through mouth, warm breath hitting her clit. It spurs him into ensuring Monika received the pleasure she so deserved and needed.
Tentatively, he does stop for a reason, ignoring the rise of fear and excitement if he'll receive punishment for essentially disobeying her.]
I'm... At your door.
[And follows after is a knock to her door. He knows he isn't in the position to be making any demands. It's simply to inform her that he's arrived.... but ultimately it's up to her when or if she'll let him in.
If not, he'll keep with servicing her pussy and clit.]
no subject
[His sentence cut off with the added pressure on his neck, channeling a whine. Thanks Primus, he doesn't need air. It's clear that Monika now cares about her own pleasure than his own. It will leave him wanting; though his own needs and wants are progressively being ignored, satisfying his partner- his dominant -is enough for him. It takes priority over his own. It helped that he had already let out his own frustration and needs, even if it may return sooner rather than later.
What he was trying to say earlier, it's true that he didn't lose on purpose. At least for the most part, he wasn't. Sure, the odd were stacks against him with all the new and familiar stimulations hitting him, he would have likely ended up the loser still. But if not for him feeling frustrated from her teases, he wouldn't had been so desperate fucking her mouth and came earlier than he intended to.
Prove to her he's sorry? He isn't sure how to, but he knows there's a goal sitting in front of him, down on his neck. So, he keeps at licking and fucking her pussy with his tongue, pressing his tongue against her inner walls, poking, and thrusting in and out.
Gradually that exciting pace from earlier is coming back to him, but he pulls his tongue back out to flick at her clit and lap at her folds, giving as much attention to her core as he can. The caress to his temple is nice, getting him to close his eyes while exhaling slowly through mouth, warm breath hitting her clit. It spurs him into ensuring Monika received the pleasure she so deserved and needed.
Tentatively, he does stop for a reason, ignoring the rise of fear and excitement if he'll receive punishment for essentially disobeying her.]
I'm... At your door.
[And follows after is a knock to her door. He knows he isn't in the position to be making any demands. It's simply to inform her that he's arrived.... but ultimately it's up to her when or if she'll let him in.
If not, he'll keep with servicing her pussy and clit.]