[ Kiritsubo does make it easy, going along with Reign's little whims, even though it had been him who decided to help her, to indulge her desires. It wouldn't be strange at all if she had been the one to lead him on, move the pieces and have him dance upon the palm of her hand. And Reign wouldn't mind it at all in the least, as if following her on a leash. But her grinding against his erection does draw a frustrated sound out of Reign, even as he rocks back up, giving Kiritsubo the friction she seeks. He is, without a doubt, desperate to thrust his hard length into her tight and wet heat, but he'll wait. He'll be as patient as he can, even when she uses him to chase after her own pleasure.
So when at last her fingers begin to work on unclasp the fasteners, Reign thought he would cry in relief as his erection finally springs forth from its confines, glistening with pre and standing tall, as if searching for Kiritsubo's core. ] Yes, yes, please! Mmnh! [ He stays as still as possible, his body tense, one hand tightly gripping the baluster, the other at Kiritsubo's hip to support her descent.
Reign watches the way the tip of his cock brush against her moist lip, the juice dripping to mix with his pre. It's a heady scent, tempting him to snap his hips and busy himself deep within her. He very nearly give into it, but the tone of Kiritsubo's voice grabs his attention, has him looking up at her, and he nearly stops breathing.
There's something about Kiritsubo that sends a tingle through Reign. The intensity in her gaze, the emphasis of her tone when she says "I". He almost couldn't sense the innocence in her, as if finally seeing Kiritsubo's true nature. ] Take it. [ He whispers back just as quietly. ] Take all of me.
[ The words barely left his lips as he's at last engulfed by Kiritsubo's, torturously slow, yet smoothly swallowing him up in one movement. Reign throws his head back and lets out a low moan of his own, the sound soon morphing into soft cries and groans as she begins to ride him in earnest. It's as if he's being tightly squeezed by Kiritsubo's tight heat, yet wrapped in the most comforting warmth he could ever experience. As if his mind is melting from all the pleasures. ] F-fuck... You feel... so good.
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So when at last her fingers begin to work on unclasp the fasteners, Reign thought he would cry in relief as his erection finally springs forth from its confines, glistening with pre and standing tall, as if searching for Kiritsubo's core. ] Yes, yes, please! Mmnh! [ He stays as still as possible, his body tense, one hand tightly gripping the baluster, the other at Kiritsubo's hip to support her descent.
Reign watches the way the tip of his cock brush against her moist lip, the juice dripping to mix with his pre. It's a heady scent, tempting him to snap his hips and busy himself deep within her. He very nearly give into it, but the tone of Kiritsubo's voice grabs his attention, has him looking up at her, and he nearly stops breathing.
There's something about Kiritsubo that sends a tingle through Reign. The intensity in her gaze, the emphasis of her tone when she says "I". He almost couldn't sense the innocence in her, as if finally seeing Kiritsubo's true nature. ] Take it. [ He whispers back just as quietly. ] Take all of me.
[ The words barely left his lips as he's at last engulfed by Kiritsubo's, torturously slow, yet smoothly swallowing him up in one movement. Reign throws his head back and lets out a low moan of his own, the sound soon morphing into soft cries and groans as she begins to ride him in earnest. It's as if he's being tightly squeezed by Kiritsubo's tight heat, yet wrapped in the most comforting warmth he could ever experience. As if his mind is melting from all the pleasures. ] F-fuck... You feel... so good.