Even after doing this as often as he can with her, the way she cries his name against his ear whenever she gasps it out loud wrenches his stomach, sends butterflies buzzing and flapping in his belly, tugs at his heart strings. He wishes he had 3 sets of arms to rub her thighs, and pet her hair, and hug her, trying to do all these things at once.
He sucks on her jaw, her ear, as their hips start their dance, moving with her slowly at first, rebelling in the sensations of her body moving with him, how it feels to bury inside her. Always so tight and warm around him, and while it's always the same, it always feels new.
He moans her name, trying to be quiet, before his hips start moving faster, rocking up her thighs, going for that spot that turns her on the most when they do this.
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Date: 2012-11-02 10:51 am (UTC)He sucks on her jaw, her ear, as their hips start their dance, moving with her slowly at first, rebelling in the sensations of her body moving with him, how it feels to bury inside her. Always so tight and warm around him, and while it's always the same, it always feels new.
He moans her name, trying to be quiet, before his hips start moving faster, rocking up her thighs, going for that spot that turns her on the most when they do this.