Kiritsubo selfishly indulges in the fullest extent of that orgasm, crying out again as he takes her clit into her mouth and provides just enough pleasure to keep her peak electric, hips twitching with each suck, each wave of her climax that tightens her body around his fingers. Her efforts and his both allow her to spiral higher... so that she can fall back farther, abandoning the tease of her own body in order to clutch at him with both hands and keep him there between her thighs as her cry breaks for a gasp, a whine, dissolving into heavy panting as she finally pulls his head up just slightly by the inky strands between her fingers.]
Mmm...
[She doesn't have the words yet, and so only a low, husky hum is all that comes out as she follows up the slightly painful yank with petting. A little "apology" perhaps... Not a reward for a job well done. That will be different. But she definitely knows why he shifts... and it makes her laugh somewhat breathlessly, falling back into the soft, slightly sweat damp cradle of cushions and furs for a moment of rest. Just a moment. She won't make him (or let her) wait long.]
Let me give you a kiss, Sebastian Michaelis...
[Just a kiss... ? Kiritsubo smiles, languidly stretching out her legs on either side of him in slow extensions, rolls of her slim ankles, and curls of her toes before she shifts herself, parting her thighs wide enough to accommodate hips and not merely lips, preparing a lewd offering of her slick sex, made warm and oh so ready. But when she asks,]
You're still starving, aren't you... ?
[The icy blue crystal of her Shard glistens temptingly on her tongue.]
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Kiritsubo selfishly indulges in the fullest extent of that orgasm, crying out again as he takes her clit into her mouth and provides just enough pleasure to keep her peak electric, hips twitching with each suck, each wave of her climax that tightens her body around his fingers. Her efforts and his both allow her to spiral higher... so that she can fall back farther, abandoning the tease of her own body in order to clutch at him with both hands and keep him there between her thighs as her cry breaks for a gasp, a whine, dissolving into heavy panting as she finally pulls his head up just slightly by the inky strands between her fingers.]
Mmm...
[She doesn't have the words yet, and so only a low, husky hum is all that comes out as she follows up the slightly painful yank with petting. A little "apology" perhaps... Not a reward for a job well done. That will be different. But she definitely knows why he shifts... and it makes her laugh somewhat breathlessly, falling back into the soft, slightly sweat damp cradle of cushions and furs for a moment of rest. Just a moment. She won't make him (or let her) wait long.]
Let me give you a kiss, Sebastian Michaelis...
[Just a kiss... ? Kiritsubo smiles, languidly stretching out her legs on either side of him in slow extensions, rolls of her slim ankles, and curls of her toes before she shifts herself, parting her thighs wide enough to accommodate hips and not merely lips, preparing a lewd offering of her slick sex, made warm and oh so ready. But when she asks,]
You're still starving, aren't you... ?
[The icy blue crystal of her Shard glistens temptingly on her tongue.]