[Really, Jin Ling? Even now, buried inside of her, you use a formal title? If Yuri could get her mind about her more, she might’ve laughed a little and teased him about it.
But as it is, it doesn’t matter. His mouth is hot against her own, her mind dizzy with pleasure that buzzed through her. It’s all too much and yet, somehow, not enough. Her fingers curl into his hair, and when he moves just a little it startled a moan out of her that’s muffled against his kiss. Her lips are going to be sore after all of this, though in the best possible way that leaves her unable to really complain.
When she forces herself to pull back for air, gasping and ragged, she gazes at Jin Ling with an expression that manages to both be pleasing and maybe a little adoring] Move— Like that. Again. [Words are hard, feeling clumsy in her mouth as she moves her hips herself to get a little more of that press and slide that has her gasping a stuttered breath and her hands clinging tighter.]
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But as it is, it doesn’t matter. His mouth is hot against her own, her mind dizzy with pleasure that buzzed through her. It’s all too much and yet, somehow, not enough. Her fingers curl into his hair, and when he moves just a little it startled a moan out of her that’s muffled against his kiss. Her lips are going to be sore after all of this, though in the best possible way that leaves her unable to really complain.
When she forces herself to pull back for air, gasping and ragged, she gazes at Jin Ling with an expression that manages to both be pleasing and maybe a little adoring] Move— Like that. Again. [Words are hard, feeling clumsy in her mouth as she moves her hips herself to get a little more of that press and slide that has her gasping a stuttered breath and her hands clinging tighter.]