[He can feel her still struggling, yet hearing her strained voice, those small gasps and whines—feeling the heat from her stimulated skin, her pulse racing. It makes his hands roam, to slide up to feel her bare sides and midriff and slip beneath her top before backing down, tempting as it is. Even if his blood is boiling from want, he has at least some sense to know that rushing even faster than this would be too much. But it's difficult—ever inch his fingertips touch he wants to feel more, just like he wants to feel her hands on him.
His mouth had reached her collarbone by the time she pulls him up, and he doesn't resist. Instead he just stares down at her silently, taking in her flushed face and swollen lips, already wanting to take them again. Slowly he lowers, closing the distance between a little before he smirks a little.]
Shouldn't...do what? What were you expecting?
[Is he teasing her? Granted, he really shouldn't be one to talk since it's certainly crossed his mind, but as if trying to pull her out of that panic he just lightly kisses her.]
It might be part of my ancestral blood, but I'm not that much of a beast.
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His mouth had reached her collarbone by the time she pulls him up, and he doesn't resist. Instead he just stares down at her silently, taking in her flushed face and swollen lips, already wanting to take them again. Slowly he lowers, closing the distance between a little before he smirks a little.]
Shouldn't...do what? What were you expecting?
[Is he teasing her? Granted, he really shouldn't be one to talk since it's certainly crossed his mind, but as if trying to pull her out of that panic he just lightly kisses her.]
It might be part of my ancestral blood, but I'm not that much of a beast.