[ It's slowed considerably now, the pace with which he crooks his fingers and pushes deep into Zevran, but the rhythm becomes predictable. Rise and fall, ebb and flow. Breathe.
Let him adjust. He won't shy back unless he uses the word, turning his head to catch the corner of his mouth with a soft nip. ]
If I told you the word for 'more', for example. Bet you'd pick that up quick.
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[ It's slowed considerably now, the pace with which he crooks his fingers and pushes deep into Zevran, but the rhythm becomes predictable. Rise and fall, ebb and flow. Breathe.
Let him adjust. He won't shy back unless he uses the word, turning his head to catch the corner of his mouth with a soft nip. ]
If I told you the word for 'more', for example. Bet you'd pick that up quick.