[ Her heels dig into his back, fingers fisting his hair. In retaliation Hei grips so tight to her hips that she can probably feel the bruises forming beneath the press of his fingers. Holding her flush against his face, he flattens his tongue against her clit and rubs in small circles. Kittenish licks, at first playful then hungry. Seeing if she can handle hard pressure here or heat there, before adding a throaty hum and a hint of teeth. Slipping lower, he teases her fist with the flat of his tongue, then the hard tip. Licking shallow, then deep, before driving into her as far as he can go. ]
[ He's made enough of a study of her to correspond her breathing, her churning hips and jerky movements, to how far she climbs. He's not planning to stop until she's poised at the very tip, skittering and teetering, ready to fall off. Wants her balanced dangerously on the edge, wet and hot and quaking around him, as he sinks into her. ]
⊕ Friday!
[ He's made enough of a study of her to correspond her breathing, her churning hips and jerky movements, to how far she climbs. He's not planning to stop until she's poised at the very tip, skittering and teetering, ready to fall off. Wants her balanced dangerously on the edge, wet and hot and quaking around him, as he sinks into her. ]