[ ichiro doesn't need to goad roxy for too long: her body is almost too eager to push her hips into his hand, to let those fingertips of his slip inside of her when they get just a little too close to her yearning. and she is yearning even before those words and his touch thread with the pants and moans that give an escape to her pleasure.
and if she wasn't already capable of being molded to his wants just by his hands, what ichiro actually says makes roxy's entire world stumble around her for that split second; everything in her runs overhot and those pink eyes open in surprise. that breath, usually so strong to support her sounds, stutters and fails and the only thing that matters at all to her in that moment is "i've been waiting for another chance." roxy aches. from her tense entrance down to her very bones, she aches with want and the need to feel ichiro again.
she won't even try to hold out anymore. ]
Yes, [ she gasps, a weak answer to his question, but an honest one. of course, if she had her way, he'd think about her all the time, too, but that... that she can save for contemplating later. her thighs part wider to pull herself down further on his hips, to trap his hand between himself and her heat, almost begging ichiro to do what he will with her. ] I want you, [ she finally whispers, biting her lower lip to keep herself from whining too loudly. ] Please, please, don't make me wait too long...
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and if she wasn't already capable of being molded to his wants just by his hands, what ichiro actually says makes roxy's entire world stumble around her for that split second; everything in her runs overhot and those pink eyes open in surprise. that breath, usually so strong to support her sounds, stutters and fails and the only thing that matters at all to her in that moment is "i've been waiting for another chance." roxy aches. from her tense entrance down to her very bones, she aches with want and the need to feel ichiro again.
she won't even try to hold out anymore. ]
Yes, [ she gasps, a weak answer to his question, but an honest one. of course, if she had her way, he'd think about her all the time, too, but that... that she can save for contemplating later. her thighs part wider to pull herself down further on his hips, to trap his hand between himself and her heat, almost begging ichiro to do what he will with her. ] I want you, [ she finally whispers, biting her lower lip to keep herself from whining too loudly. ] Please, please, don't make me wait too long...