[Her voice is flustered when he calls her by her actual name, bringing her hands up as she waves them frantically in response. Of course, it's her last name, but it still gets her going, her stomach twisting in an insatiable need for more. There's a soft sound that leaves her lips as he places his forehead on hers.
It feels comfortable, warm. And she can't stop him from pressing his lips against her own; she wants it-- no, she needs it just as much as he does, and it's her carnal instincts that drive her forward, slipping her own tongue past her lips when she feels his own, giving into the temptation and urge that makes her want him this badly, reaching out to taste his tongue on her own.]
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[Her voice is flustered when he calls her by her actual name, bringing her hands up as she waves them frantically in response. Of course, it's her last name, but it still gets her going, her stomach twisting in an insatiable need for more. There's a soft sound that leaves her lips as he places his forehead on hers.
It feels comfortable, warm. And she can't stop him from pressing his lips against her own; she wants it-- no, she needs it just as much as he does, and it's her carnal instincts that drive her forward, slipping her own tongue past her lips when she feels his own, giving into the temptation and urge that makes her want him this badly, reaching out to taste his tongue on her own.]