[ Realistically, he should be getting up. Cleaning her off of his dick and getting dressed, making sure to slip out of here before anyone can notice. They always have to play quiet, behave. Make sure that no one catches on. The blow up in the crew surely wouldn't be worth it.
He doesn't do any of that. It feels too good leaning against her. Nuzzling into her warmth, feeling her skin dragging against his, warm and soft. He doesn't even want to pull out of her any faster than he has to. ]
Better than you.
[ The words are muttered as he leans into the kiss, works his lips slowly against her. It's far lazier than before, most of the passion and the hunger fucked out of him for the time being. Instead he can just enjoy her. Far, far too much.
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He doesn't do any of that. It feels too good leaning against her. Nuzzling into her warmth, feeling her skin dragging against his, warm and soft. He doesn't even want to pull out of her any faster than he has to. ]
Better than you.
[ The words are muttered as he leans into the kiss, works his lips slowly against her. It's far lazier than before, most of the passion and the hunger fucked out of him for the time being. Instead he can just enjoy her. Far, far too much.
He's just gonna ignore that. ]