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[Her whole body flushes white hot at the sound he makes, a reminder of how much his pleasure affects her even when she's getting very little out of it in return (except the knowledge that she is the source of that noise, which is an extremely empowering thought.) She murmurs happily, but her hand stills on him as he slides his fingers through her hair and he announces his intentions. Well... all but begs.]

Yes. Yes please, always... I'll always...

[She slides off his lap and nestles against the pillows, splaying her legs ever so slightly. There's one tiny obstacle in the way which she's all too keen to do away with as she starts to slide her panties down over her hips. She fixes him with her gaze, molten and longing in equal measure.]

Help me with these and come into me.