[ That moan of his is a wonderfully pleasant sound. Lovely, even, considering that's become the whole theme of this encounter. Coupled with that unfocused gaze of his, it makes him a sight to behold himself.
But she does want that control. She wants all that she can have because usually, it's none. Yet, it's endearing how desperate that buck up into her is. It draws a squeaky noise of delight from Rosie who is a little caught off-guard at first. She's torn between wanting to restrain him further to keep it from happening again or letting him work to get what extra pleasure he can; ultimately, the former wins out and those vines creep down his abdomen before sticking down the bed below to keep him more firmly suspended beneath her. ]
Mm, let me take care of all that. [ While not usually one to savor things, Rose wants to enjoy this with a gradual build-up. A slow, steady rise and fall of her hips to start that's purposefully teasing. It grows to a quicker, harsher pace that comes with moans of her own though before long. ] You feel- so good- [ she breathes out against his neck, somewhere in the otherwise string of needy sounds. She's leaning against him now for a bit of extra support with hands planted on his chest. Jelly limbs, okay. For as determined as her hips seem to be, her arms aren't as cooperative as there's a shudder against him. ]Ah-almost.
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But she does want that control. She wants all that she can have because usually, it's none. Yet, it's endearing how desperate that buck up into her is. It draws a squeaky noise of delight from Rosie who is a little caught off-guard at first. She's torn between wanting to restrain him further to keep it from happening again or letting him work to get what extra pleasure he can; ultimately, the former wins out and those vines creep down his abdomen before sticking down the bed below to keep him more firmly suspended beneath her. ]
Mm, let me take care of all that. [ While not usually one to savor things, Rose wants to enjoy this with a gradual build-up. A slow, steady rise and fall of her hips to start that's purposefully teasing. It grows to a quicker, harsher pace that comes with moans of her own though before long. ] You feel- so good- [ she breathes out against his neck, somewhere in the otherwise string of needy sounds. She's leaning against him now for a bit of extra support with hands planted on his chest. Jelly limbs, okay. For as determined as her hips seem to be, her arms aren't as cooperative as there's a shudder against him. ] Ah-almost.