[Some small little sound, not quite a gasp or whimper but almost, edges past his lips as he watches her grind on her own hand and edge closer to getting herself over that brink. Fuck, it's almost painful to watch.
Any moment now he could easily completely disregard her words and mold himself against her. It's what they both want, despite her insistence that he can't touch yet. She's trying to bait him into disobedience. And that is what keeps him here, because while he's all too happy to break other people's rules normally, this isn't a real rule. This is a taunt. This is a game of chicken and he's fucking determined to win it.
So he keeps his own touch languid and distractingly light. Not enough to do much of anything other than keep him wanting her as he eyes her body, and where her fingers press inside. He gives a slow breath out through his nose, then another, focused through the intensity of his need. His eyelids flutter as he thumbs at the ridges around the head of his cock, and yet he won't close his eyes completely, he doesn't want to miss any of this incredible show.]
Ven aquí, milagrita. Puedo ver que lo quieres adentro. Lemme scratch that itch for you.
[He smirks, and stills his hand while he beckons with the other for her to come on over, just in case she's ready to let him win.]
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Any moment now he could easily completely disregard her words and mold himself against her. It's what they both want, despite her insistence that he can't touch yet. She's trying to bait him into disobedience. And that is what keeps him here, because while he's all too happy to break other people's rules normally, this isn't a real rule. This is a taunt. This is a game of chicken and he's fucking determined to win it.
So he keeps his own touch languid and distractingly light. Not enough to do much of anything other than keep him wanting her as he eyes her body, and where her fingers press inside. He gives a slow breath out through his nose, then another, focused through the intensity of his need. His eyelids flutter as he thumbs at the ridges around the head of his cock, and yet he won't close his eyes completely, he doesn't want to miss any of this incredible show.]
Ven aquí, milagrita. Puedo ver que lo quieres adentro. Lemme scratch that itch for you.
[He smirks, and stills his hand while he beckons with the other for her to come on over, just in case she's ready to let him win.]