[It's not like he expects or even needs some queen blowjob champion anyway. She's good with that hand and her tongue, and seeing her lips around him, giving him everything he asks for, that's more than enough to earn her that break when she takes it. He loosens his grip in her hair so she can catch her breath, and brushes hair out of her eyes with his other hand, tucking it behind her ear.
But breaks only last so long, and when it looks like she's good for more he guides her, and this time helps her set a pace to bob her head and work her tongue to as his fingers twine in that copper hair of hers. She works him to where he's panting and almost whining, wanting to come and yet enjoying every moment that he hasn't, because it means more time with her mouth and hands on him. She does something with the tip of her tongue at one point, really dragging it along the underside, and he arches his back with a low moan.
The pressure builds until it's too much to bear. He clenches his jaw as he comes into that soft little mouth of hers, and she'll have to forgive him for how his wrist curls and fingers clench as well, winding tight in her hair while his other hand clutches at her shoulder and his nails press into her skin.
He lets up, though, eventually. Relaxes once that electric pulse has run its course and left him feeling boneless against the mattress. Words will have to happen later, his tired and very happy brain is rebooting slowly.]
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[It's not like he expects or even needs some queen blowjob champion anyway. She's good with that hand and her tongue, and seeing her lips around him, giving him everything he asks for, that's more than enough to earn her that break when she takes it. He loosens his grip in her hair so she can catch her breath, and brushes hair out of her eyes with his other hand, tucking it behind her ear.
But breaks only last so long, and when it looks like she's good for more he guides her, and this time helps her set a pace to bob her head and work her tongue to as his fingers twine in that copper hair of hers. She works him to where he's panting and almost whining, wanting to come and yet enjoying every moment that he hasn't, because it means more time with her mouth and hands on him. She does something with the tip of her tongue at one point, really dragging it along the underside, and he arches his back with a low moan.
The pressure builds until it's too much to bear. He clenches his jaw as he comes into that soft little mouth of hers, and she'll have to forgive him for how his wrist curls and fingers clench as well, winding tight in her hair while his other hand clutches at her shoulder and his nails press into her skin.
He lets up, though, eventually. Relaxes once that electric pulse has run its course and left him feeling boneless against the mattress. Words will have to happen later, his tired and very happy brain is rebooting slowly.]