[Over the past few minutes, Mio hasn't exactly been aware of her gradually dwindling vocabulary. She's had nothing but praise for Noah, nothing but wandering thoughts about how this feels that try to coalesce into words for her. Whatever thread was holding her articulation together snaps pretty soon after he picks up thrusting into her. The first noise she can summon is a heady moan, and when nothing else comes after, she nods vigorously. For all the reinforcement Noah received earlier, this should still be good to communicate what she's feeling.
Plus, she's kinda wet... Which she's pretty sure he can tell without her commentary. Still, would he even want to hear it? Would he want to know that she's never felt like this before, and it's all due to him? She wants to think about these things so she can learn. She wants to know how she compares to her hand and if she can get to the same peak he did earlier. But she just can't. She really can't think at all.
Mio isn't fully sure what to do with herself, especially with him having abandoned her boobs to the cold and lonely elements, so Mio lets her hands wander, curious and desperately looking for purchase. They move over his shoulders, his upper arms, his back, her nails just beginning to scratch the skin. Her legs seem to have a better idea of where to go - she brings them up around him almost immediately and giving him even easier access. Hopefully he had no plans to abandon his task any time soon.]
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Plus, she's kinda wet... Which she's pretty sure he can tell without her commentary. Still, would he even want to hear it? Would he want to know that she's never felt like this before, and it's all due to him? She wants to think about these things so she can learn. She wants to know how she compares to her hand and if she can get to the same peak he did earlier. But she just can't. She really can't think at all.
Mio isn't fully sure what to do with herself, especially with him having abandoned her boobs to the cold and lonely elements, so Mio lets her hands wander, curious and desperately looking for purchase. They move over his shoulders, his upper arms, his back, her nails just beginning to scratch the skin. Her legs seem to have a better idea of where to go - she brings them up around him almost immediately and giving him even easier access. Hopefully he had no plans to abandon his task any time soon.]