[Honestly? If Mio's feeling embarrassed, Noah hasn't noticed. He's too lost in the pussy sauce, so excuse him if he's a little less than coherent.
Sighs spool from his mouth like loose ribbon, and he's clearly enjoying himself— at least, he hopes it's obvious. This is a moment for both of them to enjoy, after all, and Mio deserves to know that no one makes him feel like she does.]
...Yeah. Just like that.
[Her request prompts a smile, though it's brief, pulled apart by heady sighs and the pleasant drag of nails along his back, spine arching and skin tingling. Almost too quickly, Noah nods, obedient as ever, and leans in to dress her neck in kisses.
...He isn't going to last long enough to enjoy this as much as he wants, but who's going to stop them from doing it a second time? A third? Noah huffs, kisses turning into licks into bites, the temptation to mark her overwhelming him. That last bite'll smart, leave a pretty little bruise on her skin, and he'll apologize for it later. Noah simply needed to.]
[She smiles her own short-lived smile at his expression - and at watching it unravel as her nails mark their path down along his skin. Mio is far too pleased with herself for her success.
Noah's teeth dig into her skin, marking her with the most possessive bite yet, and Mio whimpers with a high, singing cry that's far from in pain. He doesn't need to keep her from going anywhere: She's right here and will be as long as she's able. And yet... how happy and grateful she is for this sense of safety despite the harsh reality of their situation. How glad she is to belong somewhere. As the sensations in her body become more and more likely to fade, that he can make her feel something so strongly is - ]
Ah, that's good... You're amazing... Ah -!
[It sneaks up on her. One might even say it comes out of nowhere - just like she's about to. The hot, never-scratchable itch, the unbearable need, the not-quite-pain pleasure of his thrusting and biting - they drive noise after noise out of her as soon as her mouth is open for the first cry. Mio's knees draw up even more, almost as if she could fold in on herself and chase this feeling. She clenches around him again and again, his name on repeat in her head if not her mouth. It all goes starry, her body shuddering uncontrollably, and she shrieks loudly enough to summon a noise complaint.]
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Sighs spool from his mouth like loose ribbon, and he's clearly enjoying himself— at least, he hopes it's obvious. This is a moment for both of them to enjoy, after all, and Mio deserves to know that no one makes him feel like she does.]
...Yeah. Just like that.
[Her request prompts a smile, though it's brief, pulled apart by heady sighs and the pleasant drag of nails along his back, spine arching and skin tingling. Almost too quickly, Noah nods, obedient as ever, and leans in to dress her neck in kisses.
...He isn't going to last long enough to enjoy this as much as he wants, but who's going to stop them from doing it a second time? A third? Noah huffs, kisses turning into licks into bites, the temptation to mark her overwhelming him. That last bite'll smart, leave a pretty little bruise on her skin, and he'll apologize for it later. Noah simply needed to.]
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Noah's teeth dig into her skin, marking her with the most possessive bite yet, and Mio whimpers with a high, singing cry that's far from in pain. He doesn't need to keep her from going anywhere: She's right here and will be as long as she's able. And yet... how happy and grateful she is for this sense of safety despite the harsh reality of their situation. How glad she is to belong somewhere. As the sensations in her body become more and more likely to fade, that he can make her feel something so strongly is - ]
Ah, that's good... You're amazing... Ah -!
[It sneaks up on her. One might even say it comes out of nowhere - just like she's about to. The hot, never-scratchable itch, the unbearable need, the not-quite-pain pleasure of his thrusting and biting - they drive noise after noise out of her as soon as her mouth is open for the first cry. Mio's knees draw up even more, almost as if she could fold in on herself and chase this feeling. She clenches around him again and again, his name on repeat in her head if not her mouth. It all goes starry, her body shuddering uncontrollably, and she shrieks loudly enough to summon a noise complaint.]