[Her breath hitches when he tastes her, and the way he lingers inside nearly distracts Rin. However when he speaks she's reminded just how frustrating he can be, so her hands shift. Both thumbs tease in circles around his areola before spiraling in toward Chobe's nipples. Her hope is that some extra stimulation will help him along, and she has confidence she can last too — since clitoral stimulation is her preferred method.
Yet even so, if he fucks her long enough he's bound to bring her to her peak eventually, preference be damned.]
Is it really that easy? Maybe I should just play limp fish and make it more difficult for you.
[That's tempting, but Tohsaka hasn't ever known herself to be able to keep her trap shut if there was an argument to be had. The next time she exhales, it's shaky. Wavering voice accompanied by the fluttering of her dark lashes. In fact as Chobe keeps still, Rin squirms against him without thinking about it.]
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Yet even so, if he fucks her long enough he's bound to bring her to her peak eventually, preference be damned.]
Is it really that easy? Maybe I should just play limp fish and make it more difficult for you.
[That's tempting, but Tohsaka hasn't ever known herself to be able to keep her trap shut if there was an argument to be had. The next time she exhales, it's shaky. Wavering voice accompanied by the fluttering of her dark lashes. In fact as Chobe keeps still, Rin squirms against him without thinking about it.]