"I'm not gonna choke you your first time." She chuckled somewhere between her breathy moans, body arched into his touch. "Or ever, if you're not into it." She had seen - could see, right then - the rings around his neck, and the thought had not even crossed her mind. This encounter was probably going to be the most vanilla one she had had in a long time which, honestly, was totally fine with her.
His next request had her cocking her head, then dipping down to brush her lips along his bare shoulder. "Want me to leave a mark?" Or several, if so desired. "And where? I can hide them, if you need me to."
"I don't...know a lot of what I want in practice. Or don't want. It was a solid no," he said, gasping as she presses closer to him. He's done things on his own, had fantasies, but those were different circumstances from having a partner. Especially since a lot of his personal fantasies were most intense during the Spring.
And during Spring was not a trustworhty judge of his wants.
There is a hard shiver at her question, breathing in sharply, a sudden flare of light from the candles. Which was all probably pretty telling on its own. "I want a mark," he said, sounding a bit breathless, his other hand moving to give attention to her other breast. Lightly pinching her nipples this time, a leg loosely hooking behind her. "Keep them lower on my neck and shoulders."
"We'll figure your other kinks out." She said, playfully nipping at the top of his shoulder. For a moment, Night Sky simply relished in the feeling of his hands on her chest, soft little moans exhaled in the form of warm breaths on his skin. Then, only once he confirmed what he wanted, did she part her lips and catch a patch of skin - right at the base of his neck where it met his shoulder - between her teeth, sucking hard enough to bruise, the twinges of pain soothed with intermittent laps of her tongue. Night Sky kept her knee wedged between his legs, encouraging him to grind down into her thigh.
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His next request had her cocking her head, then dipping down to brush her lips along his bare shoulder. "Want me to leave a mark?" Or several, if so desired. "And where? I can hide them, if you need me to."
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And during Spring was not a trustworhty judge of his wants.
There is a hard shiver at her question, breathing in sharply, a sudden flare of light from the candles. Which was all probably pretty telling on its own. "I want a mark," he said, sounding a bit breathless, his other hand moving to give attention to her other breast. Lightly pinching her nipples this time, a leg loosely hooking behind her. "Keep them lower on my neck and shoulders."
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