The low sound Caleb makes this time as Yussa rubs against him is undeniably pleased. When he leans back to look down at the elf beneath him, it is with both warm amusement and intense heat.
"That is exactly the sort of work I was hoping to do tonight," he says with a flicker of a smile, that appealing rasp still in his voice. "But I hope you will not mind the use of my tongue again as well."
That he has to put a little distance between their bodies to make this workable is a little frustrating, admittedly, after this very pleasant grinding has gotten him all wound up. But he wants to touch Yussa more than he wants to continue that way, and he wants to fuck him most of all. So he kneels back a little, just enough that he can comfortably trail his hands inward along Yussa's thighs and get the right angle for his fingers when he reaches his center.
Caleb has been aching for this, and finally he drags two fingers against Yussa's cunt, feeling his stomach clench with a powerful spike of arousal as he does. He's as slick as he expected, his folds blood hot and easily held open by the thumb of his other hand. Knelt between his legs, Caleb has the most incredible view as he stirs the pads of his fingers against the pliant, sensitive opening of Yussa's cunt, collecting the evidence of his need and rubbing it over the tender, stiff bud of his clit in a slow, firm circle.
no subject
"That is exactly the sort of work I was hoping to do tonight," he says with a flicker of a smile, that appealing rasp still in his voice. "But I hope you will not mind the use of my tongue again as well."
That he has to put a little distance between their bodies to make this workable is a little frustrating, admittedly, after this very pleasant grinding has gotten him all wound up. But he wants to touch Yussa more than he wants to continue that way, and he wants to fuck him most of all. So he kneels back a little, just enough that he can comfortably trail his hands inward along Yussa's thighs and get the right angle for his fingers when he reaches his center.
Caleb has been aching for this, and finally he drags two fingers against Yussa's cunt, feeling his stomach clench with a powerful spike of arousal as he does. He's as slick as he expected, his folds blood hot and easily held open by the thumb of his other hand. Knelt between his legs, Caleb has the most incredible view as he stirs the pads of his fingers against the pliant, sensitive opening of Yussa's cunt, collecting the evidence of his need and rubbing it over the tender, stiff bud of his clit in a slow, firm circle.