[ it would have been easy for the both of them to call it quits after they've had their fair share of orgasms, with or without penetration. but they've both been well aware of what everything has been leading up to, that they wanted something more than foreplay from the absolute beginning. her body may be tender and sensitive and there is no doubt Rosalind would be feeling the consequences of all of this in the morning, but there's something chemical working its way through them right now. not even because of the bullshit involving the festival.
her words paint a picture that would probably make any man want to go for another round, with or without the powers of a Fable. Bigby's been ready and willing to go since he's put her mouth on her, however, so when she is on her knees and being so damned descriptive, it causes nothing more than a physical ache in the cock bobbing up and down between his legs. he tries to contend to it by continuing the stroking motions of his wrist, and she should realize she is successful in riling him up when the speed quickens the more Rosalind goes on. ]
That's... hm. Okay.
[ he's at a loss for words, really. not a lot of women have been as vocal as she has been in that moment, and Bigby isn't sure how to process that. pair it with the fact that she's now touching him again and he almost feels like he is out of his element. he doesn't need long to get a grasp of himself, mind you, reminding of just how physical things are right now when his cock brushes against the taut shape of her stomach. his grip on his cock is abandoned in favor of reaching back to grab her by her ass, something that is certainly expected of the man at this point in their... relationship. ]
I'll be good and let you have your turn first. Consider it a thank you for being so generous.
[ you know, with the please and what not. Bigby allows himself to crawl onto the bed so that he is now on his knees as well, his height over her substantial enough to force him to look downwards towards her. fingers refuse to unlatch themselves from her backside as he feels the blunt head of his cock brush along her lips, and he makes a point of rotating his hips around to get more of that sensation. it's something to tide himself over with until she flips him over and takes what she wants for a change. ]
Take too long and I'm going to change my mind, though.
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her words paint a picture that would probably make any man want to go for another round, with or without the powers of a Fable. Bigby's been ready and willing to go since he's put her mouth on her, however, so when she is on her knees and being so damned descriptive, it causes nothing more than a physical ache in the cock bobbing up and down between his legs. he tries to contend to it by continuing the stroking motions of his wrist, and she should realize she is successful in riling him up when the speed quickens the more Rosalind goes on. ]
That's... hm. Okay.
[ he's at a loss for words, really. not a lot of women have been as vocal as she has been in that moment, and Bigby isn't sure how to process that. pair it with the fact that she's now touching him again and he almost feels like he is out of his element. he doesn't need long to get a grasp of himself, mind you, reminding of just how physical things are right now when his cock brushes against the taut shape of her stomach. his grip on his cock is abandoned in favor of reaching back to grab her by her ass, something that is certainly expected of the man at this point in their... relationship. ]
I'll be good and let you have your turn first. Consider it a thank you for being so generous.
[ you know, with the please and what not. Bigby allows himself to crawl onto the bed so that he is now on his knees as well, his height over her substantial enough to force him to look downwards towards her. fingers refuse to unlatch themselves from her backside as he feels the blunt head of his cock brush along her lips, and he makes a point of rotating his hips around to get more of that sensation. it's something to tide himself over with until she flips him over and takes what she wants for a change. ]
Take too long and I'm going to change my mind, though.