[He can't even argue; he's the one who had done this, after all, and he owes it to her. So, at her beck and call, Adrian comes closer on his hands and knees, leaning into her hands as his hair is brushed back.
Dipping his head down, he gives her a slow swipe with his tongue, wet and with the full flat of hit against her clit. He won't rush it, and full intends to make the most of this. To treat her well, spoil her best as he can.
[She breathes it out. She's getting spoiled here, she knows she is. There's so many people who are so eager to eat her out, but honestly? What a brilliant problem to have. Especially when it comes from someone like him, so arrogant and so sweet in turn. Rosalind's head tips back, her fingers tightening in his hair as she feels him tease her open.
It's a slow-rising heat, but that's all right. She'll grow impatient soon, but not just yet. Her eyes close, her thighs spreading wider as he lavishes attention on her. Like that, and he'll know the moment he hits home, because her breath suddenly goes harsh, her fingers tightening in his hair pointedly.]
Harder.
[It's a command, not a request. Her eyes are darker as she glances down, her other hand coming up to slide over her breast. Two fingers pinch at one nipple, the movement firm enough to leave her whining, her hips bucking up needily.]
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Dipping his head down, he gives her a slow swipe with his tongue, wet and with the full flat of hit against her clit. He won't rush it, and full intends to make the most of this. To treat her well, spoil her best as he can.
He wants so badly for her approval right now.]
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[She breathes it out. She's getting spoiled here, she knows she is. There's so many people who are so eager to eat her out, but honestly? What a brilliant problem to have. Especially when it comes from someone like him, so arrogant and so sweet in turn. Rosalind's head tips back, her fingers tightening in his hair as she feels him tease her open.
It's a slow-rising heat, but that's all right. She'll grow impatient soon, but not just yet. Her eyes close, her thighs spreading wider as he lavishes attention on her. Like that, and he'll know the moment he hits home, because her breath suddenly goes harsh, her fingers tightening in his hair pointedly.]
Harder.
[It's a command, not a request. Her eyes are darker as she glances down, her other hand coming up to slide over her breast. Two fingers pinch at one nipple, the movement firm enough to leave her whining, her hips bucking up needily.]
Adrian--