[And he, of course, will never pressure her. If and when she's ready to try it, they can; if that day never comes... well, it might be a tad disappointing. But only a tad, since they'll still be getting up things like this regardless.
He smiles against her and presses closer, following the direction he's been given. A fresh rush of wetness hits his tongue, and he strokes a hand down her thigh briefly, then back up to settle on her hip again, thumb stroking lightly over the curve of it. He can feel her drawing closer and closer to her orgasm too, and it only spurs him on all the more.]
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He smiles against her and presses closer, following the direction he's been given. A fresh rush of wetness hits his tongue, and he strokes a hand down her thigh briefly, then back up to settle on her hip again, thumb stroking lightly over the curve of it. He can feel her drawing closer and closer to her orgasm too, and it only spurs him on all the more.]