[Maybe it's the sight of the o of his mouth, tight around her thumb; maybe it's the synthetic sensation of damp and pliant and willing against her pressure plate. Either way, there's color high in her cheeks and a dark intensity in her gaze.
Her own tongue darts out to wet her lips; eyes flicking around as if trying to catch all of him at once. Her fingers come up to curl around his chin, while her thumb nudges gently against the weight of his tongue]
[He takes a shaky breath in through his nose, at that - flushes darker and nods. His tongue ripples against her thumb, and then he leans in further, swallowing it up a bit at a time until it's disappeared to the knuckle]
[He laves it with his tongue, attentive - sucks again, lightly, still peering up at her face]
[In point of fact, there is only a very small area on the pad of her thumb that can actually feel things like a normal hand might. And yet she swallows hard, shivering as if she can feel every millimeter of his tongue against her. Her pupils are blown, and her expression is intense and wondering, perhaps.
Slow, she pushes into him farther still; eyes locked on the stretch of his mouth]
[His eyes flicker over her face, searching, and he makes a small hum in reply to the question, felt as much in vibration through the pressure plate as heard]
[He makes no move to pull back, though - laves his tongue across the pad of her thumb again, deliberate - presses the rest of the way forward to take it all in]
[She sucks in another breath as he does; another as she swipes over the flat of his tongue, enough to judge the fleshiness of it.
It's at long length that she finally lets up--withdrawing almost completely, to press indulgently into the fullness of his lips. Her voice is a little rough when she finally speaks, cheeks ruddy]
[He shifts a little - presses one last, lingering kiss to her thumb, so that he can pull back to stand]
[On his feet, it's more obvious how little of anything the clothes cover; he's gotten on the top and the shorts and nothing else, and all the rest bare skin, dotted with freckles]
[From the line of her gaze, the expanse of freckled bare skin is absolutely not a problem. She reaches out to flick over the hem of the shorts, high up his hip]
[Leans in again, stroking all the way up his leg, past where his boxer-briefs peep out from under the wide leg of the shorts, running softly under the swell of his ass]
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[His cheeks are very dark, and he peers up at her face from beneath his lashes, to take in her expression]
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Her own tongue darts out to wet her lips; eyes flicking around as if trying to catch all of him at once. Her fingers come up to curl around his chin, while her thumb nudges gently against the weight of his tongue]
Think you can take some more?
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[He laves it with his tongue, attentive - sucks again, lightly, still peering up at her face]
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Slow, she pushes into him farther still; eyes locked on the stretch of his mouth]
Cross...
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[He makes no move to pull back, though - laves his tongue across the pad of her thumb again, deliberate - presses the rest of the way forward to take it all in]
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It's at long length that she finally lets up--withdrawing almost completely, to press indulgently into the fullness of his lips. Her voice is a little rough when she finally speaks, cheeks ruddy]
...You never said what you thought of the outfit.
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...s'real good.
[His cheeks are dark and his pupils are blown; the words are not entirely steady]
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Yeah? Show me--I wanna see you.
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[He flushes even darker - licks at his lips]
O-oh. Yeah. Forgot to put the rest on, I guess.
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Can test the fit now...no point in going further if you gotta take it all off anyways.
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[He shifts a little - presses one last, lingering kiss to her thumb, so that he can pull back to stand]
[On his feet, it's more obvious how little of anything the clothes cover; he's gotten on the top and the shorts and nothing else, and all the rest bare skin, dotted with freckles]
Think it fits okay...?
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Turn around... let's see how it moves.
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...so what's the verdict?
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[Leans in again, stroking all the way up his leg, past where his boxer-briefs peep out from under the wide leg of the shorts, running softly under the swell of his ass]
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It, uh. It fit okay?
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[She brushes again, tugging gently at the hem of his underwear]
...You'd better take it off.
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You, uh. You think I oughtta swap it out for some that'll fit better under these?
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Mmm...that's an interesting idea. Got something in mind?
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I, uh. I didn't really look?
But they probly got something, right?
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...Prolly do. Though in the meantime, you could just make do, couldn't you? No need to leave just yet.
[Continues to run mismatched fingertips up and down his thighs, slow and just barely touching his skin]
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That's - yeah.
[He swallows, audibly - shifts again]
Could always just take em off for now.
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How's that thought make you feel? Going commando.
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[Another shift,]
But not... bad embarrassed.
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...wouldn't mind if you saw.
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