[ Just as he relishes the roughness in her voice, Sciel thrills at the way he comes apart beneath her, repeating her words back to her with that cocky grin to punctuate. She exhales roughly, meeting it with a heady smirk of her own as she moves against him with all the lithe confidence of a dancer. Her own arousal surges with a fresh jolt as he comes, drinking up the sound of his pleasure as they ride it out: his body shuddering until it all ebbs, her gradually easing the encouraging circle of her hips.
She stills, both of them panting and glistening with the sheen of what they've done to each other. Flushed and immensely satisfied, Sciel carefully slips from him, completely unhurried as she lifts herself from his spent cock and moves instead to lie beside him on the blanket. As she stares upward at the treetops, she crosses a hand over to ghost along his side, tracing the shape of his shoulder down across his chest and navel, then back up again. ]
We may end up skinny-dipping after all. [ Sciel eventually says, and even if he doesn't see it, the grin is present in her voice. There's no way they can go back to camp like this, and...if she's loathe to let their time come to an end, than it's only a secondary motivation. ] And I'm not going to let such a lovely picnic go to waste.
[ How often do they get charcuterie? Never.
There's a pause as she catches her breath, finally withdrawing her hand to lay both over her stomach. ]
...That was fun. [ She says, voice a little softer, a little more earnest. ] I'm glad you said something. I'd been thinking about asking if you had any interest, but you beat me to it.
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She stills, both of them panting and glistening with the sheen of what they've done to each other. Flushed and immensely satisfied, Sciel carefully slips from him, completely unhurried as she lifts herself from his spent cock and moves instead to lie beside him on the blanket. As she stares upward at the treetops, she crosses a hand over to ghost along his side, tracing the shape of his shoulder down across his chest and navel, then back up again. ]
We may end up skinny-dipping after all. [ Sciel eventually says, and even if he doesn't see it, the grin is present in her voice. There's no way they can go back to camp like this, and...if she's loathe to let their time come to an end, than it's only a secondary motivation. ] And I'm not going to let such a lovely picnic go to waste.
[ How often do they get charcuterie? Never.
There's a pause as she catches her breath, finally withdrawing her hand to lay both over her stomach. ]
...That was fun. [ She says, voice a little softer, a little more earnest. ] I'm glad you said something. I'd been thinking about asking if you had any interest, but you beat me to it.