Though she's done her best to keep her noises mostly choked down, the combined vibrations against her clit and the inward motion simultaneously force a sound near to a squeal out of her. She claps a hand β the one only just buried within Night Sky's hair β over her mouth, keeping it there long after the sound abates. She's left panting roughing into it.
"Sky - Night Sky, please - " Her body shakes with want, almost overwhelmed by the desire now pounding through her. Foreign and unfamiliar as some of it is, she knows one thing: she wants more.
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Date: 2024-01-02 03:42 am (UTC)"Sky - Night Sky, please - " Her body shakes with want, almost overwhelmed by the desire now pounding through her. Foreign and unfamiliar as some of it is, she knows one thing: she wants more.