15.Jul.18, 02:37 AM
Xyliah giggled when Jalazmar laughed, flushing. She wasn’t truly embarrassed, but she was still new enough to the wonders of sex and being appreciated physically that she found herself feeling slightly awkward when he teased her; she knew he approved, though, which was why she still smiled and didn’t bother trying to hide herself from him or pretend that she wasn’t eager for him.
A soft, husky moan fled Xyliah’s lips as Jalazmar battered her hand away and rubbed himself against her, her eyes fluttering closed and her hips shifting wantonly as her fingers flexed in the bedsheets. It wasn’t everything that she wanted, but damned if it wasn’t a really good start! When he stopped and shifted, Xyliah’s eyes opened, and she peered down at him with a frown, her eyebrows drawn together. The oral attack had her letting out a shuddering breath, and she flopped back onto the bed, desperately trying to get closer, despite his strong hold on her and the underwear that was definitely in the way.
“Yes,” she gasped, her breath little more than broken sobs as she tried to feed her lungs air. How did he get her riled up so fast, so easily? Xyliah whimpered, shifting her hips pointedly, toes curling as she begged without words for more. It had never occurred to Xyliah to go without underwear before; it was such a staple part of her daily routine! But she was also a well raised lady, and the idea of not wearing anything under her gowns (or the rare times she wore trousers) was foreign to her… despite that, in the moment and with the underwear separating her from the pleasures she desperately desired, Xyliah wondered if she’d ever wear them again.
“Please,” she begged.
A soft, husky moan fled Xyliah’s lips as Jalazmar battered her hand away and rubbed himself against her, her eyes fluttering closed and her hips shifting wantonly as her fingers flexed in the bedsheets. It wasn’t everything that she wanted, but damned if it wasn’t a really good start! When he stopped and shifted, Xyliah’s eyes opened, and she peered down at him with a frown, her eyebrows drawn together. The oral attack had her letting out a shuddering breath, and she flopped back onto the bed, desperately trying to get closer, despite his strong hold on her and the underwear that was definitely in the way.
“Yes,” she gasped, her breath little more than broken sobs as she tried to feed her lungs air. How did he get her riled up so fast, so easily? Xyliah whimpered, shifting her hips pointedly, toes curling as she begged without words for more. It had never occurred to Xyliah to go without underwear before; it was such a staple part of her daily routine! But she was also a well raised lady, and the idea of not wearing anything under her gowns (or the rare times she wore trousers) was foreign to her… despite that, in the moment and with the underwear separating her from the pleasures she desperately desired, Xyliah wondered if she’d ever wear them again.
“Please,” she begged.