Date/Time: 2013-11-19 20:43 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] ungentle
ungentle: (through the misty streams of light)
Oh, she'll take advantage of that, and the pressure she puts on his hand increases and increases and she keens and thrusts her hips against his mouth hard as she can and her eyes flutter shut and --

"Jon," she wails, and just like that her grip on him lessens and she knows she's reached it, she's sated and feeling so, so wonderful.
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