[ She doesn't laugh, but there's a soft huff accompanying a dazed curl of her lips. ]
I don't— nnh— want to come too fast.
[ She breathes it against his thumb, following a small kiss with a flick of her tongue. She arches under him again, and it has the delightful effect of rippling her whole body against Peter, her hips rolling into those shifts that keep him pressed inside of her. God, she likes the sounds he makes, whenever he looks just a little lost in sensation. ]
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I don't— nnh— want to come too fast.
[ She breathes it against his thumb, following a small kiss with a flick of her tongue. She arches under him again, and it has the delightful effect of rippling her whole body against Peter, her hips rolling into those shifts that keep him pressed inside of her. God, she likes the sounds he makes, whenever he looks just a little lost in sensation. ]