[ The gasped word escapes her before she can stop it. She squirms again with the pinches, that little twist, and she trembles in his arms without an ounce of self-consciousness.
And if she thought she was enjoying his fingers before, oh, it’s even better as they curl inside of her, that pressure over her clit making her buck suddenly into the attention. ]
Peter—
[ His name is on loop in her mind, even if she only barely manages to whimper it now as her fingers knot and pull again at his hair. She tugs firmly, unwittingly, writhing with the stimulation coming from so many different directions, and she loves every ounce of it.
If he stops, she’s definitely going to murder him. ]
no subject
[ The gasped word escapes her before she can stop it. She squirms again with the pinches, that little twist, and she trembles in his arms without an ounce of self-consciousness.
And if she thought she was enjoying his fingers before, oh, it’s even better as they curl inside of her, that pressure over her clit making her buck suddenly into the attention. ]
Peter—
[ His name is on loop in her mind, even if she only barely manages to whimper it now as her fingers knot and pull again at his hair. She tugs firmly, unwittingly, writhing with the stimulation coming from so many different directions, and she loves every ounce of it.
If he stops, she’s definitely going to murder him. ]