[ It has her moan stuttering into a breathless sound, utterly encouraging when his hips rock upwards to meet her movement. Because yes, that made it even better and she shudders atop him at the sensation, her rhythm faltering for the briefest of moments before she finds it again. Her fingers curl against his chest, nails lightly scratching against flesh - not enough to leave a mark, but its an edged caress all the same. ]
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