There was such wonder in seeing him like this, and knowing that she had been the one to do it. Natasha couldn't recall a time where she'd ever brought a man pleasure as great as this- -but she'd never tried either. It would never occur to her to do so until now, until she'd found the man she loved more than life itself. The man she bound herself to in every manner possible. They would be tied together in ceremony soon, and this was only the start of their life together.
Watching him roll over, eyes glazed with the remnants of the orgasm she brought him, Natasha leans in and runs her body against his, her legs sliding against his own. She can feel bits of his sticky release against his thighs, as she is certain he can feel the slick from her own enthusiasm running along the inside of her legs. Moaning softly, she falls into their kiss, nipping at his lip while pouring a measure of her distinct hunger into it. There's no doubt that she's on the edge of panting for his touch.
Though she finds no fault in him not recognizing her need right away. In fact, she's almost pleased by it-- knowing that he's so sated and lost in that feeling to realize how desperate she is for him. "I- I was too busy focusing on you to find my own pleasure. I loved watching the way you fell apart under my hands. Knowing that I was doing that brought me an intrinsic pleasure... and now. Fuck, I'm burning up inside." Natasha kisses over his jaw, running her teeth in a primal streak behind-- feeling raw and open now, desperate and incredibly needy after what she's just done.
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Date: 2024-12-21 08:42 pm (UTC)Watching him roll over, eyes glazed with the remnants of the orgasm she brought him, Natasha leans in and runs her body against his, her legs sliding against his own. She can feel bits of his sticky release against his thighs, as she is certain he can feel the slick from her own enthusiasm running along the inside of her legs. Moaning softly, she falls into their kiss, nipping at his lip while pouring a measure of her distinct hunger into it. There's no doubt that she's on the edge of panting for his touch.
Though she finds no fault in him not recognizing her need right away. In fact, she's almost pleased by it-- knowing that he's so sated and lost in that feeling to realize how desperate she is for him. "I- I was too busy focusing on you to find my own pleasure. I loved watching the way you fell apart under my hands. Knowing that I was doing that brought me an intrinsic pleasure... and now. Fuck, I'm burning up inside." Natasha kisses over his jaw, running her teeth in a primal streak behind-- feeling raw and open now, desperate and incredibly needy after what she's just done.