[ Each passing second Angel has her mouth over her makes it harder for Parker to form words or thoughts other than a show of absolute pleasure. She whimpers in quick succession, breathless as she slips her arms under and clenches to the sheets. Pressing her face more into the pillow, muffling her cries by biting into it. Legs slipping slightly over her arms.
She doesn't care to hide the shudders anymore, but doing her very best not to grind too much into her. Pushes her face to the side so that her breathing isn't too hot, Angel's name tumbling off her lips, like nothing is sweeter than her. Arching her back to the scratch of her nails against her skin, feels-- feels too much, combined with her tongue pressing into her. She loves it, every single second of it, even when it's slower and more tentative, but Angel has never been anything but determined. Her belly clenches, air sucked in to form a slight dip in her as she presses on against her over sensitive self.
There's a ragged moan that rips through her when she pulls away, whimpering needily, looking over to Angel to see why-- only to feel her shift and she gasps as she feels her back on her. It tightens inside her, slow growing, and she doesn't glow, not like Angel, but her skin rises in goosebumps and grows red and wetter, and how is that even possible.
There is barely any thought in her head, but she has the will of mind to whisper for Angel to wait, to hold on, and she slowly shifts as well so that she isn't completely trapping her. Well, not in the uncomfortable way she was laying on. She uses the headboard to push herself up on her knees, settling them under Angel's arms. She slips a hand through her hair then, the other holding herself up against the wall, fingers clenching hard at it. Eyes half closed as she watches Angel's face turned up to her and she thinks she could just lose herself in that moment. Not that she's too far off from it, moaning in a tiny voice and breathless gasps as she rocks her hips gently against where her tongue draws slowly, thighs shaking, muscles of her stomach trembling. ]
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She doesn't care to hide the shudders anymore, but doing her very best not to grind too much into her. Pushes her face to the side so that her breathing isn't too hot, Angel's name tumbling off her lips, like nothing is sweeter than her. Arching her back to the scratch of her nails against her skin, feels-- feels too much, combined with her tongue pressing into her. She loves it, every single second of it, even when it's slower and more tentative, but Angel has never been anything but determined. Her belly clenches, air sucked in to form a slight dip in her as she presses on against her over sensitive self.
There's a ragged moan that rips through her when she pulls away, whimpering needily, looking over to Angel to see why-- only to feel her shift and she gasps as she feels her back on her. It tightens inside her, slow growing, and she doesn't glow, not like Angel, but her skin rises in goosebumps and grows red and wetter, and how is that even possible.
There is barely any thought in her head, but she has the will of mind to whisper for Angel to wait, to hold on, and she slowly shifts as well so that she isn't completely trapping her. Well, not in the uncomfortable way she was laying on. She uses the headboard to push herself up on her knees, settling them under Angel's arms. She slips a hand through her hair then, the other holding herself up against the wall, fingers clenching hard at it. Eyes half closed as she watches Angel's face turned up to her and she thinks she could just lose herself in that moment. Not that she's too far off from it, moaning in a tiny voice and breathless gasps as she rocks her hips gently against where her tongue draws slowly, thighs shaking, muscles of her stomach trembling. ]