It's difficult— no, impossible — to ignore the incredible heat beneath his fingers, much less how all too wet she feels under the flimsy lingerie which is enough to intensify the flush on his face. Not that he'd be able to touch her skin completely when his hands are still covered by his gloves, but he has her right where he wants her regardless. She's so sensitive down there, and this time he's not being overtly cautious and gentle as usual.
Slaine will definitely freak out about his newly-discovered kinky side far, far later, but for now he's too immersed in his role to stop. The way Sheryl hitches her breath and writhes beneath his hands is too irresistible. Oh, how he'd give to hear beautiful sounds out of her heavenly lips.
"I have plenty of ways to make you submit," he mutters under his breath, moving his free hand towards his mouth so can yank the glove off with his teeth. With how close their faces are, it'd be hard to miss. His other hand, of course, is too busy rubbing itself between her legs, immersing itself into her wetness. That glove is now off, down to the floor it goes.
"I won't be satisfied with just your body. I want more."
If Slaine was being, well, himself, he'd be dying of embarrassment from the impromptu lines out of his mouth, but since he's acting... he grabs Sheryl's chin with his naked hand to capture her lips with his own. Down that hand goes, sliding across her collarbone, past her exposed breasts before it rests onto one of her thighs. Bold fingers curl themselves around a garterbelt to tug it off, just so they slip into a lacy stocking to grope the silky, smooth skin underneath.
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Date: 2016-11-16 08:01 pm (UTC)Slaine will definitely freak out about his newly-discovered kinky side far, far later, but for now he's too immersed in his role to stop. The way Sheryl hitches her breath and writhes beneath his hands is too irresistible. Oh, how he'd give to hear beautiful sounds out of her heavenly lips.
"I have plenty of ways to make you submit," he mutters under his breath, moving his free hand towards his mouth so can yank the glove off with his teeth. With how close their faces are, it'd be hard to miss. His other hand, of course, is too busy rubbing itself between her legs, immersing itself into her wetness. That glove is now off, down to the floor it goes.
"I won't be satisfied with just your body. I want more."
If Slaine was being, well, himself, he'd be dying of embarrassment from the impromptu lines out of his mouth, but since he's acting... he grabs Sheryl's chin with his naked hand to capture her lips with his own. Down that hand goes, sliding across her collarbone, past her exposed breasts before it rests onto one of her thighs. Bold fingers curl themselves around a garterbelt to tug it off, just so they slip into a lacy stocking to grope the silky, smooth skin underneath.