It was a bit difficult to kiss while breathless! Since Nariko had never experienced such a thing before it was a brand new realization, though maybe one she should have naturally assumed. Still, she very clearly returned the sentiment, trying to find the same composure he had obviously kept this entire time. And while there was a handful of ways for a man to at least polite edge a woman downward Nariko had no idea if there were any when the positions were switched. She loved kissing, after all! But right then she really wanted him to get back to it and thankfully he didn't keep her waiting too long.
On her back she didn't have to worry about pulling his hair out by accident, instead her fingers knotted up the sheets in her hands to twist and yank at them all she needed. And, oh, was it needed. Usually the mere expression, being able to make any noise at all was enough to keep her still but Roland's tongue and the painful-but-not press of his teeth made her squirm here and there. It didn't matter how loud she became, or how fiercely she let her own nails bite at her palms, it felt as if there was too much pleasure in her and it could only drive her truly insane.
It did because that was really the whole point, she hardly lasted another minute, but at least it was the good form of insanity that left her back arched and thighs trembling. If he hadn't gotten his fill of her taste just yet then with the particularly mind breaking orgasm came more than enough of it. In any other situation she would have been able to warn him, of course, it didn't happen every single time but it could be a pain. Unfortunately the most logical thing she was capable of crying out for the hallway and beyond to hear was his name, hopefully that could make up for it.
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Date: 2015-02-07 05:13 am (UTC)On her back she didn't have to worry about pulling his hair out by accident, instead her fingers knotted up the sheets in her hands to twist and yank at them all she needed. And, oh, was it needed. Usually the mere expression, being able to make any noise at all was enough to keep her still but Roland's tongue and the painful-but-not press of his teeth made her squirm here and there. It didn't matter how loud she became, or how fiercely she let her own nails bite at her palms, it felt as if there was too much pleasure in her and it could only drive her truly insane.
It did because that was really the whole point, she hardly lasted another minute, but at least it was the good form of insanity that left her back arched and thighs trembling. If he hadn't gotten his fill of her taste just yet then with the particularly mind breaking orgasm came more than enough of it. In any other situation she would have been able to warn him, of course, it didn't happen every single time but it could be a pain. Unfortunately the most logical thing she was capable of crying out for the hallway and beyond to hear was his name, hopefully that could make up for it.