[ Feeling and hearing her let go of a little more control for the sake of desire is intoxicating. Kurt follows her movements, shifting up onto his knees, tail curling in delighted spirals behind him as he presses even deeper into her, stroking long wide circles of her inner heat as he echoes the movements with his tongue. Each tremble and ripple of her muscles seems to echo through his own body; he's hard enough now that the soft cotton of Frank's sweatpants is starting to become both damp and frustrating.
He plays out the thread of his own patience against her ability to take it, greedy for as much of her as he can get but unable to decide what he wants the ultimate outcome to be. Finally, he can't stand it any more; leaving one hand still working inside her, he moves up along her body, pausing for a moment to study the play of her arousal across her face. ]
Ah, Fräulein, you are beautiful.
[ He leans down, close enough to feel her breath against his mouth, but denying her, for the moment, that contact. His thumb finds her clit again, moving faster this time. ] I can't wait to see what you look like when you come.
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He plays out the thread of his own patience against her ability to take it, greedy for as much of her as he can get but unable to decide what he wants the ultimate outcome to be. Finally, he can't stand it any more; leaving one hand still working inside her, he moves up along her body, pausing for a moment to study the play of her arousal across her face. ]
Ah, Fräulein, you are beautiful.
[ He leans down, close enough to feel her breath against his mouth, but denying her, for the moment, that contact. His thumb finds her clit again, moving faster this time. ] I can't wait to see what you look like when you come.