Really fucking hot when my cum drips out of you, yeah --
[ It's great now that Noctis can say filthy things like this without blushing. He's looking down at where she's spread so nicely around him, soft lips spread around his cock. They're so good together, so ridiculously compatible that Noctis can't help but be amazed every time he looks at her.
She completes him, rouses him, makes him want to be a better person. His greedy mouth finds her breast when she tilts her head back, and he's snapping his hips upward into her, balls slapping against her soft cunt as he goes harder, spurred on by her words.
His comment, muffled against her breast as he sucks and licks obscenely -- ]
C'mon, baby, make your sweet little pussy milk me...
( Serah grinds down on him, no longer simply teasing the tip with her movements, but pressing down until their bodies are slick against one another, every inch of him inside those tight, wet walls as they clench and throb with need. And Serah laughs that warm, musical laugh she does when her heart skips with how precious Noctis is, even when he's saying those words.
She loves how much he loves this, how much he wants her and how much trust there is that they can whisper these things to each other without embarrassment or worry. She can trust that he wants almost anything she does. )
You really like cumming inside me, huh? ( Her words are murmured against the shell of his ear as she slowly rocks her hips up and down his length, pushing her weight against him just a little. ) You know, I like it too. It makes-- ah...-- makes me feel like I belong to you.
[ He's actually pretty sure he wants just about everything she does -- there is wonder in her happiness, in how comfortable she is with him. She accepts who he is, too; the filthy, depraved horny part, the worst and best of him, and Noctis can't help but relax, easing into how they are with each other, basking in the joy of their connection.
He can feel her squeeze around him, and her laughter makes his heart sing; he recognises that one, that one means she's genuinely happy, and he can't help but pull her to him, reaching down to tease at her soft, pink folds, rubbing gently at her clit in retaliation for how good she feels around him. ]
Yeah...?
[ Oh, she likes being claimed, does she? He can feel the last few jolts pulsing through him, filling her up just a little more, and he can't help a flare of fierce pleasure. ] I really love doing it inside you.
[ He confides, smiling before he shifts to capture her lips with his playfully. ] Gotta remind you that you're all mine.
[ There are some unfortunate women in the world who are lucky to come once a month with their lovers, and then there's Serah, who finds herself coming apart multiple times a session, and sometimes just because Noctis feels like making her come without wanting anything more.
She'll never stop counting her blessings for that, but all thoughts beyond the sheer wave of pleasure that captures her, makes her cry out Noctis' name like he's the deity she needs to pray to, disappear as his fingers tease her clit. Anything but the warmth flooding her and the clenching of her cunt can wait for afterwards and her hands grasp for whatever parts of Noctis she can reach, clinging to him as she grinds out the last of her orgasm with a gasp against his lips. ]
Yeah— I'm all yours. [ And they both know she'll never forget that, but it's fun to be reminded sometimes. To be marked and filled, to forget anything but their most base of needs and the warmth of his skin. ]
[ He tells her lazily, a gleam of something fiercer in his eyes. Noctis has never been the most possessive of men, but there's something about Serah that gets to him, makes him primal, makes him want to show her off and to tell everyone that she's very much taken.
She comes, and he shivers with delight, an arm wrapped around her to keep her folded against him as he leans down now, sucking a lovebite at the hollow of her throat. He's oversensitive and tingling but reluctant to ease out of her no matter what, and as he laps against her bruised skin, he continues: ]
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[ It's great now that Noctis can say filthy things like this without blushing. He's looking down at where she's spread so nicely around him, soft lips spread around his cock. They're so good together, so ridiculously compatible that Noctis can't help but be amazed every time he looks at her.
She completes him, rouses him, makes him want to be a better person. His greedy mouth finds her breast when she tilts her head back, and he's snapping his hips upward into her, balls slapping against her soft cunt as he goes harder, spurred on by her words.
His comment, muffled against her breast as he sucks and licks obscenely -- ]
C'mon, baby, make your sweet little pussy milk me...
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She loves how much he loves this, how much he wants her and how much trust there is that they can whisper these things to each other without embarrassment or worry. She can trust that he wants almost anything she does. )
You really like cumming inside me, huh? ( Her words are murmured against the shell of his ear as she slowly rocks her hips up and down his length, pushing her weight against him just a little. ) You know, I like it too. It makes-- ah...-- makes me feel like I belong to you.
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He can feel her squeeze around him, and her laughter makes his heart sing; he recognises that one, that one means she's genuinely happy, and he can't help but pull her to him, reaching down to tease at her soft, pink folds, rubbing gently at her clit in retaliation for how good she feels around him. ]
Yeah...?
[ Oh, she likes being claimed, does she? He can feel the last few jolts pulsing through him, filling her up just a little more, and he can't help a flare of fierce pleasure. ] I really love doing it inside you.
[ He confides, smiling before he shifts to capture her lips with his playfully. ] Gotta remind you that you're all mine.
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She'll never stop counting her blessings for that, but all thoughts beyond the sheer wave of pleasure that captures her, makes her cry out Noctis' name like he's the deity she needs to pray to, disappear as his fingers tease her clit. Anything but the warmth flooding her and the clenching of her cunt can wait for afterwards and her hands grasp for whatever parts of Noctis she can reach, clinging to him as she grinds out the last of her orgasm with a gasp against his lips. ]
Yeah— I'm all yours. [ And they both know she'll never forget that, but it's fun to be reminded sometimes. To be marked and filled, to forget anything but their most base of needs and the warmth of his skin. ]
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[ He tells her lazily, a gleam of something fiercer in his eyes. Noctis has never been the most possessive of men, but there's something about Serah that gets to him, makes him primal, makes him want to show her off and to tell everyone that she's very much taken.
She comes, and he shivers with delight, an arm wrapped around her to keep her folded against him as he leans down now, sucking a lovebite at the hollow of her throat. He's oversensitive and tingling but reluctant to ease out of her no matter what, and as he laps against her bruised skin, he continues: ]
You sound so sweet when you're coming.