[Not having the chance to touch someone like this would do that, Abby soaking in how novel it is to be intimate with someone. It helps that Romance feeds into it, hands sliding along his chest, the firm warmth of that erection bumping along his abs.
He returns the conspiratory smile, shifting his hips until their lengths are closer together, Abby gripping them together in one hand, stroking softly. Again, he's struck by just how much prettier everything is when it comes to Romance--even his cock has a sweet flush to it.
But he can't maintain softness and sweetness for too long, it's not in his nature. The hand on Romance's cheek shifts, his fingers spreading, and his thumb nudging against Romance's mouth. Abby's smirk is sharper, honed in on how pretty Romance's lips are.
He's not going to be able to focus on anything while they're topside, is he? Not with Romance there. Not with those eyes and pouting lips, making him throb.]
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He returns the conspiratory smile, shifting his hips until their lengths are closer together, Abby gripping them together in one hand, stroking softly. Again, he's struck by just how much prettier everything is when it comes to Romance--even his cock has a sweet flush to it.
But he can't maintain softness and sweetness for too long, it's not in his nature. The hand on Romance's cheek shifts, his fingers spreading, and his thumb nudging against Romance's mouth. Abby's smirk is sharper, honed in on how pretty Romance's lips are.
He's not going to be able to focus on anything while they're topside, is he? Not with Romance there. Not with those eyes and pouting lips, making him throb.]