[You'd think so, but nah. Nahhh, it's just been a while (over a year, to be honest), and also he kind of really likes having his dick sucked, it's fine. He's nice at least and he doesn't pull her hair so much as simply plays with it to give his hand something to do, an extension of excess energy while trying to lay back and let this happen.
Please don't bite his dick, Tamamo, he'll cry. As it is though he settles into it, keeping himself almost boneless against the bed while keeping one eye closed and the other open to watch her. There's a soft groan as her tongue hits the underside, but most of the responses are deep, steadily breaths. He'd be more than fine with this, obviously, but after a moment he shuts his eye and speaks up.]
...I'm returning the favor, you know. [So maybe don't get him off with just your mouth, Tamamo? He's flexible though.]
[Half the fun of pleasuring your partner is seeing in how many ways you can make them squirm, so she's a little disappointed that he manages to find some level of composure, boo. She pulls back when he speaks up, dick falling from her mouth, and Tamamo leans an elbow directly into his thigh as she stares at him]
-- Of course you are!
[Sir. Does she look like the type of woman who doesn't get hers in return? Sir.]
I have no idea if you can keep up with me, so I thought I best get your pleasure out of the way before taking care of mine.
[Just. Casually coming for his life while poking his dick with her finger, pouting.]
[Not for long, given that he's still trying to thrust up toward her mouth even when she's busy digging an elbow into his thigh. He keeps his eyes shut, but there's a grin all the same.]
That sounds like a chall--stop. [It's a surprised and annoyed sound, hand reaching down to bat at hers. His dick is not a cat toy, stop this.] Sounds like a challenge. Are you implying I don't know what I'm doing here?
[He's allowed to complain when she's paying with him and not blowing him? Obviously? But he sits up a little higher to stare into her eyes, calculating his next move.]
You're way too overdressed for this, you know that? [Just casually pointing it out and tugging on whatever bit of fabric he can manage.] This has to go.
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Please don't bite his dick, Tamamo, he'll cry. As it is though he settles into it, keeping himself almost boneless against the bed while keeping one eye closed and the other open to watch her. There's a soft groan as her tongue hits the underside, but most of the responses are deep, steadily breaths. He'd be more than fine with this, obviously, but after a moment he shuts his eye and speaks up.]
...I'm returning the favor, you know. [So maybe don't get him off with just your mouth, Tamamo? He's flexible though.]
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-- Of course you are!
[Sir. Does she look like the type of woman who doesn't get hers in return? Sir.]
I have no idea if you can keep up with me, so I thought I best get your pleasure out of the way before taking care of mine.
[Just. Casually coming for his life while poking his dick with her finger, pouting.]
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That sounds like a chall--stop. [It's a surprised and annoyed sound, hand reaching down to bat at hers. His dick is not a cat toy, stop this.] Sounds like a challenge. Are you implying I don't know what I'm doing here?
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Hmph, well, not to criticize you when I was the one who told you to relax...
[But she is. Absolutely criticizing him, if only in jest.]
Oh though by all means, feel free to take the reins, if you think you can steal them from me~
[-- That, by the way, was definitely a challenge]
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You're way too overdressed for this, you know that? [Just casually pointing it out and tugging on whatever bit of fabric he can manage.] This has to go.