[There it is, that gasp, that moan he was looking for. He'd love to get her to drown in her own cries and sighs, to get her to moan his name over and over until she climaxes and perhaps even a few more times for good measure. His fingers roll over her most sensitive area a bit more, as if he were only reminding her of what he could make her feel like, attempting to coax her into giving into him. Though what he really seeks is to make her happy, he can't help but try to push the letter as far as he can, to see where her limits are and how she'll turn this situation around in her favor.
Yoimiya is truly his one weakness, finding it difficult to resist her whenever she presses against him, kisses him, and leads him down a path of sin. But Tartaglia knows he enjoys every second of it, wanting nothing more in those moments than to get lost with the one he loves more deeply than anyone else on this world.
Which is why it's agonizing when she pulls away. His face drops a little but his eyes are still far too entertained by this new strategy she's deployed against him.]
So now I'm getting punished, [he says, his body on fire and screaming for her fingers to resume their ministrations to his cock. He moves forward, to close any distance Yoimiya's tried to put between the two of them, already craving for her to caress his skin, feeling the ghost of her still on his neck.]
What do I have to do to earn your love back, then? As you can see, I can't live without it.
[He gestures downwards, his dick throbbing terribly for her- it's clear he needs her, and even so he's trying to snake his hand behind to her lower back just so he can pull her into him. It's kind of a dirty trick, but it wouldn't be fun if he didn't at least try.]
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Yoimiya is truly his one weakness, finding it difficult to resist her whenever she presses against him, kisses him, and leads him down a path of sin. But Tartaglia knows he enjoys every second of it, wanting nothing more in those moments than to get lost with the one he loves more deeply than anyone else on this world.
Which is why it's agonizing when she pulls away. His face drops a little but his eyes are still far too entertained by this new strategy she's deployed against him.]
So now I'm getting punished, [he says, his body on fire and screaming for her fingers to resume their ministrations to his cock. He moves forward, to close any distance Yoimiya's tried to put between the two of them, already craving for her to caress his skin, feeling the ghost of her still on his neck.]
What do I have to do to earn your love back, then? As you can see, I can't live without it.
[He gestures downwards, his dick throbbing terribly for her- it's clear he needs her, and even so he's trying to snake his hand behind to her lower back just so he can pull her into him. It's kind of a dirty trick, but it wouldn't be fun if he didn't at least try.]