[She's be disappointed if he had any other reaction. She wanted him, not just because he was handsome or good in bed - although he is quite good at making her toes curl, like when he sucks on her clit and she arches her hips clear off of the floor.
Her hand falls away from her breast when he climbs up, replacing it with his mouth. Joining her other hand in his hair, she strokes through the longer strands, then teases the tips of his ears, curious if he was as sensitive there as Molly had been. The weight of him pressing down into her is exquisite. One of the things she'd missed the most from their coupling in the bath was these sorts of positions, and she might just go to heaven (or back to Olympus) with the way he feels when he starts fingering her again.
Moaning his name, she arches her hips, bucking them up against the weight pressing her down Meanwhile the hand on the back of his head presses him more firmly against her breast, her indulgent lovemaking quickly tipping over into something more heated, even as she can feel her body winding tighter.]
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Her hand falls away from her breast when he climbs up, replacing it with his mouth. Joining her other hand in his hair, she strokes through the longer strands, then teases the tips of his ears, curious if he was as sensitive there as Molly had been. The weight of him pressing down into her is exquisite. One of the things she'd missed the most from their coupling in the bath was these sorts of positions, and she might just go to heaven (or back to Olympus) with the way he feels when he starts fingering her again.
Moaning his name, she arches her hips, bucking them up against the weight pressing her down Meanwhile the hand on the back of his head presses him more firmly against her breast, her indulgent lovemaking quickly tipping over into something more heated, even as she can feel her body winding tighter.]
Fates... I want you to fuck me, Fjord.