[ She hums when he peers at her, trying to clarify for himself the wickedness glinting behind her eyes. Caught, but she hardly minds, not when it means she can press hungry kisses into his mouth before her lips drift instead to his ear, a soft chuckle against the shell as she kisses it. ]
Why don't you lie back and let me ride you, handsome?
[ It's the best of both worlds for him. A good fuck, a good view, and she gets to take care of him the way he deserves on his birthday. In Navia's mind, it's the perfect present. ]
( More presents, huh? His cock does like the sound of it, aching with a steady twitch at the mere thought of her taking control. So much responsibility always falls on his shoulders, it's a change of pace, and besides: he trusts her. It wouldn't be possible otherwise.
He tilts their bodies to the side to assume her favored position. The view is nice from below. Her skin is still shining with oils and water of intoxicating scents, her breasts are perky and frankly, he's ready to see them bounce. He reaches out for one of them, cupping her fully and tender. )
You are full of surprises tonight. Color me impressed.
[ Navia chuckles, and she offers a sly smile down at him as she stretches her arms to gather her hair behind her back so the curls of gold and rivulets of falling water don't serve as too much of a distraction for him, especially as she starts to move. ]
How could I not be sure to go all out on your birthday, Wriothesley?
[ It's said with a slow, playful smile, and then Navia starts to move, a rise and fall of her hips against his that certainly has her breasts bouncing in just the way he wants to see; with a low chuckle, she reaches to cup her fingers around his wrist, tugging it back so she can see him in all her glory. ]
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Why don't you lie back and let me ride you, handsome?
[ It's the best of both worlds for him. A good fuck, a good view, and she gets to take care of him the way he deserves on his birthday. In Navia's mind, it's the perfect present. ]
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He tilts their bodies to the side to assume her favored position. The view is nice from below. Her skin is still shining with oils and water of intoxicating scents, her breasts are perky and frankly, he's ready to see them bounce. He reaches out for one of them, cupping her fully and tender. )
You are full of surprises tonight. Color me impressed.
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How could I not be sure to go all out on your birthday, Wriothesley?
[ It's said with a slow, playful smile, and then Navia starts to move, a rise and fall of her hips against his that certainly has her breasts bouncing in just the way he wants to see; with a low chuckle, she reaches to cup her fingers around his wrist, tugging it back so she can see him in all her glory. ]
Mm— good?