[Cu Chulainn is often in control of himself. Even when feral, he is an overwhelming presence that exudes charisma. It's the confidence of a man who knows exactly what he's like. And right now? She can still sense it in that way he tries, once more, to challenge her to give him all she's got.
She smirks for a moment when her lips touched over her skin. Vietnam casts him one more glance as her mouth pulls upwards, her teeth brushing over sensitive skin (so if not her nails, now her teeth?).
He tries so hard, doesn't he? Every part of his body is tense, and she could feel it under her fingers. His body wants to rebel and move, but she had told him to watch her keep still. And he obeyed. Ah, she's a little flustered inside just thinking about it. It warms her up, fuels her hunger. That sweet, sweet taste of power, as good as him on the tip of her tongue.
So she dives down with more fervour, taking him full into her mouth, warm and tight, slick and fluid. She groans, the noise vibrating him and she sucks like she feasts.]
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She smirks for a moment when her lips touched over her skin. Vietnam casts him one more glance as her mouth pulls upwards, her teeth brushing over sensitive skin (so if not her nails, now her teeth?).
He tries so hard, doesn't he? Every part of his body is tense, and she could feel it under her fingers. His body wants to rebel and move, but she had told him to watch her keep still. And he obeyed. Ah, she's a little flustered inside just thinking about it. It warms her up, fuels her hunger. That sweet, sweet taste of power, as good as him on the tip of her tongue.
So she dives down with more fervour, taking him full into her mouth, warm and tight, slick and fluid. She groans, the noise vibrating him and she sucks like she feasts.]