Mmm. [Oh, he likes being told it so simply. You're doing very well. It's a hint of that teacher voice, he imagines. A firm compliment to encourage proper behavior. Oh, who wouldn't think of it? It's a very common fantasy.
And she has a lovely, soft voice. Very heartening.
His breath catches in his throat. Of course he's had rough and soft alike, but there is certainly stanzas upon stanzas to be written in appreciation of the slow, the methodical. That she goes so steadily slow makes his anticipation roil in his chest, until his fingers are curling for only a hint more. Like a bite of her teeth. His back begins to arch.]
I don't mind teeth. [Hers are far from the sharpest, at any rate.] If that's what you'd like to grant me.
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And she has a lovely, soft voice. Very heartening.
His breath catches in his throat. Of course he's had rough and soft alike, but there is certainly stanzas upon stanzas to be written in appreciation of the slow, the methodical. That she goes so steadily slow makes his anticipation roil in his chest, until his fingers are curling for only a hint more. Like a bite of her teeth. His back begins to arch.]
I don't mind teeth. [Hers are far from the sharpest, at any rate.] If that's what you'd like to grant me.