[As her hands roam while her mouth makes direct contact, Aki can feel her arm slipping, the muscle keeping her body upright threatening to surrender. The direct heat is almost too much, too quick and wet and slobbery - overwhelming. Her whole body is inflamed and it's making her see stars, how hungry she is down there. When her hands reach her chest and fondle for better access, she only hesitates for a moment, a brief glare. Reminding her of how she'd yanked on her shirt earlier isn't exactly a good memory to share in this moment, but she doesn't argue for now, releasing her to yank her shirt upright and over her chest. Her breasts spill out of the fabric, nipples full and pert and standing tall as a light sheen of sweat shines on the high points, where the light hits harshest.]
[Then Denji's tongue presses in and her eyes widen in shock. Aki stumbles at last, at first roughly catching herself before carefully lowering herself onto the floor, her arm shaking and shivering as Denji fucks her tongue into her warmth. She can feel her head going white, her thighs quivering, pressing open wider for more access - more, fuck, she's going to come, and come from this. This was never on her bucket list. What the hell is she doing?]
The clit - My clit - [She stutters the order out, reaching down with an impatient hand to run circles over her nub, herself, ekeing out that extra pleasure that makes her toes curl. Her fingers aren't well choreographed in the moment, not while Denji is doing this well, her thighs tense and hard and spasming from pleasure. She just can't get there. The peak is so close, but even when she lifts her head to see Denji, her lips parted as silent gasps spill out - Fuck, she's so close. Almost glaring at her, it's maybe a blessing she doesn't have the wherewithal to demand, Do it right.]
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[Then Denji's tongue presses in and her eyes widen in shock. Aki stumbles at last, at first roughly catching herself before carefully lowering herself onto the floor, her arm shaking and shivering as Denji fucks her tongue into her warmth. She can feel her head going white, her thighs quivering, pressing open wider for more access - more, fuck, she's going to come, and come from this. This was never on her bucket list. What the hell is she doing?]
The clit - My clit - [She stutters the order out, reaching down with an impatient hand to run circles over her nub, herself, ekeing out that extra pleasure that makes her toes curl. Her fingers aren't well choreographed in the moment, not while Denji is doing this well, her thighs tense and hard and spasming from pleasure. She just can't get there. The peak is so close, but even when she lifts her head to see Denji, her lips parted as silent gasps spill out - Fuck, she's so close. Almost glaring at her, it's maybe a blessing she doesn't have the wherewithal to demand, Do it right.]