[ under her shirt, his probing hand roamed until it scraped across scales and cupped a breast, fully squeezed, slow and kneading as his other slid down the ample fall of her loosening pants pulled free from the tie at its center. from above, he felt the mask of a bra being coaxed to pop its contents as his fingers played from bottom to top— below, how close her panty lining was to the curve of her sex and his padded fingers. the pressure of having a body growing hot and hissing, melting in his arms is what made him want to squeeze all the more tighter.
his lapping, from the shell of her ear became a gnaw; a bite that dribbled out and came with the sway of all nine of his tails showering her with touched and sensations his two hands couldn’t give. her hips, between her legs, her belly, and they wouldn’t dare to stop. ]
Where first?
[ the smell of her, aroused, was so much more enticing than food that he swore he could scent her body reacting. the sweat that had yet to form, the sweet juices from below. eren’s fingers pressed more firmly, between her legs, into the subtle crease in the middle that glided up, to the larger curves of her bottom but still some ways in between. ]
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his lapping, from the shell of her ear became a gnaw; a bite that dribbled out and came with the sway of all nine of his tails showering her with touched and sensations his two hands couldn’t give. her hips, between her legs, her belly, and they wouldn’t dare to stop. ]
Where first?
[ the smell of her, aroused, was so much more enticing than food that he swore he could scent her body reacting. the sweat that had yet to form, the sweet juices from below. eren’s fingers pressed more firmly, between her legs, into the subtle crease in the middle that glided up, to the larger curves of her bottom but still some ways in between. ]