ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

[Jikkah]

This earned him a soft moan of delight from Amaya, working to push her underwear off her hips before sitting back on the desk and spreading her legs for him.

 

[DarkMudkip]

One hand moved to pet and grope her thighs, teeth moving to her neck before he reached to tease her slowly.

 

[Jikkah]

She held him close, tilting her head back with a soft gasp, closing her eyes to enjoy the attention. Amaya tangled her fingers in his hair with one hand, reaching to stroke him slowly with the other.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He hissed gently, throbbing in her hand as he matched her pace; being sure to go as fast or as slow as did for him.

 

[Jikkah]

He could feel how wet she was growing from his touches, Amaya’s kisses growing more desperate as soft noises of pleasure escaped her.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He wanted to do so much more but didn't want to rush her. But this teasing was almost dizzying.

 

[Jikkah]

Her face was flushed red, breathing heavy as she squirmed against his hand. “Don’t make me beg for it..” She said rubbing her thumb over the head of his cock, leaning in close to whisper in his ear. “Bend me over this desk and fuck me like you promised.”

 

[DarkMudkip]

He nodded and turned her over, pressing her into the desk and holding her down firmly as he rubbed his tip against her entrance.

 

[Jikkah]

Amaya let out a soft noise, gripping the edge of the desk to steady herself, her folds slick with excitement.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He pushed into her with a low noise before moving to homd her hips gently.

 

[Jikkah]

This earned him a soft moan, the desk creaking a bit as Amaya squirmed a bit. She was so excited he pushed into her with very little effort, her warmth wrapped around his cock nicely.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He cursed under his breath as he moved all the way to the base, sitting still for a moment before he began to move.

 

[Jikkah]

She hissed softly through her teeth and let herself rest against the desk, closing her eyes and letting herself enjoy the attention.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Does it hurt?" He asked gently, easing up a little.

 

[Jikkah]

Amaya shook her head. “No, just like that, don’t stop.” She said, doing her best to not sound like she was begging.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He nodded and returned to his pace, holding her hips firmly to keep her stable over the desk.

 

[Jikkah]

She bit lightly on her knuckles as he thrust into her, doing her best to keep her breathing quiet and her noises down.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He grunted lowly in her ear as he thrust into her, careful of her burns; even if she felt nothing, he didn't want to hinder healing.

 

[Jikkah]

Amaya let out soft gasps and gentle moans, leaning her head back a bit as she gripped the desk with one hand.

 

[DarkMudkip]

One of his hands moved to gently wrap around her throat to keep her close, nipping at her ear gently.

 

[Jikkah]

Her breath caught in her throat, mouth hanging open as a soft moan escaped her. She reached back with one hand to grip a handful of his hair, tugging it gently.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He hissed aiftly in her ear and picked the pace up a bit as a reward.

 

[Jikkah]

Her warmth trembled around him, feeling her finish approaching quickly with the pace he was going.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Wh... Where do you want it...?" He asked gruffly.

 

[Jikkah]

Amaya made a soft noise, not wanting to take her attention away from her pleasure to think of where she wanted him to finish. “Anywhere but inside.” She responded softly, hit with her finish moments later. She tightened around him as she came, letting out a soft whine, clenching her fist tightly.