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Saber ( Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus) ([personal profile] veilofpetals) wrote in [personal profile] learnandshift 2017-09-19 05:41 am (UTC)

[As the tendril she's clinging to gains mass, she hugs it even more tightly. Intimately, like a lover, fingers curling to grip it properly. It feels odd in her arms, skin tingling as she holds it close, but at least it's something to cling to at all.

Because he's pounding into her in ways she's never felt before, thickening inside of her. Not in the way some men do, if they aren't fully hard before thrusting in, but truly growing. It takes her a moment to realize that's what he's doing, the thought so alien, and then another to think to warn him off becoming too large.

But by the time she's about to do that, he pulls out.
]

Please - ['Don't,' but then the tendril is replaced by a different one, about as thick, less warm or wet, but the sensation of having to reacclimate to it is wonderful. She moans out, kisses at the 'him' in her arms.

And then it's replaced by the first one.
]

God - [She calls out, eyes screwing shut, at the sensations. Every few thrusts, they alternate. Her mind can hardly adjust before he has to adjust to something else.

It's wonderful. She's never felt anything like this, in the best possible meaning of that phrase.
]

More, more, more...!

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