[it's a tenderness she can hardly afford when her heart is so close to being shattered by emotion as it is, but she arches into his touch and even brings her hands up to hold his close to her body, encouraging him to continue. she can't help the reactions, aware that she's warm and soft to the touch, her breathing rapid as he draws the pleasure from her with just his hands.
she tilts her head to give him better access to the bare skin there, sighing her happiness with the way his mouth feels. rocking against his fingers, felicity tightens against them, also mimicking what she's going to do once he's buried as deep inside her as he can go.
a quiet whisper of his name:] Ezio--
[because she wants him to know that she's so ready for him. he can feel how wet she is and she knows how hard he is. holding his hands allows her to ensure that he continues rather than simply teases her and she doesn't stop there, finally whimpering as his fingers draw another response from her.]
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she tilts her head to give him better access to the bare skin there, sighing her happiness with the way his mouth feels. rocking against his fingers, felicity tightens against them, also mimicking what she's going to do once he's buried as deep inside her as he can go.
a quiet whisper of his name:] Ezio--
[because she wants him to know that she's so ready for him. he can feel how wet she is and she knows how hard he is. holding his hands allows her to ensure that he continues rather than simply teases her and she doesn't stop there, finally whimpering as his fingers draw another response from her.]