[ Weiss wouldn't even be bothered if he asked if she wanted to go back to his suite after this. Not at all. All he'd have to do is ask. But with her thinking that they'll be checking the casino out after this, she has to remember to control herself. She's enjoying her ride now. Far too much, even. Ragna had better be careful around her, because if she sees him sat down again, she might just get in his lap and straddle him and go for another. And even then, she wouldn't just be expecting him to just sit there. ]
So you were thinking about me that way? [ Hmm... That wasn't what you said before she accepted your offer to go to your room, Ragna. You certainly aren't making any compelling arguments about how you don't have a crush on her! Weiss doesn't seem repulsed by the idea though. He's lucky that she wants to keep feeding it. Think of her more. Feel her more. Don't let her out of your sights.
Her tongue gives his fingers a good lick again before giving the tips a good suck. This time around, she doesn't pull away, letting her tongue dance around the digits, treating them like a lollipop. It's a good distraction from when Ragna starts taking control more, but it can really only last for so long. Her thighs tremble, knees shake, and she leaves his fingers alone so she can lean forward, her breasts getting squished against his chest. ]
Do it again... [ Please. Don't make her actually ask—let alone beg—for it. That felt so much better than she could have ever imagined, so... With her ass pointing up, each thrust into her does drive him deeper, like this angle was even better than earlier. She really is relying on him now to not just lie there. ] Harder, Ragna.
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So you were thinking about me that way? [ Hmm... That wasn't what you said before she accepted your offer to go to your room, Ragna. You certainly aren't making any compelling arguments about how you don't have a crush on her! Weiss doesn't seem repulsed by the idea though. He's lucky that she wants to keep feeding it. Think of her more. Feel her more. Don't let her out of your sights.
Her tongue gives his fingers a good lick again before giving the tips a good suck. This time around, she doesn't pull away, letting her tongue dance around the digits, treating them like a lollipop. It's a good distraction from when Ragna starts taking control more, but it can really only last for so long. Her thighs tremble, knees shake, and she leaves his fingers alone so she can lean forward, her breasts getting squished against his chest. ]
Do it again... [ Please. Don't make her actually ask—let alone beg—for it. That felt so much better than she could have ever imagined, so... With her ass pointing up, each thrust into her does drive him deeper, like this angle was even better than earlier. She really is relying on him now to not just lie there. ] Harder, Ragna.