[ The Teasing Trio can't quite see, but they're glad to hear it, anyway. The noises got muffled early on— that girl sure doesn't like being loud, huh! But patience is a virtue. That slick and sloppy sound of Ragna's dick pumping into Weiss over and over is music to their ears, the sound of skin slapping against skin is just the right frequency— they love, they love it! It's so obscene, but there's something so cute about it when they're imagining Weiss being on top. What a lovely scene it must be.
They hear her voice, praising him for being so deep, giving him her approval with all these high-pitched "Yes"es, amongst other noises. The man could use nicer words, less uncouth, but they find it pleasing regardless. They're so jealous... the sex must be so good and so satisfying. And it's the noisy man's first time, isn't it? Even cuter! When will they ever get their first time, they wonder. What it would feel like for someone to cum all over them, so warm and wet and fulfilling. . .
Weiss is close to losing all sense in her with how tightly he's clinging onto her "seat", too. She doesn't want to open her eyes, she doesn't want to think anymore, she just wants to give it all to him. She wants to keep hearing him say how tight she is if it's what makes him thrust into her harder, faster, bucking his hips into her like there's absolutely nothing else in the world that could make him feel good. Just her. ]
Ragna— [ A shaky breath. She's so close, the build up has been intense, like a sneeze that's been creeping up on her for some time now but she just can't sneeze. She just knows it's coming, though. Soon. She's gonna come.
And so is he, apparently. And as tragic as it is to stop, Weiss wakes up back to reality, eyes shooting open and pushing herself up immediately and as she taps his shoulder. ] Wait, you can't not inside. Not now, please.
[ Not here! She's so sorry to ruin your first time, Ragna, but... when all of this is over and you two are headed to the casino (or back up, or something), she can't and doesn't want to walk in cum-stained panties...............................
She understands that this is asking a lot, especially given how much they've lost themselves to the moment and in each other, but if he's gracious enough to concede defeat, Weiss does lift her hips up enough so he can pull out, plopping her butt on his thighs as she uses both her hands to finish the job. ]
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They hear her voice, praising him for being so deep, giving him her approval with all these high-pitched "Yes"es, amongst other noises. The man could use nicer words, less uncouth, but they find it pleasing regardless. They're so jealous... the sex must be so good and so satisfying. And it's the noisy man's first time, isn't it? Even cuter! When will they ever get their first time, they wonder. What it would feel like for someone to cum all over them, so warm and wet and fulfilling. . .
Weiss is close to losing all sense in her with how tightly he's clinging onto her "seat", too. She doesn't want to open her eyes, she doesn't want to think anymore, she just wants to give it all to him. She wants to keep hearing him say how tight she is if it's what makes him thrust into her harder, faster, bucking his hips into her like there's absolutely nothing else in the world that could make him feel good. Just her. ]
Ragna— [ A shaky breath. She's so close, the build up has been intense, like a sneeze that's been creeping up on her for some time now but she just can't sneeze. She just knows it's coming, though. Soon. She's gonna come.
And so is he, apparently. And as tragic as it is to stop, Weiss wakes up back to reality, eyes shooting open and pushing herself up immediately and as she taps his shoulder. ] Wait, you can't not inside. Not now, please.
[ Not here! She's so sorry to ruin your first time, Ragna, but... when all of this is over and you two are headed to the casino (or back up, or something), she can't and doesn't want to walk in cum-stained panties...............................
She understands that this is asking a lot, especially given how much they've lost themselves to the moment and in each other, but if he's gracious enough to concede defeat, Weiss does lift her hips up enough so he can pull out, plopping her butt on his thighs as she uses both her hands to finish the job. ]