[ Thankfully, Weiss is quick to give him that guidance. Even when his cheeks fluster and his head continues to pound rhythmically when she continues to guide his left hand upon a shaken breath. He hardly cares about the fact that he's still a bit of a mess, stained abdomen and all when he was finding his focus shifting onto her pleasure. At least...what he hopes is her pleasure. This is ALL foreign territory to him, but his "First" isn't such a bad student either. At least...when he's not incessantly barking and complaining.
Comes with age, being able to focus more. Especially when she's being more forthcoming with him and actually telling him what she wants. Thankfully she didn't need to be more explicit to get her point across. Not when his digits become more slick with her juices. So not there...not her clit now. Hmm. Did that hurt? Like being overstimulated down south himself...or perhaps it was that much more concentrated. His fingers continue to rub and stroke her folds for now, getting a feel for what he can't see.
Their eyes meet, his gloved hand upon her thigh for purchase while she looks away and accepts that they can go back up... Those eyes of hers were so bright. Not glowing, no, but they were among the myriad of other things he was going to have one helluva time getting out of his head. ...Not that he was ever going to want to. He can't help himself, however, as his palm shifts so that he can get a better angle beneath her skirt.
No goading by the Trio. If they have something to say, they can stuff it, but, honestly, someone so little atop his lap, taking the lead like she did and now looking so shy... ]
So that's cute.
[ Crush this, crush that, if she has something to say, at least he's not covering her mouth when it's his ring and middle fingers together sliding inside of her, green and red eyes broadening in surprise in the moment at how tight it still was around him. But this is what she wanted, right? Not too fast, now. But...she really was riding high with him before. He can't just drag this out, can he? He shouldn't...which is why he starts working his wrist back and forth, keeping his digits straight for now as the wet squelch of fucking her with them mingles in the air around them once more. ]
no subject
[ Thankfully, Weiss is quick to give him that guidance. Even when his cheeks fluster and his head continues to pound rhythmically when she continues to guide his left hand upon a shaken breath. He hardly cares about the fact that he's still a bit of a mess, stained abdomen and all when he was finding his focus shifting onto her pleasure. At least...what he hopes is her pleasure. This is ALL foreign territory to him, but his "First" isn't such a bad student either. At least...when he's not incessantly barking and complaining.
Comes with age, being able to focus more. Especially when she's being more forthcoming with him and actually telling him what she wants. Thankfully she didn't need to be more explicit to get her point across. Not when his digits become more slick with her juices. So not there...not her clit now. Hmm. Did that hurt? Like being overstimulated down south himself...or perhaps it was that much more concentrated. His fingers continue to rub and stroke her folds for now, getting a feel for what he can't see.
Their eyes meet, his gloved hand upon her thigh for purchase while she looks away and accepts that they can go back up... Those eyes of hers were so bright. Not glowing, no, but they were among the myriad of other things he was going to have one helluva time getting out of his head. ...Not that he was ever going to want to. He can't help himself, however, as his palm shifts so that he can get a better angle beneath her skirt.
No goading by the Trio. If they have something to say, they can stuff it, but, honestly, someone so little atop his lap, taking the lead like she did and now looking so shy... ]
So that's cute.
[ Crush this, crush that, if she has something to say, at least he's not covering her mouth when it's his ring and middle fingers together sliding inside of her, green and red eyes broadening in surprise in the moment at how tight it still was around him. But this is what she wanted, right? Not too fast, now. But...she really was riding high with him before. He can't just drag this out, can he? He shouldn't...which is why he starts working his wrist back and forth, keeping his digits straight for now as the wet squelch of fucking her with them mingles in the air around them once more. ]