[ His response isn't something that makes sense to her right now, especially when her body and brain are playing catch up. She really can just end it here, but she wants to continue. If he came, they got their card, they followed through on what the painting wanted them to do. The elevator can move now, probably! But she's selfish. She's not going to let him be the only one who ends up finishing. That would just be unfair! Though that may just be the disappointment in her talking, because she was so, so close... ]
Mm... like that. . .
[ You can explain a little better, Ragna. Tell her what you meant by that while you slip your fingers in her.
And even that already gets her clit to tingle in excitement again, even without the contact. She can feel him brushing against those nerves even from the inside with how oversensitive she is, so she closes her eyes and steadies her breath, even just for a little while. Her hands end up on the ends of her skirt over her thighs, holding onto them gently for now. It won't take long to bring her back to the edge of that cliff again, at least, and he'll see that once her grip of her skirt tightens later on. ]
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[ His response isn't something that makes sense to her right now, especially when her body and brain are playing catch up. She really can just end it here, but she wants to continue. If he came, they got their card, they followed through on what the painting wanted them to do. The elevator can move now, probably! But she's selfish. She's not going to let him be the only one who ends up finishing. That would just be unfair! Though that may just be the disappointment in her talking, because she was so, so close... ]
Mm... like that. . .
[ You can explain a little better, Ragna. Tell her what you meant by that while you slip your fingers in her.
And even that already gets her clit to tingle in excitement again, even without the contact. She can feel him brushing against those nerves even from the inside with how oversensitive she is, so she closes her eyes and steadies her breath, even just for a little while. Her hands end up on the ends of her skirt over her thighs, holding onto them gently for now. It won't take long to bring her back to the edge of that cliff again, at least, and he'll see that once her grip of her skirt tightens later on. ]