["Libertine" is only ever a compliment in a context like this one. This is something Sholmes is learning on this day; lucky him.
Instructionless, he would have left that single finger inside of her, angling it to feel her soft insides, thoughts wandering in even lewder directions as he wonders what it must feel like to properly fuck her — his future self would know, wouldn't he? But suddenly, he's bereft of her touch. Or rather, it moves away from his cock and loops around his wrist, instead, urging him deeper. He makes another little noise, somewhat of a complaint that he's no longer being tended to, but not enough to... not allow his finger to sink in ever deeper into her.
Right up to his knuckle, hugged all around. Still just the one finger, though.]
I couldn't have imagined... [He trails off, dumbly. That she'd be so soft, so warm, that the very notion would make his body react this way?
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Instructionless, he would have left that single finger inside of her, angling it to feel her soft insides, thoughts wandering in even lewder directions as he wonders what it must feel like to properly fuck her — his future self would know, wouldn't he? But suddenly, he's bereft of her touch. Or rather, it moves away from his cock and loops around his wrist, instead, urging him deeper. He makes another little noise, somewhat of a complaint that he's no longer being tended to, but not enough to... not allow his finger to sink in ever deeper into her.
Right up to his knuckle, hugged all around. Still just the one finger, though.]
I couldn't have imagined... [He trails off, dumbly. That she'd be so soft, so warm, that the very notion would make his body react this way?
Experimentally crooks his finger from within.]