[ They keep on breathing into each other's mouths, close as can be but not kissing, just panting hard, and every time Izzy makes a noise, higher up still, Baby replies with one of his own, grunts and groans released against the bow of her lips.
It's everything he wants, almost. He moves his hand to cup her breast, but keeps it hidden behind her bra, just swiping his thumb against her nipple, hard under the fabric. He rocks his hips up, muscles tense, feeling the heat of her body, but still through layers of denim that makes him yearn for more and yet relish in this, right now; the two of them.
It's like they don't need more, that this is a natural escalation. They started at the bottom of a mountain and worked their way up. This wasn't their summit, either - Baby was certain there was much more to come, but it felt like another milestone, the two of them finally giving in to their carnal desires to an extent. Finally admitting that they both want this.
And they keep moving, and Izzy keeps on making all of these sweet little sounds that stick to Baby's skin, and it's so good and yet, Baby's orgasm, when it comes, hits him like a gut punch. He chokes on a breath, tensing up and going still for a moment, feeling himself come into his boxers, the flush of embarrassment following the elated feeling flooding his brain. ]
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It's everything he wants, almost. He moves his hand to cup her breast, but keeps it hidden behind her bra, just swiping his thumb against her nipple, hard under the fabric. He rocks his hips up, muscles tense, feeling the heat of her body, but still through layers of denim that makes him yearn for more and yet relish in this, right now; the two of them.
It's like they don't need more, that this is a natural escalation. They started at the bottom of a mountain and worked their way up. This wasn't their summit, either - Baby was certain there was much more to come, but it felt like another milestone, the two of them finally giving in to their carnal desires to an extent. Finally admitting that they both want this.
And they keep moving, and Izzy keeps on making all of these sweet little sounds that stick to Baby's skin, and it's so good and yet, Baby's orgasm, when it comes, hits him like a gut punch. He chokes on a breath, tensing up and going still for a moment, feeling himself come into his boxers, the flush of embarrassment following the elated feeling flooding his brain. ]
Oh my God I'm - so sorry -