WC: 222 OOC: Rawr!
Liliana was worried too, she did not know what she was doing nor how well she was doing it, for her, his pleasure was as good as hers. She wanted him and she knew it, but it seemed like both of them were holding back. His one last lick broght them apart, to look into each other’s eyes, and she saw hs concern in his eyes. Was he worried about something? If anything she thought she should be the one worried, so far he’d gotten her so worked up she was beginning to feel like this was nothing but a dream, but she didn’t want it to end. She gave him that reassuring smile, and licked from the bottom of his chin to his nose, a slight mischievious smile on her face, she was playing it by the ear, an experiment, and hopefully it was ok. She wanted to please him, but how, was there something special she had to do? Whatever it was she didn’t know, and feeling they might have to take things further she would have to take some initiative as she looked to the bed and then over to him, sure that he’d get the possible hint, her hands were still on his back caressing it, massaging it, finding her way slightly lower every once in a while.
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