[Now she is the one to initiate the kiss. And he is willing prey to the moment, he invites her tongue into his mouth now. Of course he takes the opportunity to provide friction. He is not sheltered in the arts of love. And perhaps it's been the Dornish in him along with the very open mating rituals shown to him by life in the Great Grass Sea.]
[He could purr these words. No way at all he'll stop now. Feeling more bold by the second, he pulls the fabric of her small clothes aside to properly touch her. Frank moans into the kiss. He is hard in his fine silken robes.]
[ Once she feels his fingers touch her directly, she cries into the kiss, gripping tightly at his robes. She doesn't regret the feeling or pleasure or excitement. But she would regret any shame she would bring upon her parents for doing this.
So she hopes that he really is a man of his word and not just looking for another conquest. The lioness will not be tamed.
As she demonstrates by rocking herself on his fingers, the closest she's ever been to fucking. ]
[Smooth, hot and wet like a honey filled blossom. Since she is mostly above him, he lets her set the pace, fingers rubbing along the spread open bloom of her sex. No penetration, no compromise of her virtue. Though he knows well that reaching for the soft, pearl sized bud in her cunt is definitely going to aid the service of her pleasure. Frank kisses her jaw, her chin.
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[Now she is the one to initiate the kiss. And he is willing prey to the moment, he invites her tongue into his mouth now. Of course he takes the opportunity to provide friction. He is not sheltered in the arts of love. And perhaps it's been the Dornish in him along with the very open mating rituals shown to him by life in the Great Grass Sea.]
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Regret at doing this... Not doing this...
[ She rocks her hips more, folds of her dress bunching up around her waist. Her lips are hot and hungry as she claims his once again. ]
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[He could purr these words. No way at all he'll stop now. Feeling more bold by the second, he pulls the fabric of her small clothes aside to properly touch her. Frank moans into the kiss. He is hard in his fine silken robes.]
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So she hopes that he really is a man of his word and not just looking for another conquest. The lioness will not be tamed.
As she demonstrates by rocking herself on his fingers, the closest she's ever been to fucking. ]
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His breath is heavy. His heartbeat a drum.]