"I-I..." She's dazed, breathless, and only becoming even more so as his lips trail further and further down and his fingers come closer and closer to her entrance. "...do like it," She manages after a moment, and then, after a shaky breath, "Very m-- ahh..!"
That's the sound of her letting out another cry as his lips come around her nipple and his fingers slip inside of her. This cry is louder - much louder - and it echoes in the chamber as her back arches and her toes curl. There is some slight pain at the feeling of his fingers within her, because this isn't something she's experienced before and it's uncomfortable, to suddenly have something there. But his tongue on her nipple and the way he sucks on it is nothing but pleasure, and it sends jolts up and down her spine that leave her gasping for more.
"P..please..! Mmm..."
It's shameless, she knows that, but she doesn't want him to stop just yet. His fingers are slowly finding their rhythm, inching deeper and deeper into her, and when he first rolls his thumb over her clit she lets out another loud cry, this time of his name - "Saitou..!"
It's very quickly becoming clear that pleasures of the flesh are something that Chizuru could easily become lost in, given the chance. It's also quickly becoming clear that she's avoided becoming lost in them by abstaining entirely. There will come a point when Saitou's fingers won't be able to go much deeper, his fingertips brushing against something that will, with more pressure, break and give way, but before he can do so she'll wince with sudden pain.
It's the pain that shocks her partially out of the haze of pleasure she's been so lost in and she realizes that while he's been pleasuring her, she hasn't been doing much for him. That's selfish of her and she needs to change that, but with his thumb over her clit and his mouth on her nipple it's hard to find the words, though she is actually able to form the thoughts. She brings a hand to his shoulder, then follows his shoulder to his collar and slips her fingers under the fabric to follow that to where she can start undoing his clothing - his fingers on her skin felt so good; she wants him to feel her fingers on his.
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That's the sound of her letting out another cry as his lips come around her nipple and his fingers slip inside of her. This cry is louder - much louder - and it echoes in the chamber as her back arches and her toes curl. There is some slight pain at the feeling of his fingers within her, because this isn't something she's experienced before and it's uncomfortable, to suddenly have something there. But his tongue on her nipple and the way he sucks on it is nothing but pleasure, and it sends jolts up and down her spine that leave her gasping for more.
"P..please..! Mmm..."
It's shameless, she knows that, but she doesn't want him to stop just yet. His fingers are slowly finding their rhythm, inching deeper and deeper into her, and when he first rolls his thumb over her clit she lets out another loud cry, this time of his name - "Saitou..!"
It's very quickly becoming clear that pleasures of the flesh are something that Chizuru could easily become lost in, given the chance. It's also quickly becoming clear that she's avoided becoming lost in them by abstaining entirely. There will come a point when Saitou's fingers won't be able to go much deeper, his fingertips brushing against something that will, with more pressure, break and give way, but before he can do so she'll wince with sudden pain.
It's the pain that shocks her partially out of the haze of pleasure she's been so lost in and she realizes that while he's been pleasuring her, she hasn't been doing much for him. That's selfish of her and she needs to change that, but with his thumb over her clit and his mouth on her nipple it's hard to find the words, though she is actually able to form the thoughts. She brings a hand to his shoulder, then follows his shoulder to his collar and slips her fingers under the fabric to follow that to where she can start undoing his clothing - his fingers on her skin felt so good; she wants him to feel her fingers on his.