[ it's definitely a bit of both. he never denied being greedy, especially when it pertained to kiyomi. at the same time, outside of their initial contact and the short period of time that inevitably trailed after that, he'd like to think he was a bit more controlled now. patient. not unlike the way a hunter would be in the wild.
or so he'd claim, but what could anyone call this but sheer and unadulterated impatience and carnal desire. but, he doesn't dislike it. it's hard not to when his body reacts at every breath against his cock, or the way her tongue slides over than more than just the tip. he can feel her intrinsic want in the way she takes him in and he feels her wetness of her mouth encompass him and without knowing it, he removes his hand from her, clenching them slightly.
he's barely controlling his strength and his chest heaves slightly with each hitch in his breath. is he even driving properly? the thing with older models is that they definitely didn't have cruise control, but it does look like he's managed to keep them on the road and evade any accidents so far. (surprising...)
he can't help but release a small huff of humor. ] Looks like Miss Hunter wants a bit more of an adrenaline rush today. [ easing his breathing as he speaks. gradually his hand come back down to touch the back of her neck, his fingers touching beneath the collar of her shirt. the touch to her bare skin, unsurprisingly, doesn't help. ] Where else should I take her? [ while he intended to take her back to base, hideout #2 is sounding more appealing if just by sheer proximity. ]
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or so he'd claim, but what could anyone call this but sheer and unadulterated impatience and carnal desire. but, he doesn't dislike it. it's hard not to when his body reacts at every breath against his cock, or the way her tongue slides over than more than just the tip. he can feel her intrinsic want in the way she takes him in and he feels her wetness of her mouth encompass him and without knowing it, he removes his hand from her, clenching them slightly.
he's barely controlling his strength and his chest heaves slightly with each hitch in his breath. is he even driving properly? the thing with older models is that they definitely didn't have cruise control, but it does look like he's managed to keep them on the road and evade any accidents so far. (surprising...)
he can't help but release a small huff of humor. ] Looks like Miss Hunter wants a bit more of an adrenaline rush today. [ easing his breathing as he speaks. gradually his hand come back down to touch the back of her neck, his fingers touching beneath the collar of her shirt. the touch to her bare skin, unsurprisingly, doesn't help. ] Where else should I take her? [ while he intended to take her back to base, hideout #2 is sounding more appealing if just by sheer proximity. ]