[For all his inexperience, Neuvillette is incredibly attentive and a quick learner, seeming to pick up and lean into every little gasp, every tremble that runs up her thighs. He quickly seems to hone in on what she likes.
He begins a rhythm to thrust two long fingers into her, keeping his palm pressed close so she can still grind against him. His own hand, however, isn't providing enough resistance for himself. The angle isn't right and his rocking hips are meeting nothing.
He groans into the kiss, drawing her closer. Finding the firmer hold on his hair strangely enjoyable. Why something like having his hair pulled should feel good is a little confusing but wrapped up in the moment, he doesn't have time to question it. Instead, he just pushes hungrily into the kiss.]
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He begins a rhythm to thrust two long fingers into her, keeping his palm pressed close so she can still grind against him. His own hand, however, isn't providing enough resistance for himself. The angle isn't right and his rocking hips are meeting nothing.
He groans into the kiss, drawing her closer. Finding the firmer hold on his hair strangely enjoyable. Why something like having his hair pulled should feel good is a little confusing but wrapped up in the moment, he doesn't have time to question it. Instead, he just pushes hungrily into the kiss.]