[she makes a short keening noise as he changes speed, but she also starts trying to match it, pushing back to meet him. it takes her awhile to find the rhythm and she's holding on tightly to his neck, any scratching is absolutely incidental but also definitely happening]
[she winds her leg around his, trying to catch her own rhythm again. eventually, she just reaches up for a quick kiss and with the quickest, but not lightest, bite on his lip, then she digs nails in deep and hard down his back]
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[he admits slowly]
I don't mind the scratching.
[using his words, but not even sure how much she's hearing him, but fuck this feels amazing, either way]
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I, ah, could tell. Mmm, so, I was trying . . .
[#caught]
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[look he just wanted to tell her to do more]
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[she winds her leg around his, trying to catch her own rhythm again. eventually, she just reaches up for a quick kiss and with the quickest, but not lightest, bite on his lip, then she digs nails in deep and hard down his back]
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[unconsciously digging her nails in now, anchoring, while she arches into it and her toes curl, moaning and keening without abandon]
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C'mon...
[it is very hot and-- normally he'd feel like this was just the beginning of the night. but he's definitely handicapped tonight.]