He did appreciate her dedication. But what he appreciated even more so was the silent go-ahead to start thrusting. Bending to her whims was more than fine for him, but this was not at all a terrible alternative.
With his hand still fisted in her hair, Zevran braced his other hand against the wall and jerked his hips forward; following the bob of her head if she continued. If not, he would gladly wedge himself as far as he could to fully appreciate her lack of a gag reflex, his cock pulsing in the tight confines of her throat and mouth and hinting to his release where his choked cries of pleasure could not.
[ Saya's hands press flat against the wall behind him and she leans into each one of his thrusts, never shying away for an inch. He's welcome to every bit of her throat he can reach, with her moaning her pleasure all the while. There's something about making her partner lose control that is undeniably appealing. ]
[ She doesn't expect this will go on terribly much longer, which suits her mood. She also doesn't expect Zevran will want to do anything but return the favor, which likewise is what she's after. Quick and eager and with their voices echoing out of his alley and down the road. ]
Zevran had mentioned that in most instances he liked his partner to get off first. But since things had gone a bit differently this time, it would suffice to return the favor even if he had to do so languidly while lying in the middle of an alleyway with her on his face.
Until then, the elf would continue to thrust into her mouth, burying himself deep and then pulling back to do it all over again. And when he finally reached his peak and careened over the edge, it was with a keening moan and a shudder, spilling himself into her mouth with one final twist of his fingers in her hair.
[ Being on his face while he luxuriates on the pavement sounds delightful, actually. She'll take being teased a bit herself, now that she's gotten some of what she needed, though if he wanted to just go for it that wouldn't be amiss either. ]
[ Saya doesn't shy away one inch when he shoves deep into her throat and finds his release; in fact, she purrs with satisfaction and swallows several times in quick succession to flex her throat. Only when she's quite sure he's relaxing does she slowly pull back, her lips sealing around him with gentle suction before her mouth releases him. ]
Mmm. Just what I needed. [ She primly swipes a fingertip across her lip to catch any wayward wetness. ]
"I am...happy to oblige, darling." Zevran laughed breathlessly, his grip on her hair loosening enough to card through the dark strands and smooth them back into place. "Now, if you would be so kind as to let me return the favor, I believe I have more then enough strength for it."
Zevran tucked himself back into his pants and slid down the wall, reaching for her as he did so. "Your throne is ready for you, my lady." The throne being his face. You get it.
I believe I can be exactly that kind. [ She didn't assume he'd leave her in the lurch, given his professed attitude previously. If he did, however, no matter -- there are plenty of others who would be only too delighted to receive her attentions. She's a Queen, and formed a harem accordingly. ]
[ Of course, she's wearing no more beneath her clothes as previously, so stepping forward and rucking her skirt up high on her thighs will suffice nicely. Quite willing to be dragged into whatever position he likes. ]
Always prepared, it seemed. Zevran patiently waited for her to position herself above him, inhaling deep that delightfully heady scent of her. His hands glided up her thighs, curved around her rear to give it a squeeze, and then finally resettled on her hips; urging her to sit on his face. Worry not, Saya, he could handle it. And if he died, he did so exactly as he always hoped.
Once close enough, Zevran laved his tongue along the length of her slit, head tilted to gently rub the bridge of his nose against her clit while he tasted her.
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Date: Mar. 23rd, 2023 02:02 am (UTC)With his hand still fisted in her hair, Zevran braced his other hand against the wall and jerked his hips forward; following the bob of her head if she continued. If not, he would gladly wedge himself as far as he could to fully appreciate her lack of a gag reflex, his cock pulsing in the tight confines of her throat and mouth and hinting to his release where his choked cries of pleasure could not.
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Date: Mar. 23rd, 2023 09:08 pm (UTC)[ She doesn't expect this will go on terribly much longer, which suits her mood. She also doesn't expect Zevran will want to do anything but return the favor, which likewise is what she's after. Quick and eager and with their voices echoing out of his alley and down the road. ]
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Date: Mar. 25th, 2023 06:08 pm (UTC)Until then, the elf would continue to thrust into her mouth, burying himself deep and then pulling back to do it all over again. And when he finally reached his peak and careened over the edge, it was with a keening moan and a shudder, spilling himself into her mouth with one final twist of his fingers in her hair.
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Date: Mar. 27th, 2023 04:12 pm (UTC)[ Saya doesn't shy away one inch when he shoves deep into her throat and finds his release; in fact, she purrs with satisfaction and swallows several times in quick succession to flex her throat. Only when she's quite sure he's relaxing does she slowly pull back, her lips sealing around him with gentle suction before her mouth releases him. ]
Mmm. Just what I needed. [ She primly swipes a fingertip across her lip to catch any wayward wetness. ]
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Date: Mar. 27th, 2023 04:35 pm (UTC)Zevran tucked himself back into his pants and slid down the wall, reaching for her as he did so. "Your throne is ready for you, my lady." The throne being his face. You get it.
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Date: Mar. 28th, 2023 07:40 pm (UTC)I believe I can be exactly that kind. [ She didn't assume he'd leave her in the lurch, given his professed attitude previously. If he did, however, no matter -- there are plenty of others who would be only too delighted to receive her attentions. She's a Queen, and formed a harem accordingly. ]
[ Of course, she's wearing no more beneath her clothes as previously, so stepping forward and rucking her skirt up high on her thighs will suffice nicely. Quite willing to be dragged into whatever position he likes. ]
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Date: Apr. 1st, 2023 03:15 pm (UTC)Once close enough, Zevran laved his tongue along the length of her slit, head tilted to gently rub the bridge of his nose against her clit while he tasted her.