[He murmurs barely comprehensible agreements through their kisses, bending his head with each thrust to pepper her with affection, to her lips, her neck, her breasts, anywhere he can comfortably reach as they move together as one. She'd wanted two hundred kisses, and even as a joke he's giving it his all, too many to count properly, trying only to drown her in sensations from every angle. He feels solid and soft at once, the hardness between his legs accented by the pulse of her pleasure flowing into him, and like before, he feels everything at once. He groans noisily as she tenses around him, that marvelous pressure trying to hold him in as he withdraws, welcoming him back every time he sinks into her. This is another dance he knows well, one they've learned together, and the steps are familiar and still mind-blowing every time.
He shifts one hand away from where he'd been enclosed above her, touching her thigh and holding her leg where it's pinned around him, locking their hips together. He rocks into her harder, faster, picking up the pace with the beat of his heart, trying to let her feel what she doesn't have as his chest presses against hers. She wants to feel him, so let her feel him- all of him. She wants him to kiss, to be inside her- so he kisses her hard and hungry, tongue plunging inside to find hers, grinding into her body so she can experience him as deeply as their bodies will allow.]
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He shifts one hand away from where he'd been enclosed above her, touching her thigh and holding her leg where it's pinned around him, locking their hips together. He rocks into her harder, faster, picking up the pace with the beat of his heart, trying to let her feel what she doesn't have as his chest presses against hers. She wants to feel him, so let her feel him- all of him. She wants him to kiss, to be inside her- so he kisses her hard and hungry, tongue plunging inside to find hers, grinding into her body so she can experience him as deeply as their bodies will allow.]