[ he pushes her off his face, slides out from underneath and sits up. he didn't really expect a fuck you so much as a good boy, and he looks visibly confused that he didn't get it. but he takes in her heaving form and the vulnerability in his eyes softens into something less upset. ]
Is that what you want?
[ he asks meanly, grabbing her leg and dragging her a little closer, sliding his other hand between her thighs to feel where he's made a mess of her, tweaking her overstimulated clit. ]
[ for all he's acting disaffected, the idea of actually penetrating her makes something unhappy curl in his gut. he wants it, and he doesn't. he can't bring himself to kiss her again, so he pushes his face up against her neck where she can't see him. ]
Cora...
[ he murmurs it as he breathes her in. now, more than ever, he feels like a disappointment of a brother. ]
I want to make you come again.
[ he offers. he wants to make her come over and over again, if he's honest, like that pleasure can make up for everything he can't give her. ]
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Is that what you want?
[ he asks meanly, grabbing her leg and dragging her a little closer, sliding his other hand between her thighs to feel where he's made a mess of her, tweaking her overstimulated clit. ]
[ for all he's acting disaffected, the idea of actually penetrating her makes something unhappy curl in his gut. he wants it, and he doesn't. he can't bring himself to kiss her again, so he pushes his face up against her neck where she can't see him. ]
Cora...
[ he murmurs it as he breathes her in. now, more than ever, he feels like a disappointment of a brother. ]
I want to make you come again.
[ he offers. he wants to make her come over and over again, if he's honest, like that pleasure can make up for everything he can't give her. ]