[Reining his body back under control, Liem stills the movement of his hips as Jester playfully admonishes him. He raises an eyebrow as he looks up at her, needy impatience thinly veiled beneath a long-suffering expression. He can't even say that he dislikes being toyed with in this way, not if the arousal throbbing hard against his trousers is any indication. On the other hand, with the influence of his gem making restraint nigh-impossible, his desire is very quickly turning to desperation.]
What happens if I winnnn—
[His slightly petulant question is interrupted by Jester's breasts descending to meet his face, very nearly wedging his long nose right into her cleavage. He's certainly distracted, mostly by the urge to nuzzle a trail of kisses over the generous curves of her chest, which according to her instructions he is distinctly not allowed to do. Not even a little bit. Liem swallows against the dryness in his throat, and the noise he makes when she threads her fingers back into the hair around his horns is less a hum of pleasure and more an eager whine.]
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What happens if I winnnn—
[His slightly petulant question is interrupted by Jester's breasts descending to meet his face, very nearly wedging his long nose right into her cleavage. He's certainly distracted, mostly by the urge to nuzzle a trail of kisses over the generous curves of her chest, which according to her instructions he is distinctly not allowed to do. Not even a little bit. Liem swallows against the dryness in his throat, and the noise he makes when she threads her fingers back into the hair around his horns is less a hum of pleasure and more an eager whine.]