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[apostafuckyou]

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[unbrokenoath]

She won't say otherwise, not for a while. It's a rhythm that's easy to get into, and she lets herself enjoy it for a while. Just focusing on the sensations and feelings, it's easy to ignore anything else. Any of the other emotions crowding in her head. And she stays like that, until that familiar sensation begins to build, spreading through her limbs with a delicious energy. One hand grips Raylan, the other balls into a fist, pressing into her lips as she comes. The fist muffles her loud gasps somewhat, in consideration of anyone else running around nearby. And a few moments later, she relaxes, scooting back to give Raylan some room.

"Damn, you are good with that mouth. Thank you."

[apostafuckyou]

He wiped his face off with a broad swipe of the hand, and grinned up at her. "Toldja it could get me outta trouble."

Raylan remained on his knees, still hard in his trousers but not feeling any particular urgency about it now. He was waiting for some signal whether Kaisa intended to go or stick around for awhile.

[unbrokenoath]

"You weren't lying." She scooted back towards the edge of the bed, eyes flicking over him, before returning to his face, hands plopping on her thighs. "So, you wanna trade places, or do you have anything else in mind?" Because she may not be the best at manners, but she's not a damn barbarian who walks out without even offering. Sounds like something an Orlesian would do, if you ask her.

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Raylan shrugged. "Ain't all that urgent. I'm fine without, 'less you had some burnin' need." He wasn't dumb enough to turn down someone who really wanted to suck his dick, of course, but he wasn't interested enough for obligation blowjobs just because he was hard. "It'd take awhile, I'm not quick," he humblebragged, pretending it was a warning.