[ She twists his erection in that warm palm, and Hei lets off a raspy strangled noise into their kiss. Heat-lightning is a gathering force in his balls, even as the rest of his body is lax with pleasure. The sound of her whimper still leaps through him; he sinks two fingers into that welling slickness between her thighs. But before he can work her up to a good rhythm, he feels her hiss and edge away, her muscles tightening in a different manner. ]
[ Concerned, he breaks the kiss to draw back. His breaths are a slow humid flutter against her skin. ]
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[ Concerned, he breaks the kiss to draw back. His breaths are a slow humid flutter against her skin. ]
You okay?