[ Pay attention to only her, that is. The noise is cut out...or at least, a muffled afterthought when he can feel her soft hand feeling out the growing bulge in his pants. Throbbing, heated, practically jumping with each heavy pulse of arousal that gets him harder and harder, especially when coupled with the sound of her soothing, beautiful voice. With an arm wrapped around her waist, his hand idly strums up and down the outside of her thigh. From this position where they sit, their waists only partially covered up by the table and nobody's eyes on them, it's all he can do without shuffling and shifting completely.
His zipper grows tight, a little hiss of relief escaping her beau whenever she decides to pull that down and feel him a little more closely. Without the layer of his trousers in the way, she'd feel how hot and hard he'd gotten, a subtle dampness from where the tip would be. He wasn't done filling out, still willing himself to forget the world around them.
Even if a hidden little thrill from all this was shamefully doing wonders on popping him to hardness. ]
Yeah... So long as you get something out of this too.
[ A squeeze along the side of her thigh over the fabric of her dress. Hopefully Ayaka didn't think that she was going to get to just make him climax three times. ]
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[ Pay attention to only her, that is. The noise is cut out...or at least, a muffled afterthought when he can feel her soft hand feeling out the growing bulge in his pants. Throbbing, heated, practically jumping with each heavy pulse of arousal that gets him harder and harder, especially when coupled with the sound of her soothing, beautiful voice. With an arm wrapped around her waist, his hand idly strums up and down the outside of her thigh. From this position where they sit, their waists only partially covered up by the table and nobody's eyes on them, it's all he can do without shuffling and shifting completely.
His zipper grows tight, a little hiss of relief escaping her beau whenever she decides to pull that down and feel him a little more closely. Without the layer of his trousers in the way, she'd feel how hot and hard he'd gotten, a subtle dampness from where the tip would be. He wasn't done filling out, still willing himself to forget the world around them.
Even if a hidden little thrill from all this was shamefully doing wonders on popping him to hardness. ]
Yeah... So long as you get something out of this too.
[ A squeeze along the side of her thigh over the fabric of her dress. Hopefully Ayaka didn't think that she was going to get to just make him climax three times. ]