Pearl moans again, keens muffled and helpless against Rose, and this time it's a despairing noise. The stream patters useless against the floor, wasted water pooling damningly around her knees. Too late, she makes herself lift her wrist, turn the head back upwards, bring to bear liquid heat spilling over her and down her thighs.
And, oh, no. It's distracting. The sweet throbbing beckons her to lose herself in the useless grind of hips, double over on the floor and -- and no, no, no, the fingers tangled in her hair remind her of her task. She has to focus, or... Her lips almost shape a sorry, but Rose hasn't given her permission to speak or to stop. Instead she mouths her apology against silky flesh, moving her lips in just the way that she's learned Rose likes. A careful flick of her tongue -- a little more pressure -- a gentle suck. Rose is so wet -- and the taste... Pearl's drowning in it, could lose herself, could live on this, almost. A ragged contrite little whimper escapes her throat.
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Pearl moans again, keens muffled and helpless against Rose, and this time it's a despairing noise. The stream patters useless against the floor, wasted water pooling damningly around her knees. Too late, she makes herself lift her wrist, turn the head back upwards, bring to bear liquid heat spilling over her and down her thighs.
And, oh, no. It's distracting. The sweet throbbing beckons her to lose herself in the useless grind of hips, double over on the floor and -- and no, no, no, the fingers tangled in her hair remind her of her task. She has to focus, or... Her lips almost shape a sorry, but Rose hasn't given her permission to speak or to stop. Instead she mouths her apology against silky flesh, moving her lips in just the way that she's learned Rose likes. A careful flick of her tongue -- a little more pressure -- a gentle suck. Rose is so wet -- and the taste... Pearl's drowning in it, could lose herself, could live on this, almost. A ragged contrite little whimper escapes her throat.