[ Weiss has coaxed him into trusting her so well (an impressive feat), that if she did want his pants completely off? He'd let her. If she didn't ask him questions about his arm at this stage, he'd follow her lead on almost anything. If that Teasing Trio had been replaced with a lonely maiden that wouldn't let them free until he broke his own restraints and took Weiss one way, two ways, every way she could handle if that's what she wanted from him to make his "First" someone he'll never stop thinking about? He'd do it. Which makes letting her free his erection all the more easy as he relaxes in his seat for her again when it throbs with a hint of glistening wetness at the tip.
Then she's looking at it, something that gets him to briefly glance down at it as if they're both seeing it for the first time, and his cheeks burn even hotter at Weiss' soft laugh about having the real best seat in the house. He's a big man; he couldn't care less about what people thought of him downstairs either but. If she's gunning to get him to laugh for it? Assuming that was a compliment...
He's actually glad. Glad that Weiss wasn't some sexual little deviant who left him in the dark at every step, struggling to keep up. Besides, he may be hazed with desire for her and want to experience anything and everything she could give him, but he hasn't forgotten everything leading up to this. How she recited a stupid card written out to the Crimson Calamity, or got on a kick of horrible knee puns... He should have been annoyed. Instead, he kept feeding her, giving her fuel to drip over the fire so that this never went out. If everything was staying in this elevator, and she wasn't going to share this with anybody else? If the Trio were blocked away from watching him and the way he smiles up and admires her with a rarer softness while he approvingly throbs for her down below,
Ragna can keep exercising that honesty she seems to like so much. Being sealed lips, a huff through his nose and a deep, brief chuckle, Weiss earns it. He does laugh. Because he thinks he'd much rather like this kind of person over a wild, horny, invasive deviant invading his space without his consent.
He checked in and had to deal with the consequences of this girl in his head goddammit. ]
Cute.
[ What's less cute and more vivid is the way she finally settles down in his lap, his breath hitching in his throat as his hands slide back one more time over her ass. A contrast of bare and leather for her to feel as he tries to suppress a moan, but it comes off more like a hum in the back of his throat as he watches her work and ride the length of his cock with her cunt. ]
S-Shit... [ Is this what it's supposed to feel like? Like sparks threatening to spread into a wildfire that he never wants to end? Because that's exactly the stimulation he feels while he squeezes Weiss' ass and follows the rhythm of her hips, guiding her back and forth over his girth, glistened with a mingling of both their juices as the throbs become more pronounced than before. ] Weiss...
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Then she's looking at it, something that gets him to briefly glance down at it as if they're both seeing it for the first time, and his cheeks burn even hotter at Weiss' soft laugh about having the real best seat in the house. He's a big man; he couldn't care less about what people thought of him downstairs either but. If she's gunning to get him to laugh for it? Assuming that was a compliment...
He's actually glad. Glad that Weiss wasn't some sexual little deviant who left him in the dark at every step, struggling to keep up. Besides, he may be hazed with desire for her and want to experience anything and everything she could give him, but he hasn't forgotten everything leading up to this. How she recited a stupid card written out to the Crimson Calamity, or got on a kick of horrible knee puns... He should have been annoyed. Instead, he kept feeding her, giving her fuel to drip over the fire so that this never went out. If everything was staying in this elevator, and she wasn't going to share this with anybody else? If the Trio were blocked away from watching him and the way he smiles up and admires her with a rarer softness while he approvingly throbs for her down below,
Ragna can keep exercising that honesty she seems to like so much. Being sealed lips, a huff through his nose and a deep, brief chuckle, Weiss earns it. He does laugh. Because he thinks he'd much rather like this kind of person over a wild, horny, invasive deviant invading his space without his consent.
He checked in and had to deal with the consequences of this girl in his head goddammit.]Cute.
[ What's less cute and more vivid is the way she finally settles down in his lap, his breath hitching in his throat as his hands slide back one more time over her ass. A contrast of bare and leather for her to feel as he tries to suppress a moan, but it comes off more like a hum in the back of his throat as he watches her work and ride the length of his cock with her cunt. ]
S-Shit... [ Is this what it's supposed to feel like? Like sparks threatening to spread into a wildfire that he never wants to end? Because that's exactly the stimulation he feels while he squeezes Weiss' ass and follows the rhythm of her hips, guiding her back and forth over his girth, glistened with a mingling of both their juices as the throbs become more pronounced than before. ] Weiss...