[ Unfortunately(?) for Weiss, what neither of them knew at this current point in time was that she had bagged herself a real idiot in this Crimson Calamity. Their only mutual reprieve was that, at least for the Grim Reaper, he was going to have a lot of time to think. Time that can be occupied far later when he wasn't currently in the middle of building that pressure in her abdomen when he can feel her thigh twitching in his hand, and her pussy gripping his fingers tighter. How could he not get hard riling her back up this way? If he were addled with lust and swimming in aphrodisiacs, Weiss might have had a cause for concern that her makeshift partner in this elevator might have just wanted to push for another round.
With a clear head though, he also wouldn't have said no if she found herself coming around to asking if he wanted more. But in the meantime, he continues to pump his fingers, the white-haired man's head rolling back for a moment as he arches to get more comfortable having been lying for so long. That in turn has his hips rolling upwards slightly, his renewed arousal throbbing as if it were desperate attention. But neither one would grant it when he's equally as keen on taking care of her. Following the pleas in her voice and the desperation Weiss carries with her as she rides his hand, giving him another show from the best seat in the house as pleasure is written all over her face. ]
Yeah...come on...come on...
[ Right when his fingers drag back along the anterior of her walls...the pads of his fingers brushing a little textured spot that stirs his curiosity. She's so wet, hot and tight...but this spot... Ah. Seems that he's found something of a button all on his own when Weiss he feels her entire body tense, Ragna's own hand thrusting and rubbing along her g-spot as she lets out the most relieved sigh imaginable. She sounds and feels as good as she looks...he can only imagine what she tasted like if he had the wherewithal to make her lounge back on this chair. Luckily for little Miss Schnee in the Grim Reaper's lap though, she hardly hurt him even as her grip on his wrist rendered knuckle-white.
There. That time he gets it. He doesn't need to ask, he thinks, as her hold of him loosens and his fingers remain inside her for the time being, now gently stroking instead of attacking her most sensitive spot. It's only fair, yeah? She stroked him long throughout his own orgasm earlier. ]
Better?
[ Said with a hand upon her exposed breast with another gentle knead too. Hey, whatever works to keep her upright on his lap, right? ]
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With a clear head though, he also wouldn't have said no if she found herself coming around to asking if he wanted more. But in the meantime, he continues to pump his fingers, the white-haired man's head rolling back for a moment as he arches to get more comfortable having been lying for so long. That in turn has his hips rolling upwards slightly, his renewed arousal throbbing as if it were desperate attention. But neither one would grant it when he's equally as keen on taking care of her. Following the pleas in her voice and the desperation Weiss carries with her as she rides his hand, giving him another show from the best seat in the house as pleasure is written all over her face. ]
Yeah...come on...come on...
[ Right when his fingers drag back along the anterior of her walls...the pads of his fingers brushing a little textured spot that stirs his curiosity. She's so wet, hot and tight...but this spot... Ah. Seems that he's found something of a button all on his own when Weiss he feels her entire body tense, Ragna's own hand thrusting and rubbing along her g-spot as she lets out the most relieved sigh imaginable. She sounds and feels as good as she looks...he can only imagine what she tasted like if he had the wherewithal to make her lounge back on this chair. Luckily for little Miss Schnee in the Grim Reaper's lap though, she hardly hurt him even as her grip on his wrist rendered knuckle-white.
There. That time he gets it. He doesn't need to ask, he thinks, as her hold of him loosens and his fingers remain inside her for the time being, now gently stroking instead of attacking her most sensitive spot. It's only fair, yeah? She stroked him long throughout his own orgasm earlier. ]
Better?
[ Said with a hand upon her exposed breast with another gentle knead too. Hey, whatever works to keep her upright on his lap, right? ]