He sat up and faced her. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her. Now. "C' mere," he practically growled, beckoning her over to him.
She moved over to him, straddling his lap and groaning softly when their crotches connected, him only wearing boxer and her only wearing her p-js. She tilted her head back, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck, her smooth skin slipping over his gently.
(Lol, you're good! I feel the same way. It's so annoying! I've never had teeth pulled, just braces to put them where they belong–even though there didn't seem to be any room left??–but it still sounds rough. Like, I get that you're trying to be nice, but consider the situation dude. We. Can't. Speak)
(Yessss. I guess back to our regularly scheduled programming?)
He moaned, then nuzzled the crook of her neck and peppered her skin with butterfly kisses. His hands on her thighs as his thumbs ran circles teasingly over her skin. "Audry," he breathed against her neck, simply to say her name because he wanted to. Because he wanted to remind himself this was reality, not a dream.
She exhaled sharply, gripping his hair in between her fingertips. "Wolf…a-ah!" she moaned, her back arching, making their bodies crash together. She, looking down into his eyes, brought her lips to his, moaning quietly even at just the taste of his lips.
He kissed her back feverishly, his hands sliding up slightly and thumbs continuing their circular motion. He nibbled on her lip playfully. He was content with teasing her with the reactions he got out of her from doing so.
She was breathing heavily now, the crotch of her pj pants soaked through. "W-Wolf… I need… more…" she muttered onto his lips, looking down at her lap in embarrassment. She didn't know if he wanted to go all the way or not, but she just blurted it out. She pursed her lips, furrowing her brow, "S-sorry…I'm just really…um…worked up…shit!" she groaned out in a high-pitched squeak. She could very well melt in his arms at this point, Audry was struggling to keep even a sliver of composure. Her eyes flickered open and closed, connecting with his for a split second before looking down again.
His grip on her thighs tightened as he lifted her up easily, laying her back down on the bed and hovering over her, his hands and knees on either side of her body. His eyes were dark and glazed with lust as he looked her over for perhaps the millionth time tonight, but he just couldn't get enough of her. His hands moved to her sides, running up and down her ribs but not touching her breasts. Not yet. His lips caressed her jaw lazily, tongue flicking out every so often.
"Wolf, please…" she whined, her body squirming underneath his touch. "Fuck, Ah!" she moaned, her back arching up when he grazed his fingers over the bottom of her breasts. She tilted her head back as he nibbled at her jawline.
"Your wish is my command, m'lady," he muttered, slipping off her top and kissing his way to her breasts as his hands moved back to her thighs. He brushed his knuckles between them, groaning against her skin as he felt the wetness.