[ There are a lot of things to be said about Peter's smart mouth. Sometimes it gets him into trouble, or he spouts too many references for his own good (she's gotten good at keeping up, though. And he laughs at all the reading she does) and then sometimes he--
Oh.
Oh. ]
Oohhhhh God...
[ She moans, breathless, arching her back and clenching her hands into the crisp white comforter. She wasn't lying when she said she'd dreamt of this- but holy shit did it feel so much better than she could ever imagine. Every swipe of his tongue, every little movement and slow little circle turns her muscles to jelly and it's all she can do to stay upright. Her grip on the bedding tightens as she fights the urge to rock her hips, to grind against his questing tongue.
Her legs are quivering, pleasure pounding through her body in time with her rapidly beating heart.
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Oh.
Oh. ]
Oohhhhh God...
[ She moans, breathless, arching her back and clenching her hands into the crisp white comforter. She wasn't lying when she said she'd dreamt of this- but holy shit did it feel so much better than she could ever imagine. Every swipe of his tongue, every little movement and slow little circle turns her muscles to jelly and it's all she can do to stay upright. Her grip on the bedding tightens as she fights the urge to rock her hips, to grind against his questing tongue.
Her legs are quivering, pleasure pounding through her body in time with her rapidly beating heart.
Fuck, he's really good at this. ]