[It was wonderful, that time when she just used her hand, but this is so much better, he can't even compare it. The sense of being connected is more than he would have ever considered possible - much like it was with Chuuya, and yet entirely different. Is it different because it's a girl and not a man? Or is it different because it's Diva and not Chuuya?
He doesn't know - and right now, he honestly doesn't care. He's a little too busy blowing his mind as well as his load, thrusting into her a little harder. It's not deliberate. He just can't seem to control himself.
Panting, he eventually slows down. He's vaguely aware that she's not finished yet (again!), but he doesn't really know what to do about it just now. Maybe he'll just kiss her again in apology.]
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He doesn't know - and right now, he honestly doesn't care. He's a little too busy blowing his mind as well as his load, thrusting into her a little harder. It's not deliberate. He just can't seem to control himself.
Panting, he eventually slows down. He's vaguely aware that she's not finished yet (again!), but he doesn't really know what to do about it just now. Maybe he'll just kiss her again in apology.]