[ Being in Duplicity has been, in many ways, an education, not only in discovering what life can be like when he's not spending all of his time in dark catacombs or battling with his destiny, but also in the more practical elements of living in a city fuelled by sex. What he learned as a kid came from the pages of Playboy and a few adventurous air force personnel and agents who weren't above sharing crude stories with the half-demon in their midst. Most of the rest he's learned here, a lot of it thanks to Harley, and he's grateful beyond words to be given the chance.
He watches her with slightly wide eyes as she leans up between his thighs, encouraging his dick into the soft and slightly damp valley between her tits in a display that's obscene and gorgeous all at the same time. It's not the same as the grip of her hand or inner muscles, but he can't deny that it feels good and looks better. ]
Y-yeah. [ He sighs the word and groans under his breath, leaning back a little bit on the bed to make the angle better, lifting his hips slightly to meet her movements. Reaching out, he touches her cheek with the fingertips of his left hand, drifting back into her hair so he can hold her like that as she moves over him. ] Does it feel good, babe? For you?
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He watches her with slightly wide eyes as she leans up between his thighs, encouraging his dick into the soft and slightly damp valley between her tits in a display that's obscene and gorgeous all at the same time. It's not the same as the grip of her hand or inner muscles, but he can't deny that it feels good and looks better. ]
Y-yeah. [ He sighs the word and groans under his breath, leaning back a little bit on the bed to make the angle better, lifting his hips slightly to meet her movements. Reaching out, he touches her cheek with the fingertips of his left hand, drifting back into her hair so he can hold her like that as she moves over him. ] Does it feel good, babe? For you?