[ Obedient despite the control he's supposed to be exerting, Hellboy dips two fingers into her tight heat, pushing the edges of her control, testing the resistance for a few moments before withdrawing them again. He strokes them back up over her clit, gently at first, then with increasing pressure, enjoying how wet she is, the shift and rustle of her underwear against the back of his hand and the blanket warm over their laps.
He kisses the lobe of her ear and hums softly, thoughtfully. ] Let me make you come. Then you can have it.
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He kisses the lobe of her ear and hums softly, thoughtfully. ] Let me make you come. Then you can have it.