[ Both of them were in the same boat, on the "count on one hand" front anyway. Weiss was getting pretty close to adding to that number. He only slows down when he feels her climax beneath him, though his thrusts continue to stroke her insides as deep as before as the tension in his loins starts flaring up.
His breath is labored; the combination of pheromones, her voice leaving that lingering question in the heavy, hot air, and her velvet heat clinging to his girth... He feels dizzy, his eyes opening with a half-lidded gaze, laden with lust as he continues drilling her. ]
Yeah. I—
[ There's not a lot of conscious thought left in him, the soft bounce of her breasts in his view only making the rippling pulses through his body that much stronger. For being an ice queen, Weiss was pushing all the right buttons in setting him on fire. It's good. She feels good. Unless she plans on saying anything, he wasn't going to stop until she had him coming inside. ]
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His breath is labored; the combination of pheromones, her voice leaving that lingering question in the heavy, hot air, and her velvet heat clinging to his girth... He feels dizzy, his eyes opening with a half-lidded gaze, laden with lust as he continues drilling her. ]
Yeah. I—
[ There's not a lot of conscious thought left in him, the soft bounce of her breasts in his view only making the rippling pulses through his body that much stronger. For being an ice queen, Weiss was pushing all the right buttons in setting him on fire. It's good. She feels good. Unless she plans on saying anything, he wasn't going to stop until she had him coming inside. ]