Isaac cried out in surprise at the sudden rush of feeling and arousal slamming into him like a freight train, eyes comically wide as his knees buckled. Slumping against the wall, he gazed up at the approaching figure, pleading with his eyes as he let out a pitiful little whimper.
She completely broke up into giggles, interrupted by a sharp gasp as he moved. “Oooh, you did that on purpose.” She closed her eyes, pressing her tongue into her top lip, and thought for a second, before tightening the muscles in her abdomen to close on him.
“Maybe, maybe not – you’ll never know,” he protested then, a witty retort forming on his lips before suddenly, she clenched around him and he let out a strangled moan, twitching and hardening slightly once more. “T-tease!”
“Just — returning the favour,” she panted, smugly grinning. She rolled her hips down, experimentally, trying to get him to make that sound again.