[ her hands keep miku's body steady, face buried between her legs. it's one thing to be grateful for the reactions she's getting, but it's another when she's trembling so much. luka kisses her there in between her movements.
she doesn't imagine that the hotel's walls are very thick, considering the way the hotel is decorated and the feel it gives off; admittedly it probably gives off the seedy look, but so far no one's disturb them and nothing has gone wrong, so at least the hotel serves its purpose.
luka feels her hair being tugged on, pulling her closer than she already is and feels that this is definitely getting miku somewhere. she repeats the process: in and out, in and out, in and out, then she stops. as much as she can she takes as much of her flesh in with her mouth and breaths in, sucks at her body once, twice, a third time --
she hasn't taken her eyes off of miku at all this entire time, intently looking at her to see the faces she makes, hear the sounds she makes, feel with her eyes the pleasure she must be feeling. ]
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she doesn't imagine that the hotel's walls are very thick, considering the way the hotel is decorated and the feel it gives off; admittedly it probably gives off the seedy look, but so far no one's disturb them and nothing has gone wrong, so at least the hotel serves its purpose.
luka feels her hair being tugged on, pulling her closer than she already is and feels that this is definitely getting miku somewhere. she repeats the process: in and out, in and out, in and out, then she stops. as much as she can she takes as much of her flesh in with her mouth and breaths in, sucks at her body once, twice, a third time --
she hasn't taken her eyes off of miku at all this entire time, intently looking at her to see the faces she makes, hear the sounds she makes, feel with her eyes the pleasure she must be feeling. ]