[ He gamely tries to do just that. Clamps his mouth shut, leans forward to try and keep all sound from escaping him. There will surely be trouble if they're found, and he just doesn't want to deal with it right now. He only wants her, his queen, beautiful and warm and already pushing him past any hope of staying calm and unentangled.
A soft groan escapes him despite his closed lips as she strokes along his length. Shuddering as she finds a good rhythm, jolting a bit when she startles him. Not a bad thing, no, but if she were to adjust her hand just slightly. Somehow he manages to fist a hand in the front of her shirt to brace himself. His world is nothing but her hand and his sensations, partitioned off by her body shielding them from view. It doesn't take long for him to rock into her hand in response to her touch. Please, please, a little more. ]
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A soft groan escapes him despite his closed lips as she strokes along his length. Shuddering as she finds a good rhythm, jolting a bit when she startles him. Not a bad thing, no, but if she were to adjust her hand just slightly. Somehow he manages to fist a hand in the front of her shirt to brace himself. His world is nothing but her hand and his sensations, partitioned off by her body shielding them from view. It doesn't take long for him to rock into her hand in response to her touch. Please, please, a little more. ]