[ How is he supposed to hold up against that? He really, truly can't. Really doesn't want to either. Even his joy at her leaving marks on him is eclipsed by the narrowing of his attention. Her hand against him, drawing him out, until he's just a little too far over the edge.
He comes with a soft groan, his whole body shuddering. (When's the last time he had any sexual contact? Clearly too long ago, given how little it took from Lakshmi just now.) His face is completely flushed. Red around his neck, his cheeks, the tips of his ears. Fading slowly as his own pleasure does.
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He comes with a soft groan, his whole body shuddering. (When's the last time he had any sexual contact? Clearly too long ago, given how little it took from Lakshmi just now.) His face is completely flushed. Red around his neck, his cheeks, the tips of his ears. Fading slowly as his own pleasure does.
It takes him a moment to find words again. ]
Ah, Lakshmi ...