Urg, so it is a deed name, essentially, but in the worst way possible. That's actually kind of a turn off, so Rowan pushes it aside, focusing on the man in front of them instead. Luckily, there's plenty to distract them with, and Rowan traces the lines of Max's abs.
They groan as Max starts his explorations, their eyes fluttering closed as they push up to meet his fingers eagerly. There is a small amount of wetness there, but not as much as one could expect from their obvious arousal. The only other difference that Max might be able to notice are the subtle, faded scars, hidden under the neatly groomed hair. They jerk their hips again, trying to push Max's slick fingers into themself, encouraging him. At the same time, they move their hands up, thumbs now circling Max's nipples.
"Don't go stretching the metaphor." They reply, opening their eyes with a sudden smirk, a light pinch to one nipple, and another thrust upwards. They couldn't resist; a mid-sex pun is the best type.
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Date: 2020-07-30 05:15 am (UTC)They groan as Max starts his explorations, their eyes fluttering closed as they push up to meet his fingers eagerly. There is a small amount of wetness there, but not as much as one could expect from their obvious arousal. The only other difference that Max might be able to notice are the subtle, faded scars, hidden under the neatly groomed hair. They jerk their hips again, trying to push Max's slick fingers into themself, encouraging him. At the same time, they move their hands up, thumbs now circling Max's nipples.
"Don't go stretching the metaphor." They reply, opening their eyes with a sudden smirk, a light pinch to one nipple, and another thrust upwards. They couldn't resist; a mid-sex pun is the best type.