Feeling Max's breath against his cheek brings Rowan back to the moment, reminding them that they have revenge to extract on the man who just ravaged them. They take just a moment longer, though, nosing against him and reaching up to stroke Max's hair as they slowly relax their hold on him. "No fair, let me have some fun too." They whine, but there's no real bite to it, aside from the nip that they apply to Max's lips.
It does spur them into action, though, reluctantly pulling away from the hand between their legs. They let out a soft gasp as his fingers leave them empty, but freshly satisfied the need to return them isn't as desperate as it could be. For now they can focus on giving Max his just reward, as they push at him, indicating that he should roll over onto his back so that Rowan can take over. There's no chance that Rowan could push Max of their own accord, not in this form, but there's also no need to hold back, so their push is firm, demanding. "What were we saying about desert?" They ask, cheeky grin back in place, even if their eyes are still dark with need.
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Date: 2020-08-03 08:23 pm (UTC)It does spur them into action, though, reluctantly pulling away from the hand between their legs. They let out a soft gasp as his fingers leave them empty, but freshly satisfied the need to return them isn't as desperate as it could be. For now they can focus on giving Max his just reward, as they push at him, indicating that he should roll over onto his back so that Rowan can take over. There's no chance that Rowan could push Max of their own accord, not in this form, but there's also no need to hold back, so their push is firm, demanding. "What were we saying about desert?" They ask, cheeky grin back in place, even if their eyes are still dark with need.