[ Oh all of that at once is so much. It's almost too much, if all of those feelings weren't tangled up in a little bit of anxiety by default, but god does it feel like her faculties are kind of. Slipping away from her.
The touch is absolutely electric; she jolts under his hand the same way she did when Aphelios first touched her, but different now in a room with just the two of them and her hand's already on his cock and feeling the ways he responds to her with more than just his face and words. His hips lift into her grip, she squeezes him firm and gentle in response, her palm rubbing over the head of him and smearing the pre down, her fingers a little slick with it. The way the pads of his fingers-- a little rougher but more importantly thicker than Phel's between her lips, and how her hips jerk forward to meet him on reflex.
... But speaking of words. She inhales a shuddering little breath at his, and-- can't even respond properly, as she buries her embarrassed face into his hair, her grip faltering on him just a moment. But she does whine, needy, against his ear, because yes yes yes she WANTS this she wants him to want her and touch her and she's so fucking hungry why is she hungry it doesn't matter his fingers are on her and his cock is right there and he's so fucking hot the room is too warm he smells so good and he's barely touched her at all and she needs more. ]
Re: day 7 overflow; NSFW
The touch is absolutely electric; she jolts under his hand the same way she did when Aphelios first touched her, but different now in a room with just the two of them and her hand's already on his cock and feeling the ways he responds to her with more than just his face and words. His hips lift into her grip, she squeezes him firm and gentle in response, her palm rubbing over the head of him and smearing the pre down, her fingers a little slick with it. The way the pads of his fingers-- a little rougher but more importantly thicker than Phel's between her lips, and how her hips jerk forward to meet him on reflex.
... But speaking of words. She inhales a shuddering little breath at his, and-- can't even respond properly, as she buries her embarrassed face into his hair, her grip faltering on him just a moment. But she does whine, needy, against his ear, because yes yes yes she WANTS this she wants him to want her and touch her and she's so fucking hungry why is she hungry it doesn't matter his fingers are on her and his cock is right there and he's so fucking hot the room is too warm he smells so good and he's barely touched her at all and she needs more. ]