tearmeanewone | rendez-vous + APPOINTMENT POST

[That was precisely one of the things that made Elizabeth so avid about practicing. She wasn't naive, she knew Gai had been with other women before. Other women with more experience, better control maybe. She'd never be on their level. But she couldn't go down on Gai without trying to be different somehow. At least not be a laughingstock.]

[Slowly and deliberately, Elizabeth starts sucking in earnest, moving her head along half of Gai while her hand holds the rest of him. But it's firm and there's no sign of her teeth. All lips and tongue and pressure. Gai needs to groan and gasp for her more.]

[If it's groans she wants, Gai is happy to oblige. He isn't just being loud to please her, either; every noise he makes is a genuine expression of how much he's enjoying this. Elizabeth being this bold about going down on him is a huge turn-on to him, and apparently her practice has paid off, because she's far better at it this time.

That pressure is wonderful, so much so that he has to fight to keep from arching up to get more of it. Carefully, experimentally, he gives her hair the tiniest tug the way she'd done for him, wanting to see if she'll allow him to do this.]

[Elizabeth lets out a little surprised squeak. The tug felt small, it might have been entirely accidental, but she's not sure she wants it to go there just yet. Not with her mouth in delicate places.]

[She pulls off of Gai, just so she can talk.] Careful... [And she goes back to her licking, focusing on the head this time.]

Sorry.

[That's about the only coherent thing he can manage before her tongue is on very sensitive places and he finds himself shuddering in pleasure. By now he's gotten the idea that Elizabeth runs on encouragement, especially in matters like this, so every response he gives her, be it verbal or physical, is no doubt a confidence boost to her.]

Yes, right there on the tip... it's really sensitive there...

[As if that shudder didn't already make that evident.]

[In matters of sex, Elizabeth runs entirely on encouragement. She knows, very easily, that she's inexperienced and feeling her way through this. Gai holding her hand and walking it with her makes her feel far more confident, far more attractive.]

[She takes that shudder and those words and renews the attack with gusto. No more tentative laps, just her tongue curling around Gai and pulling the tip into her mouth. Then after a little suck she's back to using her tongue. Switching techniques, trying to keep him guessing...]

Elizabeth...

[There's a note of near-reverence as he gasps her name. It's the only word left in his vocabulary at this point, everything else driven from his mind by her clever tongue and the way it's teasing him in all the right places...

And then, just as soon as the pleasure was really starting to build, she changes what she's doing, jerking his mind back to awareness with the new sensation. She's taking his advice about varying her technique and surprising him, it seems. And oh, is he ever glad that he gave her that advice right about now.

The technique change is rewarded with another quiet groan on Gai's end. The hand that isn't in her hair fists itself into the sheets as he tries to get his breathing back under control...]

[If Elizabeth hadn't been busy with her mouth, she would have rolled over onto the bed and wiggled a little. She loved hearing Gai say her name, not just when they were being intimate, all the time. It was how he said it, it was Gai's voice, every syllable.]

[She swirls her tongue around the head again, like she had practiced on the rim of the bottle, slow and just the tip of her tongue. Then she dips back down and takes him into her mouth again with a little happy hum. He doesn't need to breathe normally, Elizabeth will happily keep 'torturing' him.]

[The attention to the head is lovely and going a long way towards really getting his motor running, but when she takes more of him into her mouth again and hums, that vibration is the equivalent of setting every last one of his nerves on fire and he has to physically restrain himself from jerking up into her mouth. The sensation is incredible; he gasps again, his breathing very much NOT under control and his hand clenching the sheets in a death grip.

That practice? Definitely the best thing she has ever done.]

[Truth be told, Gai's breathing is starting to concern Elizabeth a little. A bottle couldn't have made her this good, it was a bottle. She'd felt silly licking it about 75% of the time.]

[She pulls up off of Gai, eyebrows coming together slightly.] Are you alright? [For all she knew, this was something having to do with the virus.]

[It takes Gai a moment to regain enough coordination to be able to lever himself up on one elbow, but when he does so, the lopsided grin on his face should make it quite clear that he is in fact very much all right and very much enjoying this.]

You have no idea. That hum you did almost made me lose control.

Really? [Elizabeth grins and shuffles a little, almost like a small pleased dance. Gai looks to be in quite a bit of bliss, and so Elizabeth is absolutely thrilled.]

[She brushes her lips over Gai's length again, just teasing, and hums in thought.] Should I do it again...?

[Even that tiny brush and the accompanying hum is enough to draw a shudder from him, head falling back slightly.]

Please...

[It's not quite begging, but it's about as close as he's ever come to it in bed with her.]

[That pulls a happy giggle out of Elizabeth--not because Gai has come close to 'begging', but because she's doing something he likes enough to ask her to keep going.]

[She doesn't make him wait long, even though she does take a moment to celebrate her little hard-earned victory. She keeps at it, sliding her mouth back over Gai and continuing to hum in regular intervals.]

[Perhaps he underestimated just how crazy that humming of hers would drive him. Each time she does it, the coil of arousal in his stomach winds itself even tighter, short-circuiting more and more of his ability to think or do anything outside of moan and stroke her hair in encouragement.

It takes him a long moment to be able to string words together in a coherent enough fashion to make another suggestion to her.]

There's... nnn... there's a spot right beneath the head...

[Of course any suggestion Gai makes that will make him feel good is a suggestion Elizabeth is going to take. She automatically slides off, but keeps her tongue sliding down over Gai in search of this spot.]

[She'll know right away when she finds it-- the sound Gai lets out should be enough of a cue, something between a strangled gasp and a moan. His grip in her hair tightens for a moment before he remembers where his hand is and loosens his grip.]

Yes, right there--!

[When Gai lets out that noise, Elizabeth raises her eyebrows and takes note for a second. Then all bets are off--she's attacking that spot with her tongue and lips. She doesn't even mind the slight pull on her hair, she's just so looking forward to hearing more of that tone Gai is using.]

[She's in luck, because he's now letting out a steady stream of gasps and cries and rocking his hips up just the tiniest fraction into that attention. It feels like all of the blood in his body has turned into molten lava, and Elizabeth's tongue is just stoking the heat even further.

He can't think, can barely even breathe, can't do anything beyond just feel what she's doing to him...]

[Elizabeth had been very afraid that she would look silly trying to do this. That Gai would tolerate her attempts, but then suggest they move on to something else before she embarrassed herself. That fear couldn't be further away now.]

[She rolls her tongue over the spot again, putting herself into perfect position to slide her mouth back onto Gai and keep her tongue pressed against the spot he likes.]

["Likes" is perhaps the understatement of the century here. He loves every moment of this, as the way he's practically writhing beneath her ministrations should make clear.

The heat in his stomach has nearly reached a boiling point, and through the haze of pleasure muddling his mind he vaguely recognizes the familiar tightening sensation that means he's about to climax. As much as he would love for that to happen, something tells him that Elizabeth might not enjoy it quite as much, so the hand in her hair changes tactics from tugging to attempting to push her head away.

... which will very likely be misinterpreted at first, but he can't exactly manage words right now.]

[Elizabeth feels that first push and she immediately stops and pulls off of him, looking almost heartbreakingly afraid she'd done something wrong.]

Are you alright?

[Give him a moment to regain the ability to speak here...]

... yeah. That was the problem.

[Then, quickly, by way of explanation (and with a smile):]

If you'd kept that up, I would've come in no time.

...and? [Elizabeth doesn't quite get why this is a problem. She's climaxed when Gai's had his mouth on her before. Why shouldn't she do the same?]

I would've come in your mouth.

[That's about as delicately as he can put it without getting into the nitty-gritty details of exactly what male orgasms ensue. His use of condoms has spared her the messy part of them up until now, so unless she remembers certain details from those romance novels, he's not entirely sure she'll get what he means right off the bat.]

...right. But I just swallow it, don't I?

[She has no qualms about getting into details, apparently. And while most of what she read in romance novels, she hadn't really adopted into practice, that one seemed vastly practical.]

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