He's not one to ask her a second time - not when she explains so beautifully and asks to take care of him. She's done it so much already - it feels natural to sink into her touch again, letting her tuck the blanket around him so that she can move between his legs.
Of course, opening them has him shifting to look up a little bit. He knew that something had changed with the slickness he could feel between his legs. He hadn't investigated further, considering everything he'd been going through at the time.
He can feel his insides clench as she wraps her hand around him, but when she drags her tongue against his modified sex he lets out a low moan, his head falling back to rest on the pillow. It keeps going, past his folds and up just under the head of his cock. He only gets wetter, giving her what she wants when she sucks at him.
"Angela," he says, his voice soft but deeper with arousal.
Good; there'd be no argument here, tonight, at least until he's had an orgasm or two and the fog clears. When the buzz under his skin recedes. She situates herself between his legs and settles into tasting him, long, exploratory licks testing his sensitivity before slender fingers circle the middle of his cock and she settles into slow pulls to match the way she sucks at him, down one side and up the other, drawing that raw moan from him with the thump of his head dropping onto one of her down pillows.
Just the sound of his voice is enough to have her own arousal stirring at coals that feel nigh-permanent in this place, always ready to stoke up in the cradle of her hips with needy little throbs of her own. He breathes out her name before she's honing in on that little clit bumping over her lip, sealing to suck even as her tongue rasps over it, soft fingertips circling the tip of his cock in echo of the sensation. She hums her answer, then, thrumming right against such a delicate bundle of nerves, before drawing back with a wet little pop of suction released.
"You have such a cute little clit, down here." Punctuated with another swirl of her tongue, just the tip, before it's sinking down into him, firm and deep, plying at his walls. He gets another kiss to the base of his cock as she licks at her lips and glances up the length of his torso, lids heavy and mouth flush, shining with his slick. "What do you think?"
He has done plenty of work eating people out before - never did he think he'd get a sense of what it was like from the other side. Angela is just as impressive in this as she is in all other things, though.
When she seals her lips against him and hums her answer, his legs come up a bit, curling against her. He keeps from clamping them down - they are still cybernetic - but a soft whine escapes his mouth as well as she pulls off. Honestly, she could have stayed down there and he would have died happy.
It's still sweet relief when she dips her tongue inside him, and he has to gather his words up.
"I think if that's what it feels like, then all of them are the cutest things ever," he breathes out, voice rough as he lifts his head again, resting on his elbows to look down at her, mouth slick with his own fluids. He's given no indication it's too much, at the very least.
Don't worry, she won't be gone for long. She just wants to know she isn't going too roughly for his first real stimulation here, where there are far more nerve endings than he's familiar with. It certainly didn't sound like it with how openly he moans for her and how he whines to the loss of her lips, but she wants to give him a moment to process and answer.
The one she gets has an easy little giggle breathed out of her before she's licking into him again, closing her eyes and leaving the rest to touch and to taste, knowing how he watches her. It's a shame he can't see how tight he is, down here. Her tongue pushes in again with a huff of hot breath, then right back up, sealing to suck at his clit once more, tongue working the little bundle eagerly. She knows how she likes it. Steady, intense, powerful. Her jaw drops with every drag of her tongue flattening out, encompassing him in the searing heat of her mouth as she drinks him down, worrying his clit between soft lips and teasing with the tip of her tongue between, curl of her thumb dragging over his slit.
He had his chance to speak up. She's going to at least ensure he has some measure of release before they explore further and take some time to learn about this, hugging his hip down against her mouth after his legs shift about her.
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Of course, opening them has him shifting to look up a little bit. He knew that something had changed with the slickness he could feel between his legs. He hadn't investigated further, considering everything he'd been going through at the time.
He can feel his insides clench as she wraps her hand around him, but when she drags her tongue against his modified sex he lets out a low moan, his head falling back to rest on the pillow. It keeps going, past his folds and up just under the head of his cock. He only gets wetter, giving her what she wants when she sucks at him.
"Angela," he says, his voice soft but deeper with arousal.
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Just the sound of his voice is enough to have her own arousal stirring at coals that feel nigh-permanent in this place, always ready to stoke up in the cradle of her hips with needy little throbs of her own. He breathes out her name before she's honing in on that little clit bumping over her lip, sealing to suck even as her tongue rasps over it, soft fingertips circling the tip of his cock in echo of the sensation. She hums her answer, then, thrumming right against such a delicate bundle of nerves, before drawing back with a wet little pop of suction released.
"You have such a cute little clit, down here." Punctuated with another swirl of her tongue, just the tip, before it's sinking down into him, firm and deep, plying at his walls. He gets another kiss to the base of his cock as she licks at her lips and glances up the length of his torso, lids heavy and mouth flush, shining with his slick. "What do you think?"
If it's too much, she can back off.
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When she seals her lips against him and hums her answer, his legs come up a bit, curling against her. He keeps from clamping them down - they are still cybernetic - but a soft whine escapes his mouth as well as she pulls off. Honestly, she could have stayed down there and he would have died happy.
It's still sweet relief when she dips her tongue inside him, and he has to gather his words up.
"I think if that's what it feels like, then all of them are the cutest things ever," he breathes out, voice rough as he lifts his head again, resting on his elbows to look down at her, mouth slick with his own fluids. He's given no indication it's too much, at the very least.
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The one she gets has an easy little giggle breathed out of her before she's licking into him again, closing her eyes and leaving the rest to touch and to taste, knowing how he watches her. It's a shame he can't see how tight he is, down here. Her tongue pushes in again with a huff of hot breath, then right back up, sealing to suck at his clit once more, tongue working the little bundle eagerly. She knows how she likes it. Steady, intense, powerful. Her jaw drops with every drag of her tongue flattening out, encompassing him in the searing heat of her mouth as she drinks him down, worrying his clit between soft lips and teasing with the tip of her tongue between, curl of her thumb dragging over his slit.
He had his chance to speak up. She's going to at least ensure he has some measure of release before they explore further and take some time to learn about this, hugging his hip down against her mouth after his legs shift about her.